Ultragene-warlord Novels & Stories

And in the middle of the battle, not more or less. Wengarthria is Soovaree’s underworld subrealm, which has existed from the beginning of time, meaning that Wengarthrians had many battles under their belts. Right now, they are in the phase of imploding right in front of our eyes. This is a fantastic chance, and we must seize it for our own goals. But of course, the stupid mutt king is as stubborn as a mule, and he misses seeing the golden opportunity in this.

"Mother, what are you talking about? Prince Zhao said the High Council of Dragon Lords sent their grand fleet." "Zhao is a child playing at war," Evelyn said, her voice dropping into a hollow, solemn tone. She pressed her palm against the starlight-iron vault. A pulse of white-gold frost-fire flared from her hand, unlocking the ancient seal with a heavy, metallic hiss. "The High Council does not lead the Grand Armada. The fleet is commanded by the Supreme Warlord of the Eastern Realm—the first Dragon-Wolf who ever ascended into the celestial troposphere."

“A cruel test. But necessary. Because the real threat is coming. One that neither you nor I can face alone.” Lucian’s golden eyes widened. “Wait—what? There’s more?” The Overlord nodded. “Yes. There is a being older than me. A force that even I could not control. And soon… it will awaken. That is why your father’s blood and your human ingenuity are vital. You were always meant to be the one to stop it.” Ethan felt his heart pound. Another layer of danger. Another twist to a war he thought he understood. The Overlord, his greatest enemy, was warning him… because he was forced to. Because this new threat made them both necessary.

“No, Hudson, I meant inside this room when we have church. You’re sitting in, since this plan involves you.” “Fuck yeah,” he said and headed toward them as the men headed to their meeting room and took their seats around the table. Jake shook his head as he closed the door behind him and sat down in his chair. “Hudson has provided me, with courtesy of Dominic Vittori, evidence of who pulled the trigger and killed our brothers.” “Let’s go spill blood,” Dagger said, clenching his fists. “This document shows text messages sent from their President, and I quote ‘fucking kill every last fucking Warrior’ they found that night. We’re going to war, Warriors! It’s time these Dead Dogs stay fucking de

Rhychard fought the urge to draw his sword, thinking it a bad idea with a dead man behind him and cops on the way. "Who are you, and where is my brother?" Rhychard clenched and unclenched his fists. "And how the hell do you know who I am?" The elf cocked an eyebrow as he clasped his hands behind his back. "Warrior, everyone—Seelie and Unseelie alike—knows who you are. You are a Warrior of the Way, the first human Warrior to ever breathe." Rhychard took a deep breath. This popularity thing would be the death of him. "Where's my brother?"

Adele smiled, “I tell the weapons where to go and where to hit them. We didn’t think this war was going to last this long or that we would have this many to fight. Remus’ coven isn’t more than a couple hundred. Apparently, he has made alliances with other covens, because we have killed triple the size of his coven already.” We walked into the house and Luna Abby, Adele’s grandmother, greeted us, “Well, hello!” I smiled, “Hi Luna Abby. I would like you to meet my parents, King Quincy and Queen Lori of the Southern Werecat Kingdom. Mom, dad, this is Luna Abby, former Luna of Spring River Werewolf Pack and the original creator of the multispecies alliance.” Luna Abby waved me off, “Please, no n

“Now that you are out, it means war will soon erupt in the Ancient Genesis World. Am I right?” Gladwin lifted his head. “I have lived quietly ever since the battle with Franciscus. This will be a good chance for me to test out my skills with those that I’ve not met in years.” Yegor narrowed his eyes. “Your battles would cause hundreds of millions of lives to be wiped out, though. Is it really necessary?” Gladwin sighed. “Since you blocked Franciscusʼ attack and helped me back then, I could allow Skynet to maintain a neutral stance in this. However, you need to lend me the Grimlore Map.”

Ezra had also received his opponent's wild declaration of war. He closed his eyes slightly, speculating on his opponent's exact direction. Windy and Nolan also heard howls filled with declarations of war. The instincts of a Wolf warrior didn't let them have the slightest thought of backing down. They both spun in unison as they flew in Ezra's direction. All the creatures in the forest are afraid to return to their lair because the mystic declares war. The forest was suddenly frighteningly silent, and it was possible to see the danger lurking in that atmosphere.

Even with makeshift troops and equipment, Avraam fought not only using techniques, but he used war tactics taught by his late father. The fierce battle did not last until the afternoon, because unexpectedly, Avraam's troops succeeded in eliminating many enemies. Incredibly, with his own sword, Avraam managed to decapitate Warlord Omra. When the enemy warlord died, that's when Omra's troops surrendered.

he whispered, his voice grave. “What did you see, Elder Magnus?” I asked, my heart pounding with anticipation. His words were measured and heavy with sorrow. “I saw death, Agnes. I saw destruction and the end of the sacred order of witches. The path of war leads to darkness, and there is no victory to be found.” I felt a chill run down my spine as his words settled over me. It was a bleak and haunting vision, one that filled me with dread. The consequences of our actions, the choice to go to war, weighed heavily on my shoulders.