Supernatural Mannequin 3: The Reckoning 소설 & 이야기

Reborn for Revenge Last Chapter The hall was packed full of the business world’s elite. The invitation was the most coveted thing as zero cameras were seen in the hall save for the officially approved videographers. The orchestra struck a cord, the double doors swung open and Elena Sanchez began her walk down the aisle. In her right hand she held a bouquet of flowers and her left down was intertwined with a man’s own. Shock rippled through the guests as they recognized the man as Chairman Donatelli.

I layed her down gently on the back seat and covered her with my jacket. I noticed the redness on her cheeks... It must be silea... My blood boiled at the site... I closed the door and handed the keys to my trusted man... " Be here and keep eyes on the surroundings... If anything happens to her then I will not only torture you to death but your wife and kids as well... So keep your eyes fucking open!!! " The man gulped at my threat but nodded... I glanced at her one last time before walking back at the warehouse... I had maped this place long ago... I know fate will bring us here for the final showdown... And I had long figured it out that fate wants balance...

The ones in the lead were Undead Joey and Dallas. Undead Joey was in a long, black robe. He wore an eyepatch like a pirate and carried a small medical box made out of ebony behind his back. The box was his innate weapon. Next to him was a ferocious thug-like man with half of his shoulder exposed. It was Dallas, the Supernatural Cannon. He had two huge machetes behind his back, and he was wearing a hat made out of a mountain goat. Dallas was known as the Supernatural Cannon because of his unique ability. To describe it coarsely, it was farting. It was a move that was well-hated by everyone, and it was below everyone's dignity to point out his despicable technique.

Then he looked at the three people present there. “Bringing the dead back to life is something forbidden in the rule of nature. Although God often overlooks such actions, one should take care when conducting it. Otherwise, the result may not be satisfying.” The man said with his hands on his waist. Then he shrugged and smiled. “Well anyway, I’ve returned, my children.” Bronto, Krumilon, and Pearl had no words to express their surprise and joy right now. Leviticus Scarlett, their father, the Scarlett King, has successfully(?) been revived!

The mansion’s pulse beneath him resonated with his intent, amplifying clarity and foresight. Hours passed in tense vigilance. Human forces attempted multiple breaches, each repelled subtly by the mansion’s guidance and Samkelo’s careful influence. Tendrils of supernatural darkness surged again, trying to exploit fear, hesitation, and ambition, but Samkelo remained deliberate, weaving ethical intent into every current, every shadow, every pulse of the estate.

“God, this guy is disgusting- oh, great. There's the BLT. All over the cushions...” The door of doom opened as I emptied the contents of my gut. The Grim Reaper sprang from the portal, a horrific phantasm with blood-red eyes. He was nothing but shadow and bone, cobbled of skeletal skin. He put the Watcher in a death-lock and jerked his head viciously. Samael drove his foot into Jakkon's crotch and wrenched backwards, splitting his abdomen in half. Noor's head fell to the ground.

The bolt comes out of the boy's body and everyone's eyes are fixed on the pillars, following the course of the link, observing three individuals on them, one of them holding the contraption used to kill Lucas. —The cutlery,— entertained with disgust , returning two or three stages. Greece, who stays on my right side, grabs my hand and is in front of me. "For what reason did you do that?" Angel yells at the bolt guy. His condition was terminal,” the classification clarifies in an automated voice. Both he and his companions seem to disappear for minutes in a way that makes me think of the appearances that result in Supernatural. the treats mean?” My brother, as confused as most of us, asks to

He swallowed hard and concentrated even more on the mantra he was reciting over and over. Thunder echoed overhead like a roll played by skeletal musicians. The flickering candle flames sizzled but did not go out. The rising power behind Viktor's eyes made his head throb. A hissing murmur ran through the warehouse as if other supernatural voices joined the frenzied conjuration of the mantra to invoke unknown and terrible powers that would reverse nature and bring Herwin Reiss back to life.

Joe utter as Rex shake his head. "That's not it and just listen to me ones more time please.this man intentions was to use you as one of his expirement which was why he also make the "created supernatural being" he wanted to control them which was why he killed all the adult supernatural being and children. Everyone was dead but except you and Scarlett who had save. Joe is a wicked man and I hope you wouldn't..... Before he could complete the statements Joe active his power at him as he use a glass to tied round his neck. Quenching some of his power.

He knelt before her with a straight face as Melissa used her aura to define his ability and understand it. “You are guilty of sabotaging the security feed cameras on an act of terrorism was incited towards the kingdom. You have also been found guilty of using your innate abilities to take on the psychic and motor components of an innocent person. Are you guilty of these crimes?” Melissa declared. The man raised her head to Melissa and smiled. He smiled bit by bit before then he went all cynical with laughter. Everyone let him laugh and didn't even reply at all. Though Melissa could feel that they were all on high alert. In fact Avalors had his claws out and his eyes were glowing with low sna