Librarian Warhammer นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You see Demon they are going to destroy you.” “Is that a matter of fact?” Dremis said putting his hand to his chin. “Well then I guess you should know; I am already two steps ahead of your plans. When the others get here, we shall war right?” “No,” Abey said. “I don’t want a war brought to my world.” She said shaking her head. “You have no power here.” “I do.” Dremis laughed. “You see Gabriela and I had some time together remember Abey. Maybe I planted something in her to help with my plan. Although you won’t know if I am lying or not until it’s too late.” He laughed and disappeared.

She’d adore the wide array of books here, though I don’t think she’d like the constant threat of danger. The Librarian’s that roamed the restricted section were just another facet of dark magic. Their limbs were humanoid, but longer and skinnier than normal. Their heads held actual hair, but that only served to make them more horrifying. Greasy hair hanging low, past sunken faces with gaping, contorted mouths. A sickening crunch sounded, followed by small snaps and cracks. Every time this creature moved, it’s bones grinded and clattered together.

Unlacing my mages robes as my gaze focused on the steaming metal tub before the fire. I couldn't wait to sink in and ease my aching muscles. Hawk was always harder on me than anyone. And every time he was close enough he whispered near my ear. "I'll be inside you soon, Mary Mage..." I'd growl at him and misfire with my staff, misplace potions and lose my spell book. All of which was causing Warlord to lose patience with me. "Deal with her!" Warlord had finally said. Hawk had grinned as he marched over to me while I hurriedly mixed a potion which would cause an explosion when tossed at an enemy.

There was a silver port at the base of her neck, pulsing with a faint blue light. "Subject: Librarian-Echo," Julian announced to the sky. "Role: The 'Traitorous Mentor.'" The Librarian-Echo looked at me. Her voice was flat, mechanical, and devoid of the warmth I remembered. "Kaima. Your 'World-Building' was a violation of the 'Terms of Service.' You have accumulated a 'Debt' of 500,000 Narrative Credits. Please surrender the remains of the 'Master-Key' for liquidation."

"There are references in the texts to a hidden library, believed to contain the complete records of the sorcerer’s work. According to the legends, this library is located in a remote and heavily guarded area. We need to find it and access the information to understand how to counter the Shadow Wraith." "We don’t have much time," Harley said, his voice resolute. "If this Wraith can affect our minds, we need to act quickly. I suggest we divide into teams. One team can work on fortifying our defenses here, while the other team searches for the hidden library and gathers the necessary information." Marinetta agreed. "I’ll lead the team searching for the library. Brian will accompany us to help i

Rich or poor, human or not, everyone was welcome in Helverium. Scholars used to write many books and stocked them all in the libraries. It used to be the storage area for all the intellectuals of the world and some of the world’s biggest mysteries are hidden here. But when the war struck, the witches destroyed all the books. Everything was burnt down to ensure that the other species would not get their hands on the treasured trove of knowledge. It was a masterstroke because the lost books were never recovered. As a result, the witches won many of the battles before being defeated by the werewolves.

Lucian walked over to Rebecca, his large, scarred hand sliding around the nape of her neck, pulling her gently against his chest as his silver eyes scanned the room, gathering his warriors. "Let them come," Lucian growled, a dark, terrifying promise vibrating in his throat. "We have buried empires in this glen before. We will bury Malakai’s monsters right alongside them. Rebecca, leave the hearth. It is time to map the slaughter." The translation from the chaotic warmth of the kitchen to the stark, cold reality of the war room happened too fast.

She suddenly looked up, straight toward the window and instinct pulled me behind the stone column before she could see me. Ridiculous. I was hiding in my own mansion. After several seconds, I heard her chair scrape softly across the floor then nothing and when I looked again she was gone and only the books remained. I waited another minute before entering. The librarian looked up. “Alpha.” “The Lady?” “She returned the books.” “What books?” He pointed toward the cart and I picked up the top volume. ‘Ancient Royal Bloodlines.’ The second. ‘Lost Houses of the Northern Kingdom.’ The third.

I noted. ​"He did," Marcus confirmed. "He plays the ruthless mercenary, but he takes care of the men who bleed for him. It's a rare trait in a Warlord." ​Because she's not a Warlord, I thought, the phantom thread in my chest pulling taut. She's an Omega who knows what it feels like to be abandoned by her pack. ​"General Vesh!" I called out, my voice carrying over the clash of shields. ​The Warlord paused, turning the terrifying visor toward me. The entire yard fell silent. Two hundred Blackwood wolves and five hundred Legionnaires snapped to attention, waiting to see if their Alpha and their General were about to tear each other apart.

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.