Novel & Cerita Monarch Of Destruction

"You need to know whoever started this is from Queen Dalyla, one of the Blood Monarchs. I saw the assassin for a moment before she locked me in here." "Why would the Queen of Love and Destruction have a vendetta against our king?" "The Blood Monarchs are on the move. They want war with the High Monarchs and they won't stop until we're either dead or one of them," Raegan replied, noticing Violet's skeptical look. "Eden thinks I'm a flower needing to be kept under glass. Literally. But I listen to the whispers of this court. What else do I have to do? Besides, that cobalt blue powder on your boots is her royal color. Queen Dalyla practically signed her name to this mess."

"Right now, listen to me. The Church doesn't want blood. It wants belief. It feeds on faith, on desperation, on the moment you give up everything." The smoky figure turned toward Miguel. "The betrayer speaks. The one who broke his promise." Miguel didn't even flinch. "I didn't break anything. I did what I promised. I kept my children alive. That was the deal." "You kept them alive to bring them here," the thing hissed. "To feed them to us." "No." Miguel's voice was hard as steel. "I kept them alive to destroy you." The whole chamber shook harder. Cracks spread across the walls like spiderwebs. The carved names started bleeding, actual red blood running down the stone.

The battle between humanity and doom is at its peak. Each second that pass, someone sacrifices their life, someone weeps from the loss of loved one, someone fighting for another chance in life. Yet, no one wanted to give up. No one wanted to die without a fight. Now that the vaccine has been completed and at its production, everyone was more energized fighting against the undead. The only thing they fear now is the arrival of the monarch. Despite the strengths of several sectors combined, the possibility of defeating the current monarch is not even close to 50%. The monarch reigning the undead was as strong as Dior Lee, the first monarch, or perhaps even stronger than him.

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.

Alex picked up the shield without demur and fiercely smashed the Black Robe’s head with it. The entire smashed skull turned into a pile of broken bones. An Immortal Monarch just died here for no good reason. Just then, the old monk’s Vajra Phantasm dissipated, and the golden light beams flew back to the ruined temple again before disappearing. The old monk also returned to life-size, sat cross-legged and panted heavily. Meanwhile, Alex rapidly took off the ring from the Black Robe’s finger. He was satisfied with it at first glance. Moreover, he could tell that this Immortal Monarch from Mount Olympus had already encountered the Galaxy Nova’s people and killed several of them as many supplies

Despite the inevitable backlash, he pressed on, facing a formidable adversary. Disregarding his own safety, Alexander charged forward, intercepting his opponent's halberd with a decisive strike that shattered Master Moony's head. Without pausing, he accelerated away, sensing the imminent instability of Moony's nuclear reactor. "Run!" With their leader defeated, the Moony Organization's executives scattered in panic, some seizing the opportunity to retrieve valuables from the base. As predicted, the unstable nuclear reactor inside Master Moony's body detonated, unleashing a devastating explosion. The ensuing mushroom cloud obliterated structures, melted stone, and scorched the earth—a grim te

"But I don’t want to see this happening again. Got it?" Liana felt as if she'd been struck by lightning. Her whole body trembled, and every hair on her skin stood on end. She suddenly remembered who this man was—the Dark Monarch, a tyrant who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He had once wiped out entire towns to deal with foreign threats, causing heads of state to protest and label him a scourge. Liana stammered, "I-I was just playing around. I didn’t mean anything by it. Please don’t be angry..."

Magna was made up of six supernatural families. Firstly, The James. The most powerful family out of all that were envied by the other five because they were the one that ruled the throne. They were by birth from Great Britain. They were once no one could defeat. They won the hearts of the commoner by their love and affection. They thought that love was such a powerful emotion that greatness lied in it. But they were gravely mistaken for they were tarnished by the great power of love. They say that it is true that all good things in a high amount are dangerous.

Dragon Roar! Shockwaves were released by Noah's roar, befuddling the two brothers. Their Essence flow was messed up by this and caused severe damage to them. They both lost the ability to maintain the Essence that kept its chaotic counterpart at bay. Rax was much worse as he was, at the time, executing his Battle Art.

she said at last, gripping his hand tightly. A faint spark of hope flickered in her eyes as she explained, "The Obsidian Monarch was disfigured, yet he still reigns as the monarch of the Northern Frontier. Your leg may be ruined, but William said the injury only affects the way you walk. Once you grow accustomed, you will move as freely as before. You can still lead troops into battle!