Novel & Cerita Pulp Fiction Divine Intervention

In an instant, they traded over a dozen blows, and Caleb was sent flying as there was just too huge a gap in cultivation! And when he slammed painfully into the ground, he bounced repeatedly and tore through solid earth! "Woah!" Everyone, including Soless, Lisa, and Martial, gasped in shock, not expecting that the white-clad geezer was a Sage. Then why didn't he intervene when Oner was getting killed? However, they didn't have time to wonder as the geezer had leaped toward Caleb. With Soless and Lisa kept at bay by the purple-robed hag and Martial by Vastic Chor himself, they couldn't make it to him at all!

He was wearing dark colored pants and a hood over his head. "Who are you and what do you want?" Divine said with intensity. The individual quickly turned around and threw a dagger at him. He deflected it and subdued him quickly, the others helping. The assailant then stuck a dart on Divine's abdomen. "You are still going to die, alpha."

Princess of Blood Thorn smiled and took out a Divine Demon's soul. This Saint Demon was a little nervous. He was the one who had just called Princess of Blood Thorn trash. "What did you just say about me?" Princess of Blood Thorn asked slowly. "Ah, I said you are... ah!" Before the Divine Devil could finish his words, he was roasted by a red flame, which kept steaming. His Divine Soul was surging, and he was extremely unstable. He was about to explode! Just as he was about to explode, Princess of Blood Thorn raised her hand and put his Divine Soul into her mouth.

In an instant, like a pesky fly being swatted away, Philbert along with his protective divine weapon were both sent flying into the void, their fates unknown! The plaza fell into an eerie silence as the crowd witnessed that scene. Especially the elders from various major sacred lands; they never expected that Adrian would personally intervene for his disciples. After a moment of silence, a huge tidal wave of sounds erupted. "Wow! Old Adrian is still alive?" "My goodness, this semi-immortal actually intervened for Severin." "Bluerealm will never be the same again…"

With the number of balls falling from above, it looks like their standing became a swimming pool. Divine angrily turned to the men. “Who interfered with the controller?” The men straightened up and pointed at Efron and Anthony at the same time. Divine just scratched her forehead before starting to walk even though she was having a hard time due to the dense balls that now have no light due to the fact that it all died. None of them even dared to spoke while watching Divine having a hard time with fiddling with the half-size phone controller. In the midst of the silence and only the trees swaying due to the cold wind, Larkspur cleared his throat to ask Austin.

“Ah-” “How is this possible?” “The Divine Envoy was actually punctured! I can’t believe it. The current Divine Envoys are powerful demon immortals. Their power exceeds most Immortal masters! So how did that Rockefeller guy defeat him? What tricks did he pull?” The Millers shrieked, their eyes widened, unable to believe what they were witnessing. This result was way too unexpected. They brought the Divine Envoy along to take Alex’s life, yet the Divine Envoy was injured because of this.

Kill presents me with the documents, and I start reading, and I can feel my blood boil. “What the fuck?” I let out, throwing the papers in the rubbish bin, “There’s no fucking way in hell this is not happening”, I say, and Killian nods his head. “Why not? There’s the only way this is going to work”, Christian junior says and his dad looks any him, confused. “What is going on?”. He asks as he grabs the papers and reads through he turns to face his son and smacks his hand straight on his face. Both Ash and Everly gasp and place their hands in front of their mouths.

Dad was not convinced by his apology, and he stationed one of his men right outside the door while he told his men to be on alert. A few minutes later, we were all seated in the church about to proceed with the wedding; there was no sight of Francesco anywhere. Dad was already worried, but I was silently praying that the monster died on his way to the church. I turned to the side, but there was no sight of any of Ricci's men. I became uneasy; that monster was up to something, but I just couldn't tell what. Dad was still standing with the priest talking when we heard the sound of a gunshot. I bent my head immediately. I turned around only to see Dad on the floor, and the lifeless body of the

I was ready to confront the truth, to seek clarity even if it meant shattering the illusion I had clung to for so long. ------- Divine's POV: As I lay in the hospital bed, I couldn't help but ponder the tumultuous journey that had led me to this point. The room felt sterile and suffocating, a microcosm of the emotions swirling within me. The loss of my father, the revelation of my pregnancy, and the tumultuous relationships in my life created a whirlwind of uncertainty and pain. A conversation with Ronald, my most significant source of happiness and pain, loomed. His presence in the room felt simultaneously comforting and unsettling, a testament to the complexity of our connection. I address

"He kept saying Pete had changed." The words lingered heavily in the room. "He told me revenge had consumed him so completely that he was beginning to justify decisions he never would have accepted years earlier. Paschal believed Pete was losing the ability to distinguish justice from vengeance." Victor reached into the folder and removed a folded sheet of paper. "I still remember exactly what he said before leaving." His voice softened as memory overtook him.