Strongest Lantern Corps Novels & Stories

Panthera raised his head in agreement and looked to one of his men, who instantly reached for his gun, aiming for Snow Fenner’s head. Leopard Mercenary Corps was the largest mercenary group globally and is also the most formidable in the area. When it came time to split the money, they would definitely receive a larger share. “No.” Finally, Lily Zimmerman, who had recovered from her fear, rushed over in a panic. She stared at the people present, her gaze pleading as she spluttered, “What are you doing? Have you mistaken her for someone else? “She’s just an actress who’s reserved and has never offended anyone. Why do you want to kill her?”

Laney responded, her jaw working through the meat. “My own scouts can coordinate the selection of a secure cabin for your rank. Surviving inside a public merchant lodge introduces too many operational inconveniences for a warrior,” Lucas interjected, his eyes locking onto her face with an intense, eager focus. Refusing to grant him even a fraction of her gaze, Laney continued her consumption undisturbed. “The gesture is noted. My own strength commands full confidence to secure my own perimeter.” Lucas dropped his chin toward his chest, consuming his portion in total, defeated resignation.

Clark and Demetra were lower-ranked assassins, while Light and Shadow were probably mid-rank assassins. Light and Shadow had their own strengths. Shadow had the shadows formed with the power of destruction while Light had the advanced invisibility spell and three crystal flame cores. If that was the case, Wilbur assumed that the top-ranking assassins from Greensource Corp would only be stronger. He took a deep breath when he thought about that. He knew he could not hold back, and he had to use every last bit of the resources he had. That was the only way he could survive the battles.

## Chapter 101 – Lanterns Over the Three Packs The second year after the web broke, we decided to try something that would have been unthinkable before: It's a night where three packs lit the sky together on purpose. Not for war. Not for signaling positions. For memory. For choice. For the sheer, stubborn fact of still being here. *** The date was set half a moon before—the same night in all territories under the Pact. Messages went out in formal dispatches and hand‑written notes. Lantern makers in Mooncrest, Nightveil, and Bloodthorn worked overtime, cursing cheerfully as they burned fingers and smudged paint.

There was nothing they could do. Their strength was too low. The person with the highest combat power among them was only an Immortal Ranker. How could they defeat a Sovereign Rankerer? Cornelius also stared closely at the merchant ship in the distance, his hands were clasped tightly together. He would be lying if he said he was not nervous. He had been planning this for a long time. This was related to whether he could get the support of his employer when he competed for the head of the Lightfoot family in the future.

Marlin pushed him away and threw a vase at him but oddly the old man avoided it? "You slut! Your father sold you off to me, you have no choice than to serve me." The old guy had become a complete monster and clenched onto Merlin, He loosened his belt and came closer to her. "Help! Somebody!" Marlin Banged the door but nobody heard her and the man approached her as licked her neck with his tongue, Marlin who was completely defenseless sobbed under his disgusting body, when suddenly a vase crashed onto the guys head accompanied by a kick that threw him away from Marlin.