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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

In the eastern continent, with the strength of the Leaf Sect and several other forces joining the alliance, they managed to hold their ground despite not defeating the demon army directly commanded by the right-hand general. From the central continent, news of the emergence of the ten generals could no longer keep the high ancestors of the superpowers idle. The ancestors at the peak of the celestial kings immediately rushed to every post to issue direct orders. Though battles raged everywhere, Long Chen's situation seemed calm, with no obstacles in his path. Though there were still some foolish sea monsters daring to do foolish things like attacking his ship. Long Chen, on the ship, gazed at

IF THIS IS A DEAD END, I AM GOING TO BUST RIGHT THROUGH IT! A scorching, unprecedented power detonated in the back of my mind. "Hey!" I screamed, ignoring Hudson's panicked shout to stay put, stepping entirely out of cover and exposing myself to the entire battlefield. Hearing my voice, every single raider instinctively turned to look at me. Instantly, the chaotic, deafening battlefield was violently paused. Every charging raider, every grinning killer, froze mid-step. The bloodlust drained from their eyes, instantly replaced by a glazed, fanatical obsession. They couldn't look away.

"Can anyone tell me what the heck just happened?" Udyr was alarmed and furious. Kyro, the Imperial City, wasn't far from the Odeist prefecture. Spies planted by the Jwealin high command in the Odeist prefecture had sent back a video. In the video, a giant whale blew away a hill with a single shot. Not only was Udyr alarmed, the ministers below him were also shocked. If every mechanical whale was so powerful, what would become of Jweali?

Seeing that a small group of warriors had assembled she assumed it was time for their routine morning training and just as she was about to leave she caught a glimpse of two men at the center of the crowd who were engaging in physical combat and one of them was none other than Daniel. The sight of the young alpha fighting took Penelope by surprise; she could feel the dominance oozing out of Daniel as he fought his opponent. It was like a play to him like his muscles had a mind of their own effortlessly gliding through the air which made it more interesting and captivating to watch. Penelope watched as Daniel fought, taking note of all the praises from other warriors and omegas who were swoon

Behind her, she felt it before she heard him. Heat. Power. Breath. And then—voice. “You are not ready to leave.” His voice was low, almost quiet, but the sound of it vibrated through the walls like it was born from the mountain itself. She turned slowly, her body trembling. The Warlord stood at the end of the corridor. He wore only a long black robe, open and hanging loose around his hips, revealing the breadth of his scarred, scaled chest. His bare feet were silent against the stone. He looked more myth than man—effortless, commanding, as calm as if he’d been expecting her.

Patting the vampire’s shoulders with a hint of danger in his action, Zoey asked, “How about we attack Skullis first? After all, you helped the fairies attack us. It is only fair that we return your kindness, don’t you think?” “Okay, I think you are being hasty with your words, gentlemen, I-” The Overlord's attempt to get out of that ugly situation failed. Beta Zoey was not ready to let him go. While he continuously tapped the man's shoulder, he said, “I think you should stop talking, Overlord Zamar. I am already thinking about ending your life. For some reason, I can’t stop thinking about beheading you. But then, things never work that way, do they?”

My palms landed on his smooth chest, and I dug in my nails in aggravation. He growled in his throat and flexed his chest muscles beneath my grip. “Did you like that?” I asked. Eying him warily. “Very much.” He swatted the back of one of my buttocks. “Do it again.” *** In his chamber in the tower, Warlord, The Commander of the Mage’s Guild in this wing of the castle glanced at the slave girl in his bed. Bound to one bed post but fast asleep from her exertions. Well warranted asleep.

"And I want the night to last forever. Our interests align. His gates will flood this world with primal energy. Magic will return as the dominant force. And my children will inherit the eternal dark." Amy stepped forward, her dual blades forming instinctively. "You want to turn the world into a buffet." The Overlord's smile showed perfect, sharp teeth. "I prefer to think of it as... restoring the natural order. Predator and prey." "Enough talk," Classy said, crouching and touching the ground. The concrete surged up, forming a barrier between them and the Overlord. "You want a fight? Let's fight." Windwalker clapped from his perch. Bravo! Straight to the action!