War Bringer Novels & Stories

[Hymn to the War Gods] Replica FAILED PRODUCT Type: Divine Rank: I The one who recites the words written in the scroll will win any war to come without any loss. Has side effects that depend on the strength of the enemy. Skills: Failed products cannot be used. Amy caught a gist of the power she was blessed with after getting summoned to this world. She was optimistic. She knew her skill appraisal has more to it than just reading descriptions of artefacts. A while later Sarah gave Amy her first quest. She will be accompanied by Kyla.

Tribiano’s warriors rallied behind him, their spirits lifted by his sudden resurgence. The enemy, realizing they had underestimated the pack’s resolve, tried to regroup, but it was too late. Alex was relentless, leading the charge to free the elders and push the invaders back. With a final, thunderous roar, Alex struck down the last of the enemy’s commanders, leaving the rest of them in disarray. The battle was over, and victory belonged to Tribiano.

Ezekiel reached the shrine, he called for elders who was meditating inside the shrine. "This is my son, he was born just minutes ago, please bless him and tell us about his fortune"Ezekiel said looking at the elders. Elders took the new born baby in their hands, they gazed at him for a while, their expression was changed after sometime. "What happened? Is he alright? asked Ezekiel to elders. "Your son holds different aura then any other villager, it's an aura of warriors" said elders shockingly "Your child isn't a normal human, he is a child of prophecy"

A fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows across the room. “Who are you?” Reina asked, her claw hand still tightened. “I am called the Keeper,” the figure replied, a sly smile curling at the edges of their lips. “And I may be able to help you find your friend.” Russe stepped forward, hope shining in his eyes. “Please, we’ll do anything,” he pleaded. The Keeper nodded, their eyes darting between the two companions. “Very well,” they said. “But first, I must know what you are willing to sacrifice.”

Du agus meg Severn, du teg a bhami seo. (I will, of course, give you a refund for your troubles, in case you do not want to hear about the mission. I have a very priceless sword I made myself, with the God’s blessings. Of course, you need to be here to receive it. And I meant you, not a messenger, nor a soldier. You bring me Severn, you get a shiny gift.) Alarick growled at the letter, even as his heart ached in memory of the familiar insults. He wasn't an animal nor a stupid brainless beast.

I have already lost this battle and I just need to accept it. I pulled out a small red box and placed it on Neo’s palm. He didn’t take a second before opening it and revealing the stunning red, black, and white woven bracelet. “It lights up!” Neo said excitedly when he tapped the fire symbol in the middle. “Trinity has the same bracelet and every time you tap it, hers lights up, and when she taps hers, yours will. Whenever you’re thinking about them or just wanting to say hello, just imagine her and Uncle Titus are only a tap away.” I explain to Neo and his small lips turn into a pout and he starts to get teary eyed.

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

Bertram wanted nothing to do with the Destroyer, but the choice was not his to make. Now, the choice was no longer Karl's, either. The minute the Bartlett boy became a traveler on the path of the Void, he was destined to be the Destroyer's instrument. Bertram would be the hand that wielded that instrument. Yet, ultimately, Karl wouldn't be the tool that destroyed the Warrior. Bertram turned toward his sister. It would be her hands that held that weapon. She would be the one to bring it to fruition. He poured another glass beside his and then carried both to where she sat. He handed it to her. "How goes it with the Warrior's roommate?"

Cadell Brian's cold eyes flashed, turning into an evil demon blade, and slashed at Ethereal Warbringer madly. "Who is the Ethereal Warbringer? Like it's a bit familiar! Ignore it! It's all completely destroyed anyways! This world, this universe, just need to be completely destroyed!! whatever Cadell Brian, whatever Tadhg Walter, they will all die!" Ethereal Warbringer's eyes flashed with madness, revealed a cruel smile, and shot at Cadell Brian. The evil demon knife and the destruction demon claw hit the same place, and the evil demon knife collapsed, and the terrifying shock wave spread in all directions.