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Elara closed her fingers around the leaf. “But not the network.” A deep vibration moved through the ground. Far away, one of the worlds flashed red. Then another. Then another. Five lights appeared across the sky. One for each world. Seren whispered, “They're waking up.” Elara looked at her. “Who?” Seren shook her head. “I don't know.” The ancient tree suddenly released a final leaf. Unlike the others, this one was completely black. Elara caught it. A message appeared. ORIGINAL SYSTEM: OFFLINE.

“I am proud of myself, Kaida. It was no small feat.” “Well, enjoy your victory while it lasts. You won’t be celebrating for long. You might be immortal, but I believe you can still die.” “Tsk, tsk, little wolf. You cannot kill me. I thought I made that point clear.” “Maybe I can’t, but you said something interesting the last time we met—you’d be gone when the god of light has no more use for you.” “I see you were taking notes.” "Yes, I was. The Empresses all believe that destroying the Demon Overlord is their 'calling.' But what happens after that? Will the god of light finally cast you aside as well?"

(Elijah) Although her voice were calm and had a tinged of caring in it, only Mies knew that she were actually angry at him. “[…..We found the Lich, the threat of the Lich has been neutralized…but another thing rise up…We encounter another Overlord in this place…Overlord of the Underwater, Chutullusia…wait, I’ll send a photo of it…there do you got it?…]..”. (President Mies)

Nova unfolded the cloth and read what was written there first, and her face made no expression at all while she read it, which was itself an expression of a particular kind. "Read it," Kael said, low and direct. She handed the cloth to me without speaking, and I held it in both hands while the moonlight did its uncertain best to illuminate the words pressed into the fabric in thick, dark ink above the stamp of a red wax crown. The message was clear and required no interpretation and was designed to require none. Deliver Nova of the Omega blood and Kael of the Alpha line by the time the sun has fully risen from the horizon. Kneel before the Crown Guard, and the remainder of your pack will be

The Warlord hadn’t returned—not yet—but his staff had begun to circle her like vultures, as if they sensed how quickly her blood was warming to the rhythm of his realm. Sometimes she thought she could still feel him—like the brush of breath against her neck, the ghost of heat curling behind her ear. Have you ever seen a dragon’s rut? The memory made her jaw lock. It lingered on her skin like smoke. Like prophecy. The chamber doors opened.

The doctor just gave him a knowing smile and proceeded out the door. Dayanne, as he heard from the convenience manager awhile ago, is already breathing steadily when he went closer and sat beside her bed. Her brown locks scattered around her pillow. The wounds are already covered with gauges but her blood's scent still lingers. He could not explain the extreme attraction of her scent on him. But he's starting to feel possessive of her. He tried to consult their elders. They all agreed that she must be a part royal. Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality.

Caught off guard, Elder Noble stammered, “I, I, I’m just going back to my chambers. You should head back; the tranquility of these corridors is…scary.” Isolde’s response was anything but reassuring. Her smile, cold and calculating, sent a shiver down his spine. “Then let’s fill it with your screams,” she remarked casually, her words laced with a sinister intent. Before Elder Noble could react, Isolde’s hand shot out, gripping his shoulder with a strength that surprised him. The world seemed to blur for a moment, and then a searing pain radiated from his neck. His eyes widened in horror as he felt the sharp, biting sensation of a blade penetrating his flesh.

"Lords of the Underground Black Angel, Samael, Bringer of death, the venom of God Lady of the succubus, oh divine Lilith, The first wife of Adam, Lucifer's bride. Hear the Call! Give us access To the caves of the Underground, Let us look for one of your creation! A succubus demon named Nadir..." Almost simultaneously, their minds wandered to the Underworld, in search of Miguel's beloved. It was as if they put on the virtual reality goggles and entered the world of an RPG game with the plot set in Hell. Everything was so realistic you could really feel as if you had come down to the Underworld, even though they were still sitting in Miguel's living room. Each of them focused on not overlookin

The Battle Force manual was pointless to them and was lucky to be auctions off for two or three hundred gold coins. In any case, Charade recollected that Lorist was gathering Battle Force manuals for research purposes to get through the Iron position. Furthermore, Lorist contributed most to the past battle and took care of five of the burglars himself. Had it not been for Lorist's capacities, they would be frustrated battling off seven Silver positioned soldiers of fortune. Thus, the remainder of the gathering came to a consistent choice and chose to give Lorist the Battle Force manual.

I am in another world, but the fact that I have no friends here too makes me feel inferior, wishing that I could meet someone with whom I can share stories and waves of laughter in this kind of place. I stopped on my track as soon as I remembered that I should go to the Headmistress’ office for the orientation. Professor McLaren and Dr. Foster cannot accompany me due to prior commitments. So, they instructed me to walk straight ahead and look for an old structure. But how can I find it if the buildings in this place were all designed anciently? I pulled the book that Dr. Foster had given me from my bag. I tried to search for a map and smiled when I found it. My smile faded and was replaced b