Revenge Of The Iron-blooded Sword Hound Webnovel Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

Strength flows back into my arms and legs. Sin’s words float into my mind… ‘Who’s going to stop me? You?’ Yeah, motherfucker. Me. The Goddess damned contingency plan of Blood River is going to stop you from mass murder. Even if it means I become collateral damage. I scream as I sprint toward him, ready to skewer him with my sword. He leans forward grabbing my shoulder with his powerful jaws. I feel the agonizing crunch before my body feels the pain. I lift the sword with my other hand and jam it deep into his gut. Obsidian reels back and begins to shift back to human form. I fight the nausea and drag my body up onto one knee, holding my arm over my waist to protect my broken shoulder. I feel

I strike, but just as I'm about to pounce, Jay leaps at me, his claws tearing into my flesh. I howl with rage, feeling the sting of his claws as I struggle to regain my footing. I charge forward once again, going for his neck with all my might. I sink my teeth in, biting deeper than before, and Jay crumples to the ground, a pool of blood forming around him. As I stand there, panting and covered in blood, I can feel my body changing back to my original form. I watch as both pets bleed out, and my thirst for revenge is finally sated. I had gotten my pound of flesh, and now I await patiently Hudson’s arrival.

They could use the magic that was giving them an advantage. Katherine saw one of the young warriors, who got hit with a spell that disoriented him. The witch was running to finish him off. Katherine, in a swift move, jumped before the wolf and ripped off the witch's hand. The attacked woman fell on the ground screaming in agonizing pain, but Katherine cut it with her claws, piercing her heart.

Dan screamed loudly as dark blood gushed out instantly,The claws dug deeper into his skin as Dan’s body shook violently from the pain. Alpha Klein never looked away from him,he fixed his enormous eyes towards him.. “I saw something…” Dan forced out painfully as the pressure lessened slightly,Alpha Klein released him slowly. “I only saw war coming her way,” Dan breathed heavily. “The second thing… wasn’t clear.” Alpha Klein’s eyes darkened further. “What second thing?” Dan swallowed hard. “She…” his lips trembled. “I think she was reborn.” For a second…he paused Then Alpha Klein burst into a dark laughter as the sound echoed through the forest.

He raises a gloved hand. And the bullet stopped in the air. Sheraphina’s eyes widened. Elias’s expression darkened —he knew them. Julius cursed under his breath. The man lowers his hand and turns toward Sheraphina. His voice was calm. Authoritative. Deadly familiar. “Miss Vale… It’s time you learned the truth about your bloodline.”

But there was no sword! 'W-What the fuck is happening!? I didn't release control of it!' The Vampire could see the Human smiling through the visor of his plate armor, reveling in in the Vampire's confusion. He couldn't resist feeling almost euphoric looking down at his now defenseless enemy. Realizing the danger he found himself in the Vampire used his own blood to summon another blood sword into his hands taking another quick swing at the Human. !!! Only for the same thing to happen once again. The Hound's grin now growing out of control. "Die blood sucker!' The Hound cried striking out with his own sword decapitating the Vampire.

“Come then, bitch.” We collided. His sword slashed against my fur, as pain flared along my shoulder, but my jaws clamped down on his arm, crunching through metal until the taste of iron and blood filled my mouth. His painful shout filled the night. I threw him back, his body crashing against the stones. His men rushed forward, but I continued fighting, claws tearing into flesh and armor alike. Bodies fell and screams filled the air. The bond tugged again, it was faint but there. He was alive, he was weak, but alive. My heart surged with relief and more fury. He had bled for me, and now I would burn the world for him.

I stretched my hand, grabbed the sword, and swivelled my body in mid-air, making a perfect hero's skill. I landed on the ground, and I felt my muscles urging me to fight. I can feel my whole body aching for war, ready to shed blood. I am ready to show them what they just did to me, to get revenge and to teach them that no one messes with Rey Reed and goes Scot free. I unsheathed the sword from its housing, and I was awed by its sight. It was different from any other sword I had ever seen. It is glowing red, instead of the normal white.