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The old dwarf peers at us through hooded eyes. Chugging the glass of milk in his hand he sets it down on the throne room table. The elder glances over each of us before his eyes land on me. Placing a fist over my heart I bow to him. "It is a pleasure to meet you Sir Fimrouck. I am Chieftain Eleonora of the Perilous Horde and this is my mate Flavius. Behind me are my warriors Soren and Dovydas," I introduce.

"Yes, and it's sent for testing. If the results say it's a fake, they'll think you switched the real one out. The Overlord might come after you, even if he promised not to." Evan clenched his fists tightly, murderous intent surging briefly through his eyes. 'I will expose you, Darius!' He thought this whole thing had blown over, but Darius left a landmine for him to step in. Evan held down his bloodlust and promised, "It's alright, Mrs. Solberg. The Overlord doesn't scare me now." The Ninefold Arcane Arts had made a new man out of Evan.

“See? The High Lord is weakened by his own obsession! The soulbond ritual has drained him. He is unfit to rule. I call for a regency council — now!” Several nobles rallied to her side, spells flaring as they pressed the attack. On the opposite end, Lord Thorne Ravencrest led his Eclipse Order forces forward, emerald eyes locked on Kaelith with cold determination. “The breeding program ends tonight,” Thorne declared. “The humans will be freed. Kaelith’s tyranny dies with him.” Lyra stood frozen in the center of the storm. Rebels and loyalists clashed around her. A stray curse slammed into a pillar near her head, showering her with crystal shards. Soren pulled her behind cover, his body shield

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Even Lucian’s golden aura flared slightly. “What now?” Raven demanded. A shadow moved across the jagged walls, faster than the eye could follow. And then—he emerged. The Overlord. But this time, he was different. His crimson armor was damaged, his energy flickering, but there was something new in his eyes: recognition, almost respect, but with an undercurrent of anger. “You’ve grown stronger,” he said, voice echoing ominously through the half-collapsed hangar. “Stronger than I anticipated. But strength without understanding… is meaningless.”

It might be too much to say that he could turn the situation around, but he could, at the very least, greatly increase the odds of winning rate. A real Overlord was more effective than dozens of partial Overlords in a battle between level 9 civilizations. If Elora knew that David had the soul power of an Overlord, there was a high probability that Elora would convince David to participate in the next battle to defend his homeland!

"You still have one move, Ches, and that's to use the Overlord Bloodline you stole from me! If you don't, your organs will rupture from the inside from the shockwaves, even with your cockroach's carapace!" Bang! Ches was sent flying with another swing of the Overlord, and he tore a ten feet gash through the ground as he landed! "Woah!!!" Everyone watching was thrilled—they didn't think that Caleb was giving Ches a beatdown even with all the sweet toys he had! It was simply… unbelievable! Suddenly, Caleb was once again in the air above Ches. Blood God Order, Second Style—World Tremor! In a split second, the Overlord was unleashed at Ches with the terrible force of a world-splitting earthquake

An old man, clad in tattered robes, stepping forward with slow, measured steps. He stopped a few paces away, his gaze settling on Elior. “I know you,” the man rasped. “You are the one who shattered the Throne.” The man’s name was Orris, one of the last survivors of Dawnfire. He had seen the sky break, had felt the change ripple through the land. “The First King built the Throne for a reason,” he said. “It was never just a seat of power. It was a cage.” A chill ran through Elior.