Slime Slayer: From Zero To Black Steel King Novels & Stories

But as I did, another recruit kicked my legs out from under me from behind. ​I crashed hard onto my left side, the impact jarring my already bruised ribs. A blinding flare of agony exploded through my torso, completely stealing my ability to draw breath. I lay there, gasping like a fish out of water. ​The broad-shouldered recruit stepped over me, his massive frame blocking out the weak light. "It's finally over, slave." ​He raised his practice sword high above his head, preparing to bring it down for a final, crushing blow.

He called me again. "You’re my dearest daughter," he said, but in my chest I felt a sharp knife pressed as if my soul screamed 'no', "the one who will bring victory to heaven, the one who will defeat the cruel black king who took humans as nothing but slaves. You are the one who will set them free" he spoke every time and even if I tried to leave, even if I wanted to deny, my eyes would shine in gold, my body would rise to the heavens in front of that cathedral - and in my body it would leave one more mark. Your brand.

"Look!" Her eyes snapped open and fixated itself on the grave. "It's moving! It's moving!" Sure enough, the earth covering the grave was trembling; rising and falling. "Oh merciful Zeus," she murmured, scared for her fate and that of her husband at the hands of their people. "Watch out!" The grave burst open and a clawed hand flashed out. "Blood suckers! The emperor is a blood sucker!" Another clawed hand, then a leg and in a flash, Sebastian leaped out the grave, his skin pale as a corpse, his eyes bloodshot and dangerous.

They towered over me from their height, a little demeaning smirk on their lips. "Bring the weapons." The king ordered and trays were brought with numerous weapons like swords, daggers, spears and many others laying like precious jewels. I chose two swords and a dagger to cut open a slit in the skirt of my dress to make it more comfortable for the situation. "Start!" The king barked.

I had seen Ryker's mother do this before. "Rise," the deep, cold voice called out, and I finally dared to stare into the eyes of Alpha Slade Blackwood of the New Blood Pack. Now I knew where Thane got those eyes from, though his father's were a different shade. Alpha Slade was huge, almost as tall as Thane, and it was easy to tell that he had been good-looking at his prime. His hair which must have been once black, now had streaks of grey, he didn't look any less powerful though.

Blake Once I depart from Savage's former pack territory, I go on a journey back to my kingdom, eager to share the impending news with my loyal demonic warriors. As the King of Hell, my reign had begun from the very moment I entered this world, but it was my mother Skyler who had ruled over the fiery realm until I was ready to assume the throne. Thus, it is at the tender age of sixteen that I officially ascended to the position of the ruler of hell, ready to embrace the responsibilities and challenges that lay ahead.

CHAPTER 40 ALPHA LEO In a few hours I would be facing King Gabriel but for now, I want to face the New slave I have, Tina. I am preparing her to infiltrate King Gabriel's pack and there were things I need to teach her. This was my Plan B.

The Lord looked into the dark eyes with unimaginable tenderness and longing. - You haven't forgiven. Why? - he whispered in despair. William, whose soul was filled with the essence of the Black Moon Goddess, remained silent. The young man moved aside the hand that held the hilt of the Night Raven. A swing of the black sword - and the king's head rolled along the bloody floor. The headless body collapsed, dousing the brunette in scarlet splashes and leaving streaks of blood on his skin. William's face showed indifference. He looked at the corpse of the tyrant who had poisoned their lives for so many years. The villain whom they did not dare to hope for, but dreamed of defeating, and made an a

And now, they are slowly gaining strength back. “We have gotten rid of the Freedom. But it seems like they managed to create a more advanced version. The perfected version.” I stared at all the limping soldiers getting back on their feet, and how their eyes turned all black and their veins protruding out of their skin.