Overlord Light Novel Volume 16 Novels & Stories

Isolde, perceptive as always, noticed the worry etched on my face. “Agnes,” she began gently, her eyes filled with concern, “what troubles you? You look as though you’ve seen a ghost.” I sighed, unable to keep the troubling vision to myself. “It’s Elder Magnus. I asked him to glimpse into the future, to see what awaits us if we go to war against King Crowell.” Isolde’s brows furrowed with worry. “And what did he see?” I recounted Elder Magnus’s words, the bleak and haunting images he had described. “He saw death, Isolde. Destruction and the end of our sacred order. It’s a future filled with darkness.”

"He took my life, my identity, and now he's living with my name, my degrees. How can I just let that go?" I gave his back a comforting pat and met his gaze. "In a few days, when the weird end of days rolls in, we'll make him pay." Jim gave a small nod, his skin cooling down, no longer fired by my blood. Right then, I noticed something odd, the weak Haunts that had barely any strength were suddenly frantically feasting on my leftover blood. Their once translucent bodies filled with vigor as they started to circle and swoop around me. "I've got a plan!"

When his eyes met mine, he looked away quickly. Guilt. Something was wrong. Vania woke slowly. When she learned she was pregnant, her hand flew to her belly. For just an instant, panic flickered across her eyes. Then she smiled. A wide, triumphant smile. This was not right. Before I could think further, Drakon's voice thundered through the hall. "The gods favor me!" he roared. "I will father a golden dragon!" King Theron was overjoyed. He ordered chests of the finest treasures sent to the Crown Prince's chambers.

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.

Back to the present… “Clay-brained orc,” Erriene murmured to the empty room. He closed his eyes and breathed one more time. Alarick’s scent was still in the room, making his head spin. A leathery smell, mixed with an animalistic scent. It had something to do with his confidence. Alarick had a presence that often muddled his string of thoughts. His figure much reminded him of Fourthly, the ogre that worked in the well who had a thick neck and broad shoulders like a bull.

We just needed the boost from their blood to knock Adam out more effectively. We had stored enough blood to dramatically win the war that was coming. The Moon and the Light Kingdom may have the numbers, but we had the magic. Magic is strong enough to overthrow two kingdoms if we played our cards right. Only eighty magical beings and enhanced vampires almost won a battle two months ago against two hundred plus Light Kingdom soldiers, that is until that blasted Ancient Dragon bastard came in to screw it all up. He will be dealt with. “You,” I pointed to the vampires left. “Scout out, find Odessa. Kill anyone who gets in your way. Bring her back, and you will be handsomely rewarded.” They smile

At the same time, an introduction appeared in David’s mind. After Divine Realm would be Overlord Realm. Overlord Realm was also divided into three ranks. The first rank of the Overlord Realm was Supreme Overlord Rank, the Ancient Overlord Rank, and finally Heavenly Overlord Rank. “So, it turns out that Overlord Realm is after Divine Realm. I wonder what is after Overlord Realm?” David murmured. Now, he could be regarded as someone halfway into Overlord Realm.

“You stopped being my brother the moment you sacrificed everything for power. You’re a monster now, nothing more.” The Overlord’s fury reached a fever pitch, his hands trembling with raw, dark energy. He knew he was going to lose. His power was fading, his amulet destroyed, and now, even his closest ally had turned against him. But in his desperation, he wasn’t done. With a snarl, the Overlord thrust his hand forward, dark magic spiraling toward Alisa and the beta with terrifying speed. I barely had time to react, but Rolan did. Without a moment’s hesitation, he threw himself in front of Alisa, his body shielding her from the oncoming blast.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

At that moment, Caleb promptly pressed his advantage and leaped on top of Ches' chest while holding the Overlord high above his head. "Time to die!" He laughed savagely and swung the Overlord downward! Screams echoed from the stands as they watched in horror. "Oh no!" "Shit, Ches is so dead!" Clang! However, that was when a loud clang echoed like the clash of matters, and everyone was left gaping at the blinding golden radiance. "T-That's the Crawfords' Overlord Bloodline!" Someone gulped, disbelief showing all over his face. Indeed, in the debris that was the fighting ring, Caleb's great sword had been thrust into the blinding golden light, but the light seemed to stop it from being pressed