Martial Void King Novels & Stories

Ang hangin sa loob ng Main Hall ay naging vacuum. Ang presensya ni Ozymandias, ang Precursor King, ay sapat na upang pilitin ang sinumang mortal na lumuhod. Ang kanyang itim na espada, ang Void-Eater, ay humihigop ng lahat ng liwanag sa paligid, na nag-iiwan lamang ng isang nakapanlulumong anino.

I lean forward, playing with his stray baby hairs and his now bushy beard. "My name is Henry King, 26 years old, Alpha of Red Fire pack of the northern mountains and the king of Alphas, descendant of the last living monarch of werewolves. I have special abilities to control fire, I used to live with humans where I got military training for 6 years. I build robots in my spare time and own multiple businesses." He licks his lips, catching his breath. That much I know about him. "I have only ever been in 2 relationships, which lasted about 5 months each. I am by no means a celibate man." He finally stops and sucks in a breath.

"The mountain was very quiet for a long time, wasn't it?" The King froze. For a split second, the cold, celestial mask shifted. A flicker of something human—something weary—passed over his features. He looked at Luna’s hand, then back at me. “THEY ARE... UNUSUAL,” the King said, his voice dropping from a roar to a low thunder. “THEY CARRY THE VOID, THE SILVER, AND THE REJECTED BLOOD. THEY ARE A TRIAD THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST.” "They exist because I refused to let them die," I said, my "Holy Fire" beginning to glow in my palms. "And if you want to 'erase' the flaws of this world, you’ll have to start with me."

Once they plunged into inextricable fear, they would be unable to regain consciousness. The Divine Void Illusion was a premium Red Level martial skill. On top of that, it was one of the greatest skills among those in the premium Red Level, and it was close to being an Earth Level martial skill! Fane dared not waste time when he realized this. Those three were still terrorizing him by making threats, and they had already waved the sharp knives toward Fane’s skin! "Stop!" Fane roared angrily and started activating the Destroying the Void. All 15 soul swords were formed and were like sharp swords sent flying at the same time. The swords traveled in Fane’s body and broke all those delusional tho

Instead… They took him to the citadel. To the throne. He remembered the moment clearly. The enormous throne room. The pillars carved from bone. And the figure seated above it all. The Demon King. King Vaelreth had watched him for a long time. Adrian had been too exhausted to kneel. Too tired to pretend fear he didn’t feel. “You crossed into my kingdom,” the king said. “Yes.” “You killed one of my kind.” “Yes.” Golden eyes studied him.

She announced. "Oh my, I have heard stories of your bravery all throughout the kingdom, I wouldn't dare fight you. You would surely win. I surrender to you oh great warrior," I said, bowing. Daerius howled and Maia cheered as he trotted around the clearing, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. I grinned and leaned backwards, completely content as I watched my children run around the clearing with my mate. I jerk forward when my back hits the cold bed frame instead of the rough bark of a tree. I turn around and swallow hard as reality hits me like a wave of stone.

"...would unite our worlds?" Kael met its gaze without hesitation. "I would end the war." The King of the Void let out a long, quiet laugh. Then, for the very first time... It removed the black crown from its head. Beneath the crown... Was the face of a young man. He looked no older than Kael. His eyes were empty. Lonely. He whispered a single sentence. "I don't remember how to live."

Koran tilted his head, a lock of black hair falling over his brow, he didn't look like he was listening to my words, he looked like he was reading the frequency of my soul, "A Null? Is that the lie Kaelen Vane fed you? The Golden King is a fool blinded by his own radiance, he looked at a solar eclipse and saw a cloud. But I? I’ve lived in the dark my entire life, Vesper, I know exactly what you are." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, vibrating hum that made the shadows at our feet stir and reach toward me, "I felt it the moment you crossed the ward-line, a surge of pure, ancient void-magic, the kind of power that hasn't walked this earth since the First Wars, you aren't empty

The ground shook violently. I recoiled instantly, staring in disbelief. Someone was standing between me and the monster—a tall man in a black jacket. Grover’s Uncle. The creature’s heavy breathing echoed lowly as it rose again. But strangely… this time it looked wary of that man. He stood calmly, without a single weapon. His cold gaze fixed straight on the monster before him. “I warned you,” he said softly. I froze. What did he mean? The creature growled furiously and lunged forward.