Warrior Mobile Legends Novels & Stories

Her eyes close and so do mine. *Beta we have movement.* A warrior jars me from making my move on Lyric, his voice coming through the mental connection panicky and jittery. My head drops in disappointment and I tap the com in my ear, “All warriors report.” It’s easy to mind link but I need Golden Circle Warriors and New Moon’s elites to communicate as one. “Beta we have movement in the forest on the southwest side of the border.” I look at Lyric the moment ruined. But maybe for the best. “I’m on it.” She says shuffling around me and heading to where she set up the control room.

“I joined Azel Whitmore.” Seraphine raises a thin, silver eyebrow, her hand resting near the hilt of her curved shadow-blade. “Azel? The rogue third son who just publicly humiliated Malachi on the MoonNet Circle?” “The very same,” Vane replies, pushing the pouch forward. Inside are three master war-contracts, each offering full territorial immunity, double the standard combat rations, and absolute tactical freedom under Azel’s command. “Azel doesn't want submissive hounds. He wants warriors who know how to tear down a corrupt regime.”

The ring of the steel was deafening in the quiet valley. ​"The White Lycan is the sovereign Warlord of the Shadow Legion, and she operates under my absolute protection," Kaelen stated, his voice a low, terrifying rumble that carried to every man on the field. "I do not recognize the Council's jurisdiction over my military assets. And I certainly do not yield my people to cowards who hid behind their high walls while the Crimson Court slaughtered our borders." ​A murmur of uneasy agreement rippled through the Blackwood ranks behind me.

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

Lionel spoke to him before he could reach the door. Sara replied putting a fake smile on her face. "I didn't know that you could bribe a guard to reserve the Sulfur domain. If you tell me your price, I might think of making use of your services." The soldier smiled awkwardly and scratched the side of his head. "Don't blame me too much, I'm just trying to make a living in a world ruled by nobles. Sadly, the Utra continent is at peace so we in the Royal army can't earn a decent pay."

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.

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

I have earned their trust and respect through my leadership, loyalty, and unwavering commitment to our cause. Among these warriors are the brave and loyal members of the Silver Moon pack. They have proven to be invaluable allies, providing me with vital information that has helped us stay one step ahead of our enemies. Their loyalty is unwavering, and their dedication to our shared cause is unmatched. They are not just allies but also friends who have become an essential part of my life.

"You are a Warrior of the Way. This destruction is not the path you chose." Mephalus laughed even harder, his head tilted to the sky, shouting his mirth to the gods, the gods he no longer cared for or even in which he believed. The night wind blew his hooded cape, whipping it around his thick shoulders. His dark hair flowed behind him, much like the cape, giving him a formidable presence as he stood there using his magic to pull power from the souls inside the Guardian Sword. When a Warrior died, their soul transferred to the sword, adding their experience and knowledge of battle and history to the magic of the Guardian Sword. The Warrior wielding the sword could then pull from their power t