Novel & Cerita Warrior Mobile Legends

“Like you, my father was a wolf and my mother of magic. But my mother was Demetia, the Timebender. And my father was Fury…The First Beast.” Warlord scoffed. “You claim to be a descendant of the First Beast.” Rampage’s green eyes slitted. “How is this funny?” “So many wolves claim thus.” “Yes, but a few of us are.” “If that was the case, why would he not have you with him?” “Because Fury’s sons don’t roam with him. They’re strategic pieces he leaves in his wake.” “Oh, and what is your strategy?” It was clear, Warlord wasn’t buying a word of this.

“Sounds like someone really wanted to name it WARG. What does it represent?” “Have you been living inside a cave or something your whole life?” April threw up her hands. “The blood wars,” she said as if explaining things to a child. Again. “Was so devastating—so destructive that even the warmongers began to fear it. To stop such destruction 10 individuals of different factions came together to sign a treaty, creating a new world government what is now known as the WARG. These individuals were to be the first Vedic Knights. Currently out of 10 empires, Kingdom or whatever, seven of them is a member of WARG.”

“But enough of the pleasantries. Is it ready?” “Well, we are one member short but I doubt that would do anything to the amount of gold you would receive from the king!” “Me neither, but don’t lose another fugitive! I need them all if I’m going to elevated to master Warrior!” The Warrior spoke with greed, moonlight reflecting off his dark brown skin. “Yes yes, every other person is loyal.” The Warrior looked sceptic, even I would not trust a man like Jharad just by his words. “When do me and my men move?”

Each day spent honing my abilities—whether in human form or as a wolf—was a step closer to fulfilling my destiny among these legendary fighters. Today, I would prove to my father and myself that I was ready to lead the kingdom's warriors as Gamma, with strength and strategy. I watched the warriors in the ring, their forms a blur of muscle and speed. The Royal Pack boasted the fiercest warriors the entire realm had ever known, possibly all realms. Their unmatched skills and uncompromising loyalty made them legends in their own time.

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.

Reyna- “It has been a week since the CEO of Wolf Tech has gone missing. For those that don’t know, he is the creator of the virtual reality game, known as Arcane Realm. The game has become exceedingly popular since it was first announced to be released a year ago. Many had lined up to purchase the gear needed to play the game. Since it was released the day before CEO Luka Alder went missing, it has been a popular topic. Arcane Realm was created as a fantasy role-playing game…” The lady on the radio continued talking, but I reached over and turned it off.

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."

He wanted to see what kind of blueprints he'd be able to receive for this simple job. On the other side of the telepathic call, Shiroa was currently in an NPC restaurant in SC Pier City, sharing a table with someone. Before Shiroa sat a handsome man in plate armor, identifying him as a warrior. This warrior possessed short brown hair, similarly to Guardian Knight, but wielded a giant battle-ax as opposed to the sword and shield that the latter uses. Naturally, this player was Blade Warlord. At the moment, Blade Warlord looked a bit run down but he was still capable of captivating others with his looks. Seeing that Shiroa was no longer speaking and was staring off into space, Blade Warlord sp

He's brought me some kind of revenge, a revenge that I could never go through with, and for that, he may as well be a hero. Landon Kitler may have a crooked soul with twisted morals and people may fear and hate him but, what can I say, the guy's got my respect.