Novel & Cerita Overlord Volume 10

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE: MY HUSBAND ROSE’S POV Even though two weeks have passed, it doesn't seem like it has been that long. It's because, despite the fact that not much has transpired, it feels like a lot has. Uncle Raven ordered his men to begin his assault on the British as promised. It was vicious and callous, just like a person. Only two of our men died, whereas more of their men did.

“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.

Thea frowns confusedly, tilting her head slightly. “Yeah.” I shrug. “Weird, I know, but that girl is full of surprises. Nothing surprises me when it comes to her anymore…” “Unbelievable.” Thea stays beside me and Ivy as we watch our enemies burn in the huge fire one by one. With every body that’s thrown into the pyre a weight is lifted from my shoulders. We won this war. Despite all odds, we actually won. We were heavily outnumbered. There were over thirty Undeads on Cornelia’s side and only four on ours, according to Thea.

The guy flinched back in fear. His mind recalled the lost battle. And suddenly he realized where he was and how he ended up there. "S...Silvia?" The man tried and pretended to be unaware but Hunter wasn't having it. With a low growl, his claws extended out and he grabbed that guy's throat letting his claws pierce his skin causing blood to ooze out. "She... She was a seer who helped Alpha Alonso win all the battles," The guy said fearfully.

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Rojan said and gestured to Aragon, who had been quiet the whole time. "How were you able to accomplish it?" He directed his question to him. The elder cleared his throat and finally spoke "Eight hundred years ago, the amortal realms were ravaged with wars. A lot of power tussle ensued and the desire for supremacy constituted conflicts across various planes. Many soldiers had lost themselves to a madness after experiencing continuous violence and bloodshed on the battlefield. Their beast became traumatized, was consumed with rage and aggression." Wayne digested this information. So, the insanity that had ravaged him was nothing new or strange. It had happened to others as well in the past whe

Being a true blood meant the young alpha was not only stronger, he was faster more articulate with heightened sense, and healed faster than anyone else and by the age of 20, the young true blood excelled and was granted the title General. Currently, Daniel was in his room shrouded in an eerie silence, only the soft sound of chirping crickets could be heard. Daniel had his eyes fixed on a distant point as he let out a deep sigh. His chest rose and fell with the slow, frustrated breath, his shoulders sagging slightly under the weight of his own annoyance. He rubbed his temples, as he felt the tension build up in his head. Who was that lady? Why did she have such a powerful effect on him? He co

I smiled as I stuck my hand out to the old man, who looked it over for just a moment before taking it, only to press a kiss to my knuckles with a grin. Xavier shifted his weight uncomfortably beside me, and I looked up at him, only to see him glaring absolute daggers at the old man. I couldn't help but to grin as Nova giggled in my head. I think someone is feeling a little territorial. She told me, and with the look Xavier was shooting the poor old man, I could definitely agree with that one. I quickly took hold of Xavier's hand with my free one, giving it a squeeze to see if I could distract him, but Arthur had already caught his glare. Although to my surprise, the old man didn't back away

The load had shifted overnight, not heavier, but sharper. Where it had once pressed evenly across his awareness, now it gathered in narrow bands, exact and insistent. Yield did not mean collapse. It meant controlled release. He understood that in theory. Understanding it in the body was different. Morning assembly moved without incident. Cadence held. Lines stayed clean. But Elias noticed the micro-delays now—the fraction of a second where bodies waited to see if he would adjust, if he would absorb. He had become a reference point whether he consented or not.

“I’m glad you understand this Oliver. His too close presence vanished just as quick as it had become close. He was at a corner now, his jaw hardened and his gaze at a plain wall. “You both will grow into love, just as your mother and I did. Our both packs will merge, strengthening our armies, multiplying our resources, leaving us more than prepared against rogue attacks.” He stopped to take a breath and added, “There has been reports on something strange. Most said it's the rogues growing more powerful and had somehow placed their hands on some…magic.”