Paladin Of The End Novels & Stories

It was a very special day, the sun was out, the weather was great, and holy dendelions with the hint fragrance of vanilla was scattered all over the Kingdom of Alvarez. It was the coronation day, for the one and only, the chosen priest who will inherit the Power of Light . Everyone is celebrating, the Kingdom is covered with the people's smile. Noise filled the Kingdom, as people were enjoying the celebration. Today is the day, the Kingdom will now have its new protector. The Power of Light that have been in silence for thousand of years is now active and have chosen its new owner.

Nelanian nodded in agreement, recalling what he had been chanting earlier that day as he descended the hills. “Well, my name is Zegrath Reid, Former Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, and I am the Hundred and Sixth to hold the title,” the old man remarked as he turned to face the road that led back to his house. “The Council of The Watchers assigned me to be your mentor, but I can't keep teaching you while you squander my energy by erasing your memories every time. Find another mentor; I'm done with you; and you may tell The Watchers that I quit the next time you meet with them,” the old man stated. He started walking back to his house.

Ryley had made the words of the oracle to be true when he fought the demon and rescued Valen, his foreign mate. Now... It was Zander's time to prove it. Indeed the same of the sort was happening. Once again there were mysterious appearances of creatures. Some unidentifiable threats. Yet again an enemy was lurking outside their house waiting to snatch away Zander's mate just like how the demon of the nights, Zalreth, did. It was once again going to be a phase of trial. This time not for the pack's alpha. For the Paladin Alpha. It was his turn this time to taste the potion of fear and dread. Face the haunting darkness and kick off the hurdles. Once again the sky was going to turn dark.

But in the end, it is an inevitable fact, that all these alternatives lead me to the same destination: Azael is not coming.

Jayden said while intentionally buying the time for Engram’s spell to wear off, “I heard those whose born from non-soulmates parents will end up as a paladin. They would be stronger physically than average omega but cannot cast powerful spells as pure breed omega should.” The alpha King was slowly approaching the omega prince, while Engram was chanting a spell. “Also, I heard that paladins are born mateless because they harbored the sin of their parents,” Jayden said the most uncomfortable truth that Engram wished he would never hear again. “Is it why you want to claim our mate? Because you don't deserve to have one, correct?”

It was his most skillful elite force and officers that he had trusted for over a couple of decades. The upper grand is composed of six strong and skillful paladins; Silver, Winter, Walter, Aetos, Lupus and Albedo. While the lower grand is composed of the high-ranking soldiers and mages; Hamlet, Rebecca, Tempo, Erythro, Nemesis and Wyre.

He dared not stay long in the Endlos for fear of triggering the restriction. The young man continued to elaborate on the latest happenings in the Endlos. “Currently, there are several cultivators who have achieved the Chaos Completare Rank across the Endlos. One of them is Zaden Dalibor, the new lord of Endlos. Madam Thea, the Human Raceʼs matron, and Taran Zach have also advanced into the Chaos Completare Rank.”

In his hand was a spear made of pure sunlight, the weapon of a Council Paladin. "Found you," the giant boomed. His voice sounded like grinding metal. Jax, the General, didn't hesitate. He swung his massive axe, but the Paladin moved with impossible speed. With a flick of his spear, he sent Jax flying into the stone wall. Jax hit the ground and didn't move. "General!" I screamed. Zade stood up, his shadows flaring, but his body was still weak from the poison. He stepped in front of me, his fangs bared. "You’re a long way from the Capital, tin man."

“The first Adam, and once a deity in his own accord, chosen by the flame of Leo that holds the seven flames of existence. The prince and her knight, Raiden Cross.” With the truth that she now holds and the tarots that pertain to the two, everything ended as the words echo. “Well then, how will you end this world of yours, Pauleen?”

"No. That's dumb. During the great hunt, Witches gave up their abilities to hide and those who didn't left the Kingdom. I can boldly say there isn't a single witch in Nodith. Plus these sigils aren't ancient." "Okay. Does that help us find the culprit?" "I hate your guts but you're right. However, I do have a clue who might have done this." "Who?" I inquired. "A paladin." "What? The order?" "God! How stupid are you? The order are retired paladins like myself who believe humanity and supernaturals can coexist as one but one has to rethink these days." I ignored her insult and focused on the bone of our conversation. "So why would you think a paladin would do this?"