Rebirth Of A Star General นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That aura was something he knew well enough, and he remembered what it was. “The Red Star of Destruction, a Sovereign Star,” Chu Feng mumbled. His brother’s statement had been completed by him, for both knew what that was. It was a sun that had long been forgotten, but one that had never been absent. For it to appear in the world once again could only mean one thing: “There is a new Herald of Destruction. The Red Sun of Destruction has been able to form a contract with someone.” Chu Feng sighed. What greater sign of war was there than this?

"History says that it was The Freelancer who won the war, but three hundred years later, the Federal Union got it back and has governed the base until now." "Ah, I see. How about my death? Is there anyone crying for me?" "Answering, the entire army of 13th Division and General Allison was wrecked during your annihilation. Unable to get your full corpse, which was only left with the right arm and left leg, they could only make your tomb where you are currently awake from." "God, I was lucky. If there were no remains, I wouldn't be able to regenerate." She shuddered and was glad to be alive. She then remembers General Allison and her mecha squadron. She missed them before she put the memories

"We don't wear crests. We don't take names. We carry one oath." And all the soldiers echoed: "No chains. No crowns. Just fire Reborn." They pounded their chests in unison. A sound like thunder cracked through the air—not just from armor but from the awakening of something more profound—a presence stirred beneath the Citadel stones. The ground trembled. And far away, in Arion's tower, a mirror shattered. He turned slowly to his generals. "They've made a new army," he growled. "Built from my ashes." One of them asked, "Do we retaliate?"

Like a red steel needle, it plunged into his brain with a swoosh and poured oil on it. "Ah!" This time, the pain was countless times worse than before. It even tore the General's throat directly. When he spat out blood, his figure disappeared with the white light. But that shout made the faces of the remaining five generals extremely ugly. Caspian snorted coldly and looked at the remaining five generals. So what if the one that was sent back was alive? At the last moment, the general was attacked by the fierce Divine Sense. Even if he went back, he would become an idiot and a waste.

"Come on. We need to find Elias and break the curse on us." Mirabelle dug in her heels. "No, not unless you acknowledge this child!" "What child? Don't you dare ruin my son!" The two of them started fighting. All of a sudden, Marcus thought of something, ran to the side, and threw up. My assistant reminded me that I still had a business gathering to attend that evening. I'd had enough of this farce, so I ordered my bodyguards to kick them all out. … Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive.

Then I would make my decision. I know that once I got a second chance mate, I wouldn’t be getting another. Not unless the Goddess herself intervened on my behalf, which was doubtful. She had already helped me with the gifts that she had given me. I could never repay the biggest gift of all, by her allowing me to be reborn. I believe the gift she gave me, to be able to read minds, is a close second.

"Nadia, which one do you like? I've already trained them all for you. I lost my parents when I was young, and Grandpa raised me all by himself. All these years, he only had one wish: to see our family grow and thrive. My high-fertility genes made me the perfect candidate to make that happen. So, Grandpa brought in seven jacked jocks to get close to me. Athletes had the best stamina, especially when it came to that sort of thing, and these seven were handpicked from the best of the best. Every single one was a total animal, perfect for breeding. In my past life, I thought the same thing. Back then, I chose my favorite among them: Kyle Grant, the oldest. However, after the wedding, he showed h

“After that, Chairman Smith came to me, asking how he could stop the curse.” “A-And?” Chairwoman pressed, her voice tinged with nervous anticipation. The Shaman’s hand gently touched a small baby doll draped in a white cloth nearby. “The General told him that to break the curse, he had to resolve the resentment of the unborn child. The only way was to adopt an orphaned girl and raise her well. Only then would his fortune return.” I felt a chill run through me. My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation.

Kisa struggled to take out a bottle of pills, but when she remembered Gilbert's last sentence, she held onto the bottle without opening it. Gilbert told her he would give Howard the role back as soon as she was dead. So she thought this time he might be serious. After all, she was the one he really wanted to get back at, not Howard. She figured that all revenge would be over as soon as she died. Kisa had wanted to live and had fought hard for her life. But to this day, she suddenly did not understand the meaning of her efforts to live. She found she had achieved nothing but dragged her friends into it. Her beloved mother and child were all gone. Her only family, her father, and the man she l