Undying Warlord Novels & Stories

The memories of that day, the last moment of happiness I had felt as my brother had given me a hug and taken the stage, his handsome face glowing with happiness. “MysticWarriors, my pack, was a very small one and ancient,” I answered. “We didn’t believe in fighting for power, we believed in peace and kept to ourselves. It has been like that for years. We were all powerful warriors by blood but having power and strength doesn’t mean needing to exercise it. That day we were taken by surprise and were heavily outnumbered. But we fought, to the end, till each one of us fell apart but…” “But…”

"You are just a reflection. A memory he left behind in the void." The Warlord stepped forward. He did not walk so much as glide, his presence commanding the very metal of the city to shift and accommodate his path. "I am the end of the war. I am the Kael who did not doubt the price of victory. I am the version of him that chose to sacrifice everything to stop the gods. You should be thanking me. Because of my choices, the gods are dead." "And you are alone," I said, my voice gaining strength. "You destroyed the cage, but you turned yourself into the jailer."

IF THIS IS A DEAD END, I AM GOING TO BUST RIGHT THROUGH IT! A scorching, unprecedented power detonated in the back of my mind. "Hey!" I screamed, ignoring Hudson's panicked shout to stay put, stepping entirely out of cover and exposing myself to the entire battlefield. Hearing my voice, every single raider instinctively turned to look at me. Instantly, the chaotic, deafening battlefield was violently paused. Every charging raider, every grinning killer, froze mid-step. The bloodlust drained from their eyes, instantly replaced by a glazed, fanatical obsession. They couldn't look away.

Jordan adds immediately, his alpha sigil pulsing with total shock. "What structural defect is ruining your focus tonight, Harvey?" David Duskbane’s freezing baritone suddenly cuts through the group link, his rare voice immediately causing the other commanders to freeze. "Holy f*ck! The Warlord has emerged from his war-vaults!" Jordan shrieks into his comm-stone. "Harvey, your crazy talk about leaving the wine jars just forced our supreme leader out of his shadow-keep! Hurry up and tell the vanguard you are executing a joke!"

Khalid exclaimed, gripping his sword tightly. "Sir Khalid forgive us. The strength of the two of you seems to threaten the entire Sect on this land! We'd better get rid of you from the face of this earth, rather than the names of both of you overshadowing our big names later, "said Zou Fan who is currently known to be the number one strongest warrior in the land of the martial jungle at this time. "Hahaha..Are you sure that only you exist?" shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him.

He looked at the minister who nodded. There will be an interim council and the prince will be coronated after his 17 th birthday. _____________ The war front smelled of blood. They had been fighting for three days and the fight stops at sunset. . Mithraos watched as his head warrior sped through the enemies like a wrathful god. The man was covered in blood, but that was a usual thing. He watched as the sword pierced through a soldier's body. Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight.

"Alright, you say we don't have much time to talk, but why am I here?" "I need to warn you of a war, and I need you to let your family know because they will be dragged into this war." "What war?" "The war between the god Ashton and the humans." "Why would that involve my family?" "Ashton will ask other gods to aid him in this war." "Why does he even want this war?" "You can say he has a hate for them." "Why does he hate them?" "Humans kill what they don't understand and are different than them." I guess that can be true, and that's why us werewolves keep our self a secret from the humans.

It feels like I'm in a coma that has been bedridden for a year. While waiting for the people I have felt, I suddenly remembered the things that I had done last night. My body is uncontrolled at that time, it seems like someone is controlling my body. I couldn't still forget how my hands pierced through those Wolves I killed and snatched their beating heart out of their body. I can still remember how I badly wanna kill that Beta who used to be my parents' friend, and he still dares to make me treat him as my father. That wench is so disgusting.

I'm not a cruel person, I may or may not have tied her up in the beginning but seeing her weak and dangling frame I didn't want to do that again. I was my own business man and at least I didn't have to die every couple of years out of suspicion of not aging. Now that vampires were out we were safe to keep our businesses and die when the time was right. It felt like a weight was lifted off of me because off all the trouble that would be to keep dying and hiding until I died.

“Who gave you permission to enter, Chaos Warriors?” Standing behind Yadira, the commander raised his head and replied indifferently, “We only follow the orders of the Doom Martial Token.” Wyot’s eyes widened in shock. “The Chancellor has the Doom Martial Token. You…” Before he could finish speaking, Yadira held up a glowing token. “Haha. You didn’t expect this, did you, Wyot? The Chancellor has entrusted me with command over the two hundred thousand Chaos Warriors. These are our strongest fighters and will be able to hold their ground against Jacopo’s Xerion Dragon Army.”