Overlord Light Novel Volume 4 Novels & Stories

Larry looks back; “I will miss nothing about this world.” Spreading out his arms, he’s about to lean forward; when someone pulls him back, he falls backward. “Are you so weak that the first sign of trouble you decide to end your life?” This is a familiar voice; it's deep. Looking up is the bright sun, and he sees a tall, dark figure standing over him. Holding his hand in front of his eyes to block out the sun, he sees a hand; as he reaches out to the hand, it pulls him up like a feather.

“You carry the Veilblade. You came seeking answers. You walked willingly into the maw of fate. And now, you will understand what it truly means.” Elior braced himself as the world darkened. The throne room shattered, and suddenly, he was standing somewhere else. A battlefield. Blood soaked the earth, bodies littered the ground. Soldiers clashed—werewolves, warriors, kings—all of them caught in an endless war. And in the center of it all, the First King stood, wielding a blade that pulsed with dark energy. The same energy that now coiled around Elior’s own weapon. Elior staggered back, breath catching. “This—this is—”

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.

In a flash, the Overlord shattered the mirage that Terra's sword conjured as Caleb thrusted the greatsword into his neck! Then, at the very next instant, Caleb pulled out the Overlord and reached Deniz, raising it high above and swinging it down at Deniz viciously! World Burial Sword—Skybreaker! Boom!!! The explosion of violent energy blew everything apart, including Deniz's saber! Then, the Overlord reached his right shoulder, slicing through him diagonally in half! Shank! The pungent scent of blood and innards wafted throughout the colosseum, and everyone was so silent this time one could hear a pin drop.

“With this wine, and with the foremost permission of the Alpha Lords, I hereby hand over to the new Djhord the Staff of the Gods. May the Alpha Supreme bless..." It was but for a moment, but that precious moment could not be over estimated. The Sheikh exploded from the corner and struck the Alpha Lothaire, just as he stretched out his hand to receive the Staff. Chaos broke out as the Alpha’s brother, Ziegler, strikes Jamura to prove his innocence of the accusation.

In addition, she had filled the basket with plenty of tasty drinks that tasted like fruit juice. It was everything one could possibly want if they were going to lie on a blanket in the beautiful summer sun and read a book about elven history. I lay down on my stomach, placing the book in front of me. It was large and heavy. Just for fun, I flipped to the back—there were no fewer than four hundred and forty-nine pages in the book. And that was only volume one! I wondered how many volumes there were in total. I opened the big book and could smell the traces of time in it. All I hoped for was that it wouldn’t be too dry to read.

She moaned, her breathing paced as her wanton moans filled my room, my cock twitching, ready to fuck every bad memory out of her. Octavia tried to pull the shirt she was wearing off but it was just one shirt, I can replace it with thousands more and with that, I ripped the clothes off of her until she was standing completely naked in front of me. “You’re perfect.” I growled as I kissed my way down, my lips, tongue and teeth lingering on her nipples before going further down, worshipping her body as I did. Fuck, she smells so good and I can’t wait to…. “OVERLORD! We have a problem!” A familiar voice suddenly called into my head, it was a mindlink that forced me to stop at once.

Maybe she got lucky that he saw her and took pity on her situation? Whatever it is... Clayton is a weird person. Despite his kind and concern facade. They were walking around the corner while Sydney is still blabbering as she saw a passing hot guy and told her of her fetish for Olive skinned guys. It was getting dark and Dayanne couldn't stop her panick attack. She's trying to relax but her chest became heavier. She's starting to breathe harshly and hardly. She clutched her chest and leaned her arms on her knees for support as she tried to catch her breath.

Will said, his voice filled with defeat. But I refused to give up. "We have to keep going. Our unity is our strength." With the last of my energy, I channeled all my power into one final attack. Cassie and Celina followed suit, and together, we unleashed a torrent of light and love into the core of the Dark Overlord. In a blinding burst of light, the darkness began to recede, and the entity let out a final, agonizing scream. And then, it was gone. The Dark Overlord dissipated, leaving behind only pure, radiant energy.

Andrius knew that he could not escape and summoned his Linebreaker Overlord. As the spear moved, heavenly fire ignited. The immortal essence in his body had burned to its limit. “Overlord’s Return!” With each sweep and thrust of his spear, countless lights exploded. The Linebreaker Overlord glowed with immense power, clashing with the eight Sentinels’ attacks and causing explosions to ring out. In just a few seconds, the area was filled with various explosions. Each wave was stronger than the last—the result of their continuous exchange of attacks and immortal essence collisions.