Novel & Cerita Spare Me Great Lord Mal

I said, my voice shaking. Malakar let out a bitter laugh, his eyes dark and cold. “What else? I’m going to kill you both.” My breath caught, but he went on, his tone twisting with frustration. “And don’t say you did nothing wrong. You knew things you shouldn’t have. You messed with my head. Everything’s a mess right now, and I can’t even piece it all together.” Even though I was completely confused, I still managed to speak. “I’m so sorry for everything, Lord Malakar. Please… spare us. I promise, we won’t do anything again.”

"You are in Anceps now. Do not worry, this place is sacred by protection spell, so any magical creature will not harm you, if you are afraid of them." "Who the hell says that I am afraid of some messed-up rabbits? Or whatever, I am not afraid of anything, okay?" he snarled at her and kept trying to sit up while leaning on his elbows. "I am the Lord of Life!" "But it looks like the Lord of Life is suffering from broken bones and you really broke the poor Moriah's hips. Chu-hh, so bad," she made a sympathetic sound by her mouth. "It pretty much does hurt, doesn't it? I think...a few pieces of Bonesbane would fix the broken bones," she smirked lightly, watching him.

So, no matter what Felix did, he probably couldn't escape his death. "Oh, and you asked who I am, right? Alright, I'll humor you. You can call me Malachar. Despite being an S-tier Malevolent Phantom, I am also the president of an A-list company. You have no issues with that, right?" Malachar Lancaster teased. At this point, Anson had also reached them. However, he stood a little further away, as if he was here to watch a really good show. "This is the first time I've seen an S-tier Malevolent Phantom reveal himself like this. What exactly do you want?"

he said. “That's how my life once was as well. When your father took everything away from me. Your father killed my former King, out him through misery so I would have no other choice but to serve my present lord, he ruined my life and that's exactly how I am going to-” “I suggest you leave the girl alone, Malachi. You have no business torturing the girl. The lord will not be pleased when I put it across to him what you have done,” a voice spoke behind me.

" I expressed. "How is he still alive?" Killian asked with shock written all over his face. "Don't worry. I am dead, my soul is trapped." Lord Malakar revealed. "I have to admit you really surprised me and proved to me that I might have underrated your magical ability Aria." "How do we break the mirror?" I asked, ignoring his compliment. "The only reason I am going to give you this secret reciepe is because you have made Seraphina an ordinary being again. But remember, until Seraphina is dead, you cannot rest." He said.

Grand Hart Lord fled, leaving Alexander to tend to the injured prisoners before returning to Ol' Mare. At home, he found both sides of his family gathered, sharing a moment of happiness and harmony. This peaceful scene starkly contrasted with the chaos outside, where Grand Hart Lord's actions grew increasingly bold, leading to a rising number of victims worldwide. Acting like a madman, Grand Hart Lord seemed utterly indifferent to the destruction he wrought. Due to the escalating crisis, the Temple of War intervened, eliminating many of Grand Hart Lord's subordinates but failing to dismantle his core operations. Consequently, Grand Hart Lord became more cautious, relocating his base camp abr

the weird looking man cocked his head, with a smirk on his face, "So the rumors are true... The great Celestine is suffering from severe memory loss... No wonder. The girl I know would have escaped those chains already," "And who the fuck are you suppose to be?" I snarled, "Oh my, where are my manners? I keep forgetting you can't even remember who you are, let alone me. My apologies, I am Lord Valdomore."

Alex said. Matheus had to nod his head in affirmation, knowing it to be true. “To this day, Malachai remains the only other person alive to have seen the battle that took place in Ravenna. It’s because of that experience he has it in his head that all Outsiders are evil, whether it’s true or not.”

Every single Vodell soldier lay groaning or unconscious on the ground, their flesh marked by the deep, dark bites of the Púca—each one now infected with the exact same suffocating, nightmare-inducing curse that bound Commander Kado. ​The massive body of the grand serpent slithered over the blood-soaked grass, moving with eerie, silent grace until it stood directly in front of Lord Aaron. ​The aged diplomat was paralyzed, his heart hammering violently against his ribs as the colossal serpent head moved slowly down, hovering until its slit-pupiled, burning golden eyes were directly at eye level with Aaron’s pale face. ​"Tell your King that Leia is MINE," Malakai’s voice boomed, forcing a terri

An advisor knelt before him, voice trembling as he reported. “She struck again, my lord. The prisoners were freed. The people whisper her name in the streets.” Malrec’s jaw tightened. His eyes burned with cold fury. “Then fear alone will not break them.” He turned from the window, cloak swirling, voice like the hiss of a blade unsheathed. “Then let us see how they sing her name when their own blood pays the price. If fire saves them, we will flood the city with fire.” The advisor paled. “My lord… the oil reserves—”