Novel & Cerita Supreme Magus Legion20

The air suddenly turned freezing cold. The forest surrounding the temple fell silent. Then... They appeared. Thousands upon thousands of armored warriors emerged from the mist. Unlike the Shadow Legion, they made no sound. Their armor was black as obsidian. Their eyes burned with empty blue fire. Each carried an ancient weapon etched with forgotten symbols. Liam swallowed hard. "They're dead..." Orion nodded grimly. "The Fallen Legion." "The greatest army ever assembled." "They were buried after the First Age." Magnus tightened his grip on his axe.

she repeated after Adrian. "Yes but he wanted to be the supreme Alpha of the world and he started creating his own army to defeat Arthur and they are the hydras and witches." "But he lost the war," Amelia stated. "Yes and we thought he had been killed for good but he didn't die and he and Leticia have been secretly building back a stronger army and that's why you're here," Adrian stated. "But I honestly don't know what to do. I don't even know how to control my powers," Amelia said.

Everyone, except me. "He was a friend, a husband, a father," Dad continued. "And a necromancer of priceless ability. Caleb Manser, the sixty third Head of the Manser Family, will forever be looked upon as an Elder of our Quadriad, and a great man. May the Great Ones take care of his soul."

The councils supported me. “Liar! You do something. That’s why you are reborn! You can’t remember? You are at our wedding. You pulled me in the corner and gave me a warning that if I don’t let go of West, you will kill me and threaten all of the race of werewolves.” I hold my head, but I can’t remember a single thing. “That is not true!” I commented. “Enough,” the alpha of Magayon stands up together with her Luna, Aly.

This man is stepping slowly. Jonathan, the leader of this group. Jonathan is one of the top leaders of Ivankov's group a godfather holding the South mafia while Nox is holding the north mafia. “Let him go jonathan we are here. Aren't you the ones you want to kill? Don't touch him” Azrael said while raising his hand as a sign of surrender. Seraphine did the same. Suddenly there were men covering their heads with plastic bags from behind Blurb, blurb, blurb. Sound of water in a large tin can as Azrael's head dipped. His hands were tied behind his back

asked Councilor Tomen the Trademaster. Arch Garaman shifted his eyes at the old councilor. “The Legion.” Silence there was again, the councilors’ eyes wide open, staring at Arch Garaman. “Has the Elder Magus spoken of the outcome?” “He could not tell,” the Archmage replied. “But there was only one vision that kept on reoccurring in his dreams … the annihilation of the human race.”

The emperor towered over Laeddin now, but Laeddin didn't balk. "I am Laeddin, genie of the lamp, and I can only serve one master at a time." "So, someone else controls you." Disappointment softened the gargoyle's features. Well," he returned to his seat. "I am Jagg, high ruler of Garoth." He lifted his arms in the air as he spoke. "And I demand you accommodate me." Unfazed as ever, Laeddin bowed deeply. "Well, genie of the lamp, tell me who your master is," Jagg said, resting his elbows on the armrests.

Since Legion was getting beaten up so badly. A few minutes later, Legion was tied along with his other men and Joshua used the opportunity to interrogate Legion while I sat down with Berry. We sat in silence as I listened to everything the Leader of Rogues had to say about their capture. I was surprised to see how readily Legion answered. He told us about a mysterious masked man who used dark magic on them and about his hideout; he was the one supposedly pulling the strings from the dark. I was skeptical because from what I read, people who have black magic casted on them won't be able to say anything about the caster of the magic.

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.