Novel & Cerita New World Axe Of The Abyss

, and an amethyst gem had etched on the hilt of his axe. Armour between Morsburg and Waltherra dropped down abruptly, revealing the purple mist and ominous, eldritch contours of the lost town of Waltherra in the distance. Before we even managed to catch our breath and rest from the fight in Morsburg, Azabras emerged, penetrating the Morsburg bridge and preventing us from advancing into Waltherra. Azabrah’s were guardians of Waltherra, creatures of Lycan size but of fox-like features. Instead of arms that would end with hands and fingers, they had three scythes on each hand that oozed with purple haze and smoke. Azabrahs are rumoured to be strong telepaths with powerful mind and hypnotic cont

Lisa: The moment Annalise’s body hit the ground, the room stilled. Something inside me, and something older than wolf, older than blood, older than hate, opened like a great black flower in bloom. For years I had felt it whispering beneath my skin, shifting, coiling, waiting. Now it surged. “You did it…” it whispered to me. “The final sacrifice. The one for blood. The closest of all.” Power flooded through me, raw, ancient, merciless, pulling from every shadow, every trembling breath of the land, every living thread of the territory.

Drake stated, which made the prince stumble and be shocked. He aimed the gun toward Drake, but Emily controlled it and let it seek the prince. He was trembling, afraid and anxious. “A-Alpha...” Y-you’re just nothing! “He growled. Drake laughed devilishly, and suddenly, his eyes turned blood red—the devil’s eye. “Touch my son; aim a gun; you’ll see hell; meet my demon and die mercilessly.”

"How dare you show such disrespect to your ancestors!" As Daxton unsheathed the Alexa Sword, the blade quivered with anticipation, emitting a crisp, melodic hum that echoed in the air. A cold gleam flickered across its surface, casting an aura of divine power. In the presence of such a formidable weapon, who could stand unyielding? Unfazed, Alexander evaded Daxton's attack, his body moving with practiced agility. The Alexa Sword, when wielded by someone of Lord of War status, posed a significant threat even to him.

Some were very dark and some were brighter, some looked as if they had been there a very long time while others appeared as if they were fresh. Abednego grabbed the handle and gave the axe a nice, hard pull in an attempt to free it from the hammered tree. It came out easily enough and did not require much effort. His eyes widened as he noticed the fresh and still damp red stains along it, and on the very edge of the blade were small strands of black hair. The familiar feeling of fear began to spread through him once again; he reacted to this feeling by throwing it out into the forest.

I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front. I quickly glanced at the one who hasn’t transformed yet but he doesn’t even budge, he is just watching. I grabbed this chance to throw one of my knives but his reflex in a human form is greater than I thought. He caught the knife and stared at the engraved symbol. “The famous clan of Ambrose,” he muttered but I didn’t pay any attention because we are now being outnumbered by these monsters. Rendall and I stopped attacking for a second and weigh the situation we are in. I was about to cover Rendall when I felt a hard thing bump into the back of my head. I touched it as I am slowly losing my balan

The battleaxe gave off a silver light, and the sharp blade was enough to make one's heart palpitate. The axe was covered with traces of red blood, which was as shocking as blood. These red marks looked very ordinary, but there was a demon-like evil spirit in the fluctuation of the aura. Even with just a glance, she could feel the horrible aura of blood. "Oh my god! It's all the light of the treasures!" "It's conceivable that such a powerful treasure light is even rarer and more heaven-defying than the treasures in the General's Mansion!"

-KAIZI- *COMPANY BASE: FOREST* I'm busy scanning the huge base with my binoculars while Abigail is beside me reading the files for me by the thick small bushes a little far from the Base. The base has only one way in and out. Where cargoes enter and leave. "The victims died with the same reason, huge brain damage caused by identical bullets and maybe the very same gun and the very same killer." she started reading the files for me.

To break through that defence… I need a powerful attack. Yeah… like what she did to me. Sacrificing my swords, I installed a flying Excalibur, the size like what the girl— Kuroyuki Shiroha tried to kill me with. With a sway of my hand, the Excalibur slashes horizontally, cutting all the holograms to half in one go. The rest of the 45 holograms were staying in the same formation, I killed them using the same tactic over and over again, hiding behind my shield.

"Pawns in a game already lost. What matters is Hailey’s heart. Her mind. If I control both, I control the realms." Tristan, the brute, asked with a chuckle, "And if the Wolf King intervenes?" I let a chuckle bubble from my throat. "Let him. The wolf may growl, but the sea drowns all." Later, in the crystal chamber, I summoned the living core of our newest army. Shadows moulded with water, hate bred in salt and bone. My secret weapon: the Abyssborn. They rose from the dark pits, humanoid in form but monstrous in nature. Silent. Unfeeling. Loyal.