Novel & Cerita Legendary Warrior

The air suddenly turned freezing cold. The forest surrounding the temple fell silent. Then... They appeared. Thousands upon thousands of armored warriors emerged from the mist. Unlike the Shadow Legion, they made no sound. Their armor was black as obsidian. Their eyes burned with empty blue fire. Each carried an ancient weapon etched with forgotten symbols. Liam swallowed hard. "They're dead..." Orion nodded grimly. "The Fallen Legion." "The greatest army ever assembled." "They were buried after the First Age." Magnus tightened his grip on his axe.

Am I to be sold? As I thought about these, I felt light and free. I was on a horse, charging into battle. I was holding a large sword, a large armor strapped around my body, and a quiver with arrows was tied to my back. There were shouts everywhere as other people, dressed in the same way I was, charged forward towards the enemy. I saw that there was no one in particular I was fighting but men fell from their horses as I charged towards them. And when my arrows were finished, I released my wolf, who tore limbs from limbs and wreaked havoc. Then my head hit something hard and as I opened my eyes, there were men in hoods all around me.

"But a clerical assistant doesn't step into the Gauntlet of Iron and read a three ton hydraulic machine like an open ledger. An assistant doesn't calculate kinetic load intervals on the fly while suspended over a glacial torrent. And most importantly, an assistant doesn't carry a Sovereign bloodline that hasn't been seen in the northern hemisphere since the Great Purge thirty years ago." He stopped less than a foot from her, his sheer physical mass towering over her, casting her completely in his shadow. The dangerous, primal aura of a warlord rolled off him in waves. "I've spent ten long years executing threats to the northern border, Anna," Liam whispered, his eyes flashing with a predator

It also talks about the legend and how they're to descend on earth and surprisingly, I land in the first warrior's name: Hera. Just like in my dream, the beautiful lady called me Hera and in this book, she is described as a graceful warrior, one whose weakness becomes her strength. Out of the four warriors, she has the best healing magic and she's a strong barrier creator. Not to mention that she's a strong warrior. The book describes her as calm, but horrendous when angry. Gosh, did they just describe me? I flip over to the other warriors. Aurora is the strongest warrior in terms of combat. She has the best barrier skills as well as using her aura as an offensive power.

He seemed to be a warrior like his son, so I could only conclude that it was something he had brought back from the war. I knew of the Lunefar's fame. They were warriors, enormous, ruthless, and capable of facing even the most terrifying creatures, monsters that only existed in a time when the Goddess still walked the earth. Or, at least, that's what the books said. Until that moment, I had never laid eyes on a member of the Lunefar pack, apart from the elder healers that Alpha Kaia had summoned to tend to Noah's treatment and later mine. But now I could understand the exact reason why our pack had already made so many efforts to continue our centuries-old partnership.

He ordered the maids to prepare a bath for him, and just as he waited, the little wolf slipped into his mind. Had the small welcome celebration come to an end? Is she back in her room? He recalled his own celebration joining the warriors as a young male. As one of the survivors and one those who fought the War of the Ouroborous, he was respected and strong—his strength unmatched—and he was quickly promoted to head warrior. One of the reasons Lucas had wanted to grow strong was to protect the realm and his best friend, the King. He didn’t want the bloodbath that happened centuries ago to repeat itself.

"That was way more impressive than anything my sparring partners can do." Now it was Legion's turn. He stepped forward, and Lynn immediately noticed how different his presence felt compared to Bana's. Where Bana moved like a hunter, Legion moved with confidence and power. He was taller than Bana, with broader shoulders and a more muscular build that suggested he relied more on raw strength than stealth and trickery. "I am called Legion," he said, his voice deeper and rougher than Bana's had been. "I was created to be a cindercloak warrior, master. My power comes from fire and metal, and I fight with weapons that I create myself."

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

He felt he was still qualified enough to kill the five famous warriors who had now merged into one. "Tch! Let's see which of us can get out of here safely!” Li Han snorted in anger. He couldn't wait to come forward and beat up the Kaili Legend of the Imperial Family.

“I’ll fight with you. We still don’t know how many legions are there waiting for us.” “Alpha, I’m not calling them legions.” She rolled her eyes at me, not because I call the wraiths legion but how I looked at her. She was a badass Luna and a warrior. She handled those fuckers with ease. “Legions sound legendary, and they don’t deserve it.”