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Kian said with authority. The remaining armies start thinking and discussing with the others and it made the rogue leader shake in anger. "Don't be fooled! They will still kill you if you surrender." Willard yelled. The remaining army decided to fight believing their leader. The blood knights sighed. "We will not surrender to a mage like you!" Willard told Kian. The boys chuckled at how hard their enemies are trying hard to look tough. "Sorry to burst your bubbles, but our queen is not a mage." Vance said confusing them. They all look at Kian and the latter smirked at them. "I'm a demigod"

"But I know he frightened you." "He didn’t frighten me. He reminded me." Cassian studied me without pushing. "If you regret choosing me, I can ask Zeus to release you before the wedding." "I do not regret it." "You loved him once." "I loved a version of him I invented. That man never existed." The wind lifted the edge of Cassian's cloak. For one brief second, I saw the scarred base of a dark wing beneath it. He caught the fabric before I could look away, and shame crossed his face.

Once, it was precisely because of that genuine salvation that I wanted to bind her with a blood pact and give her immortality. But now... I turned abruptly and strode toward the grand hall. "Marcus! Activate all Trace-Back Magic Arrays in the castle! I want to personally see the footage from the dungeon three days ago!" "My Lord!" Marcus looked at me in shock. "The Trace-Back Array will consume a massive amount of your life force! Besides, the cameras were already—" "I don't care if it costs me half my immortal life. Bring back that footage!" I interrupted him coldly. "Execute it immediately!"

“Hahahaha, this is our Griffin God Clan’s formation. Four shadows of ancient beasts appeared in the sky, and Xiao Chen’s ancient beast sword finally materialized; the sword immediately severed one of the chains binding the War God’s right hand. The sword followed Xiao Chen’s War God form and instantly cut through the remaining chains, finally revealing his true form in its entirety. With battle armor covering his body, a powerful aura of blood, and two swords in his hands, the God of War clearly showed that he had been on the battlefield for a long time. “What? He has the blood of a God of War? No, that’s impossible…. This is impossible!” Every word from the man of the Griffin clan sounded a

Running away was impossible. But before I died last time, I learned that some humans were fighting back. They found ways to weaken and kill vampires and werewolves. Sadly, their forces were small, and they had no allies inside. I didn't know if they succeeded after I died. That night, when I came back and opened the door, I saw Logan sitting on the bed. He looked angry. "Where have you been?"

He was the same man who analyzed my mother and told us she could not be saved. He shook his head slowly, his voice booming. “She is gone, Calla,” the healer said. “There is no pulse and I can't feel her breath. She is gone forever.” “No!” I shrieked, my voice cracking. “She can't be gone forever!. She has been reborn!. She can't be gone!” “Even the reborn can be broken again,” the man replied. He pointed to the rubble. “Look at what your weakness has done. You were her mother and you let the fire take her. You are a failure, Calla of Nightmoor.”

Felix's piercing gaze fixed on Louis as he questioned, "If even a criminal understood that basic principle, how is it that you don't?" Louis's gaze hardened as he regained his composure. "Save your righteous nonsense for the afterlife. You can chat about morality with the devil once you're dead." Before he had even finished speaking, the older man vanished from where he stood. A second later, he reappeared, dangling mid-air with Felix's hand wrapped tightly around his throat. Louis froze, his face draining of color. This was no ordinary fight. The older man was not just some lackey—he was a Martial God, someone whose strength allowed him to dominate in any major city. Yet here he was, subdue

However, he still succeeded in reviving the fiends. "Retreat!" Master Magaera was regretful when he called out the order a few seconds later, "Retreat from the Sealed Fiend Mountain at full speed." Master Magaera was livid with indignance. He was the second most powerful person in the Godly Region, for crying out loud! He had won countless battles and built a reputable name for himself. Yet he had wound up in such a sorry state, being ambushed to the point of having to retreat.

"Haha... Your Majesty, you don't believe me?" Lin Ye laughed coldly as a trace of arrogance flashed in his eyes, and he replied arrogantly, "I, Lin Ye, am the reincarnation of a Deity! Not to mention a mere peak of the ninth level of the Law Magic, even a Creation martial artist is nothing in my eyes!" "My achievements in this life are bound to surpass the Creation and become a supreme Deity that can crush everyone!" Hearing his words, Warlord's eyes suddenly lit up. He asked in surprise, "Do you mean that you have a way to get rid of the shackles of the mortal body and become a real Deity again?"

They flew dozens of yards before crashing into the earth, creating two massive craters, and lay there, too weak to rise, their energy severely depleted. That was the outcome even with Howard holding back. Had he not, they might not have survived. "How... How can this be?" It took some time before the two managed to shakily climb out of the pits, the elder with white hair addressing Howard with a quivering voice. "You... You're wounded, yet you can still summon the power of a martial god in his prime. Could it be... Have you already advanced to the knight level?" In the martial arts world, above the martial god was the martial knight. Beyond that was the martial ancestor.