Undying Warlord Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

Imagine having undead as your soldiers, you don't have to do anything and just support them with mana "Focus, Lalaine" Since daddy has a dark attribute, we'll be facing head on. "Let's start daddy, you should attack first" Hearing what I said, he rose his hands and a lot of undead soldiers appeared. Unlike the usual undead, daddy has an armor with them and they can fight really well. I pursed them with holy light. At first nothing was happening but th longer I purse them, the damage on the undead are slowly appearing

I tell Warlord Orel and was concerned when he didn’t reply, after going a little further away from the village of traitors, I turned to look at the man who was a little too quiet for my taste- I wasn’t even hearing his little groans of pain- only to see him paler than normal and his chest was not moving. “Warlord.” I called in a fearful state, he is my leniency at being accepted into the Dar Empire, that would not happen if he dies before meeting his people, and I cannot return his dead body back to his wife who spared my life. I came down from the perch where I sat driving the cart and rounded to his side, I pounded on his chest not knowing what to do but it seems to work as he took a sharp

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

You have one week to decide. Garret, Warlord of the Free Territories "Warlord?" Korra finally managed after a tense silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's calling himself a warlord?" "And he has the forces to back it up," Rhyker said grimly. He pulled out another document, a scouting report. "According to our intelligence, your father has united at least four rogue factions under his banner. That's close to two hundred wolves, all desperate, all violent, all loyal to him."

Movement itself became a struggle, the atmosphere thickening into a gel that sought to entomb us in our own fear. Around us, the chaos of the swarm stopped instantly. The hundreds of faceless void minions—the scouts and soldiers that had been clawing at our borders—suddenly halted their advance. In a chilling, synchronized motion, they lowered their featureless heads and bowed low, their forms trembling in the presence of their master. This was no mere spirit or accidental leak from the third realm; this was their supreme commander, the architect of the emptiness. The Warlord did not acknowledge them. It simply loomed, its presence a gravitational pull that sucked the color and soul from eve

“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.”