Novel & Cerita Majestic Destroyer Flame

I narrowed my eyes and moved through them, swinging my axe with deadly accuracy. “Eugenius! I already took your left hand. Now I’ll take your head.” I called out, pointing my axe at my predecessor. The red aura that has been growing stronger around me surrounded my axe. The blood of the men I killed for standing in my way dripped from its blade. It is time to fulfill the prophecy. I am the Destroyer, and the fall of Olympus is in my hands. I shall not fail my people. I will not fail this world. I will not fail Ismene-Eirene.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

The way her body molded to his, the way she pressed herself against him, it was too much. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a thunderous reminder of my rage. The need to kill, to destroy, surged through me like a tidal wave, but I fought it back. I couldn’t kill him, not yet. Not with her in the room, not with her watching. But the urge was there, simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to break free at any moment.

And they’re starting to respond, to turn on my whirlwind of flames, to fight back. I watch, curious, as the enemy begins by trying martial force, shooting at my flames with shells and bullets. But that does nothing but make me smirk as I continue to destroy everything before me, the flames reaching out to snag tanks and trucks off the ground, reducing them to ash. And it’s not just what’s on the ground, either. I see the flash of Cora’s lightening in the distance, but some helicopters manage to get into the air, heading for the flame. Eager, the blaze reaches for them with what looks like demonic hands, snagging them out of the sky and smashing them to the ground in flaming arcs that look li

"That's right. I want to take them away. If you destroy any of them, it'll be an irreparable loss to me. I don't think there would be a difference between them being taken away and destroyed, right?" Nine Flames could be collected? Besides the Flame Monarch, could Felix really do that? Eira was now left in a panic, beyond her abilities to understand. "I will try and explain this to the higher-ups." However, Felix said seriously, "Don't even think about it, Eira. It's a must. If anyone dares destroy one of the flames, I will personally see the end of The Recovery Association." "You!" Eira exclaimed indignantly. She didn't expect Felix to turn against her, but for now, unless Flitzer came out

The Flame had a guardian. And nothing would be the same again.

“This is no ordinary storm she’s called down. The white flame does not reveal—it summons. That’s why the queen wanted it erased. With it, she could not control who answered.” Eryx’s brows furrowed. “Summons? As in… allies?” “Or enemies,” the Seer said. “The flame doesn’t choose. It invites.” The wind shifted, carrying with it the scent of ozone and iron. Damian’s grip tightened on his sword. His instincts screamed at him that something was already near, something drawn to the light like carrion to blood. Mia stirred faintly, a soft sound escaping her throat. Damian knelt immediately, brushing his thumb against her knuckles. Her eyes fluttered open, silver-white still glowing faintly in their