Novel & Cerita Solo Leveling Antares

‎ Orion lowered his head, a growl rumbling as he prepared for the next charge, ready to die if he had to, but he would not go down quietly, and he would not go down alone. ***

“Alright, let’s do this. But don’t expect this to go smoothly.” He dials the number and puts it on speaker. The phone rings a few times before we hear a deep, gravelly voice answer. “Vega.” “Arkyn, it’s Nero Leonetti,” my brother says, his voice low and authoritative. “We need to talk. It’s about Legacy.” There’s a pause on the other end of the line, and I can almost feel the tension coming through the phone. “What about him?” Arkyn finally growls. His voice is thick with irritation, like he’s already pissed off before we’ve even gotten to the real conversation.

I rolled my eyes, “if only you'd paid attention I won't have to be in this situation right now.” “That's why I'm your beta” he said smugly, “I have Beta privileges” “That's not a thing,” I said bluntly. “It is now.” He shrugged. “Stop making shit up and enforcing them on me” “It's all love, Alpha. There's plenty more to pass around.” “Ew. No, hard pass.” “Well…” he trailed off. “Right. Antares is the human of Aragon. Just like my wolf is Eden and yours is—”

Luckily, the docks were not as busy as she had thought. Though it was 1am, the time when ships docked and cargo were unloaded. There were only a few ships docked and left unattended at the port. Atarah had her hood up. The blackout helped her face hidden from the few people who were already there. She spotted the white long ship with Antares’s flag on the head of it and walked towards it. There were four men attending the ship, their faces gloomy and empty bottles of whiskey kept neatly aside on the deck. Atarah stomped her feet on the deck, making as much noise as she could to wake them up. One man looked at the stranger, making a noise at 1 am. He put down the box and walked towards her. “

’ Rogue thought trying to figure out a plan of action, he knew if he decided to fight Antares in close quarters he would lose due to the vast difference in their strength. Antares seeing the momentary hesitation in Rogue's mobility, jumped towards the ground, he smashed on the terrain destroying it and held a gigantic slab of earth which he had uprooted and he hurled it towards Rogue at high speeds. Rogue snapped out of his musing when he saw the slab, he had no time to counter it. The only thing he was left with was to block that attack, he bent his legs and crossed his arms before him as the slab smashed into him and scattered into many pieces.

Then he came forward again, he tried to get rid of the other people who came here. "Lylee, get on the bridge!" Antares gave the order firmly. He still calls me by that name. "Why should I do it?" "Hurry up!" cried Antares again. Just like that, I ran, then I climbed onto the high railing of the bridge. Goddamn it, the river is deep. If I fell there, I could die from drowning. "Jump right now!" cried Antares. "Are you fucking crazy?!" I exclaimed in annoyance.

She had been a great help ever since he came to Frostspire, and he wondered what he could do back for her. With that thought in mind, Adrian handed the Lilac Aura Pill to Amara. "I heard from the elders that advancing to the next level after reaching level seven can be quite challenging. This Lilac Aura Pill should make the progress easier. Since I have no use for it right now, I'm giving it to you, Amara."

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

It seemed terribly dissatisfied, and it roared again. "Die, human! Die!" After spitting out those words, it rushed over again, much faster than before. Without any hesitation, Felix immediately activated his Lone Paragon. The gap between Celestial Realm and Extreme Mastery was too large. It wasn't just a one or two times the difference, so if he didn't use Lone Paragon, he would die.

"We go down. To the sub-level." The climb was a descent into a well of whispering echoes. The rungs were cold and slick. Anton went first, his injured arm making each downward step a fresh agony, his good hand gripping the wrench through a loop of cord around his wrist. Sabatine followed, covering the darkness below with his weapon.