Underworld: Endless War นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Ali asks Carlos. "Sadly yes!" Carlos answered. "...so wait! You knew about this and you are still this calm? What if those werewolves attacks us today with the type of power they have now? What then?...well all we be wipe out off the surface of the earth!" Ali yells at him. "... please tell him, tell him." Elena pitch in. "This is why i purpose, we all start consuming human blood. When he consume Enough human blood will we be five times more stronger than those werewolves and we will easily defect them if a war broke out." Elena stated.

There, Alpha the caller behind the unknown number told her the mystery surrounding her mother's background and death. Her mother was the former Avis of the underworld. The war that broke out in the underworld, threatening to wipe them away from the world map was a homage to Tess's mother. Tess's mother was killed during a war between two major parties in the underworld, the axes and the fins For many years, she managed to settle the dispute between the two mercenary groups and although they weren't on visible good terms, they never sought each other out of trouble. Not Until they began to wage war against the outside world, rebelling against Tess's mother orders.

I tell her. “Yeah?” “Definitely.” “Okay, tomorrow we start self-defense training. Tonight, we watch Underworld!” “Underworld, what’s that?” “A movie with both vampires AND Lycans. That’s werewolves, right.” “Sort of,” I shrug. “Well, they don’t like each other, and I got the distinct impression that vampires and werewolves don’t get along, so …” she says, giving me an excited look while letting her voice trail off.

Death expected within 30 seconds! [If the Female Protagonist dies, this world will enter an irreversible self-destruction sequence. Within twenty-four hours, the entire dimension will collapse into a black hole. All living beings will cease to exist forever!] The System’s warning exploded in my ears like nonstop sirens, but I felt nothing. I lay motionless on the ground, staring blankly upward like a corpse whose soul had been ripped away. Scenes from the past replayed before my eyes one after another.

Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not. His mother Tara was a beautiful woman with a pure soul, she was from a low rank pack. Some of the jade wolves decided to disengage from the pack and create their own packs which led to the disunity amongst wolves, they couldn’t bear the harsh treatment from the Jade wolves and then moved on to form theirs. It was a war for survival, most of them lost their lives and the ones that didn’t were injured badly. Tara was just a child when the war started and when it ended, her father Sirius who had survived moved to form a pack of his own. Years later after the war had ended, Memb

The war room was a ghost of its former self, a place now filled with the profound silence of a final, unyielding resolve. The maps were rolled up, the strategies memorized, the orders given. The last war, a brutal, uncompromising clash of two worlds, had reached its climax. Amara and Dante, a formidable partnership forged in the crucible of betrayal and loss, were a single, unstoppable force. But now, they were not just fighting for an empire; they were fighting for their family. The son, a secret for three years, was now a reality, a reason to live, a reason to fight, a reason to die.

Hearing the truth, Isabella collapsed to the ground, all fight draining from her body. The auction enforcers lost their patience completely. A heavy combat boot ground down on Marco's knuckles. "Pay up, or we'll take what we're owed ourselves." "Argh!" The sound of shattering bone accompanied his screams, echoing across the courtyard. Marco writhed on the ground in agony. "Here! I have money!" Isabella scrambled in terror, fumbling to pull out the black card Marco had given her yesterday. "This card has access to the family fund! It's temporarily frozen, but there are hundreds of millions in assets!"

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

- "Hmm, why would the Underworld Council have operatives so close to our territories? Are they keeping tabs on the rogues too?" Supernatural warriors and leaders form the Underworld Council. They consist of magical creatures such as vampires, shapeshifters, elves, fairies, etc. Their main objective is to keep us hidden from human society. They are what we consider our world's police departments. The council doesn't have any werewolf representatives, mainly because we're territorial and pack-oriented. We don't like strangers interfering in our business. So, they always leave us alone to take care of our problems.

He take out an ancient black scroll while the two around him started chanting unknown words. Spell? I know how this world is full of fantasy and magic but seeing this first hand, I can't help but feel astonished. The scroll starts emitting different pale colors. Soon after, letters coming from it surrounded the room before forming a group of words into a sentence. "In the darkness there's light, the Underworld has come to life. Human bows to death, Souls were tied by a thread. Fated to live together, their love was sacred forever. Gazes by the amethyst eyes,