The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The next thing I knew, my sister was sprinting through the yard, flying after one of the Vampires. She’d always been incredibly fast since she’d Transformed, but this was a kind of speed I couldn’t even articulate. She caught up to him quickly and a few seconds later, Spittle exploded in a pile of ash. I assumed my sister must’ve used one of the grenades Christian made, the kind I’d used to set Gibbon on fire, but I couldn’t tell what she’d done without losing my grip on Holland.

“But as you can see, I’m perfectly fine and alive.” “You should have been there. What a spectacle, the flames, the scene of her turning into ash and then her rising from the ashes to become a mighty Phoenix.” Nancy said, still in awe over what had happened to Koran. “I don’t think so,” Paul said, thinking about the loss he would have suffered seeing his sister turning into ashes.

Then Aries raised his voice for all to hear: “By blood and by flame, by moonlight and power, we call on the sacred bond. Let the children of the crown meet the spirits chosen for them. Let the shift come forth.” A low hum rose in the air. Power pulsed through the earth. The first crack of bone snapped like thunder. Phoenix dropped to his knees, gasping, hands clenched into fists as the shift began. Lucian followed seconds later, a sound of pain torn from his throat. Their friends stood near the edge of the circle—Ruby, Tyler, Alex, baby Aurora, Gabby, and Seris—watching with wide eyes, hands over hearts, barely breathing. Flame and light erupted around Phoenix’s form, gold licking across his

The tattoo of the phoenix on the baby's left hand. She knew she was holding the Phoenix of Winter in her arms. Finally! She had her chance. Discarding the lifeless body of the baby's mother, Ursula flew with the baby on her magical broom to a very desolate tower. Her plan was to keep her there, because if she is caged in, there is no way she would be able to find the destined Ice King.

“I begged you this same way, remember?” “Zephyr… please… you can't do this to me. I'm your sister. I'll…” His hand tightened around her throat, making the words seize. “It's over, Alexa.” “No… NO!!!” He didn’t hesitate. As soon as he let go of her, the vortex pulled her in. Her scream broke the stillness, jumbled pleas and the sound of her flesh burning. A blinding flash followed, and then silence. The shadow warriors turned to dust, fading like smoke in the wind.

Leo's brother handed me a blade, asking if I wanted to finish them myself. "No, thanks." I shook my head. I was not bloodthirsty. Lucas Goldmane raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking I was going to spare them. Instead, I pulled out several poison pills and had Lucas force them down their throats. There was no point getting my hands dirty. This kind of death was more fitting for their crimes than a clean kill. After finishing this, I turned to leave, but Mother's screams echoed behind me as she regained consciousness. "Help!"

My brother nodded, and I noticed how the Luna's spear couldn't look my way. She always avoided my gaze, even though I wasn't the future Alpha and tradition allowed her to look at me. And this inability bothered me every time. Cyra and Greyson had once loved each other. They even marked each other after Katarina's sister passed away. She had been the one intended to marry Greyson. And my brother had thought her death released Father from his oath, but he soon discovered that it did not, and in a fit of rebellion, he marked Cyra.

More and more blood flowed up, following the lines to the ice coffin. Even the phoenix eggs she had given birth to shattered, turning into golden light that merged with the body of the woman inside. Violette's screams kept ringing out. "I already told you not to make the futile attempt to resist, Violette." At last, Violette panicked. Casting aside her pride and dignity, she begged me, "Marigold, my dearest sister, please save me… It hurts so much…" "But didn't you say you're the Queen of the Phoenix clan, while I'm just a lowly mortal, so we shouldn't be calling each other sisters? Why should I help you?

He then asked in a hushed tone, "Out of these three, who will you choose to save?" "Lila!" they exclaimed together. The icy spears pierced through my sister and me, blood spurted from our wounds, and we nearly passed out from the pain. Just then, an elder from the Celestial Realm intervened. "God of Water! God of Fire! Stop this madness! These two are the Twin Flowers of Chaos. Their death will unleash chaos, and the world will be no more! The two of you are their husbands; how can you forsake them? Think of the greater good."

Gold would do to this, Gold wouldn't do that, Gold doesn't like this, Gold likes that. They kill a part of him even before he has the chance to try it. "But just like a phoenix, I am reborn again..." He rises from the ashes. The exact same thing people burn is where he'll come back. This time, stronger and better. This time, he rejects to care about what they think will suit him. This is his life. Another symbolism of fire is judgment. "I love my fans, I really do." He didn't prepare a speech. He's just speaking things that enter his mind. It doesn't have an order.