Revenge Of The Iron Blooded Sword Hound นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then, rose and stretched my sated limbs, satisfaction coursing through me. I glance toward the high window where dawn light bled pale across the sill. “What news do you have for me?” Hunter cleared his throat. “Everything is in place, my lord. Ironshards, snakebone bullets, and all the swords have been plated with dragonblood.” “Good. They know the orders. Serious damage: the kind that will take him months, even years, to recover from.” “Yes, my lord. Our assassins are already scouting positions.” I nodded, pleased.

Al perched on the hilt of his sword and pressed the blade to stick it into the ground with the help of his weight. The supergiant hellhound's head finally turned to ashes and stopped regenerating. Al breathed a sigh of relief. He drew his sword from the ground and caught up to join in attacking the supergiant hellhound's body that was still trying to fight even though it didn't have any head. The others saw Edmund burning the supergiant hellhound's neck with holy fire while Kyron was violently slashing the supergiant hellhound's stomach. Keefe was seen shooting healing water towards the wounds on the supergiant hellhound's body. Black blood continued to flow profusely from the giant dog beas

(At the Mansion) Erlin fought with all his might, his movements precise and efficient. His strength lay not in sorcery but in sheer skill. Yet, without his gear, his physical prowess was insufficient against someone who had studied him through countless realities. Each of Erlin’s movements, every dodge and counter, was etched into Hound’s memory, leading to a prophecy of defeat. As Erlin dropped his guard for a fraction of a second, Hound seized the opportunity. Summoning immense black flames and silver smoke, he launched an uppercut that sent Erlin’s head flying from his body, leaving only a smoldering skull attached to a burning spine.

Kael murmured. “From Veyris?” I asked. “Or someone else.” It happened fast—a sharp whistle cut through the air, and the hounds surged forward. Kael’s sword was in his hand instantly. Lucien’s daggers flashed in the moonlight. I gripped my staff, heart pounding. The first hound lunged at Kael, and he met it with a clean, brutal strike that sent it sprawling. Another came at me, its jaws snapping, but I swung my staff in a wide arc, catching it hard across the muzzle. It yelped and stumbled back.

Prepare to defend our home! Sophia felt a quiver run down her spine as the transforming forms into their wolf forms emerged, a feeling of dread, yet determination that this was a fight over what rightfully belonged to them-one that needed to be done. Though her heart bled for Daniel-how she wished she could reach him, pull him back from the darkness he seemed to fall into. Stay close to me, Sophia," Ash said, turning into his wolf form beside her. His fur glinted reassuringly in the moonlight. "We'll face this together."

It was a reminder that in the intricate dance of revenge, one could never be sure who might be watching—or waiting. Sitting at her desk, Aurora opened a new document. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard as she began to draft her next move. The plans she had laid out meticulously for months now needed to adapt to a changing landscape. Her heart, still racing from the adrenaline of her success, now beat with a new rhythm—a rhythm of caution and alertness. Every instinct told her that the game was far from over, and that the real battle had only just begun.

Henry kept raining punches on Alex as Alex's body became weak, coughing out blood, his body feeling almost lifeless. Tears flowed down Rachel's eyes seeing this scene, this was brutal, she knew Alex had to endure this pain so she could finish the car, quickly she rushed to the car jumping in from the top as there was no roof on the car, "turn on," she said, immediately an AI voice was heard, "welcome ma, switching on," Rachel didn't have time to be excited about the voice as the car headlights of the car turned on, the silent rumbling of the engine felt pleasant to Rachel, but she had no time to admire it as she took hold of the steering reversing the car, driving towards the men who were in

Her words only served to fuel the man's anger. "You killed my father, and you still dare to make excuses!" he snapped, advancing with the knife. Herman and Giselle were forced to step back. Just as I thought they were about to be attacked, Giselle spotted me in the crowd. She quickly raised her hand and pointed at me. "You've got the wrong person. She was the one performing the surgery that day."

My eyes went to the box laying on the table... The one I had wrapped with my own hand... I grabbed it and opened the box... The pendant was there... A sword with a Ruby... Mimicking the same charm she had given me years ago when I swore to protect her... She made me her knight.... It was made with rose gold because yellow gold doesn't suit her... I had known it from long ago... We were playing and she was complaining about a bracelet she couldn't wear because it was yellow gold... She hated it...