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Thus, the number one God of War in England was rescued by the mysterious youth. Only later did Yeer find out that the mysterious young man was from the former captain of the eastern Divine Hawk special forces in the Sky Mansion Country, named Death. After returning to the territory of Italy, the cold air entered the body and tortured Yeer to death. Over the past few years, Yeer had been searching hard for the whereabouts of the Death God. Because he knew that the former Death God's medical skills were extraordinary, and he was sure to save him from the sea of suffering.

His eyes pull me in and the next thing I know, I'm floating in space with nothing pulling me back down to earth. It's almost like I'm under a spell. Pulled in by all of the elements I'm attracted to my Godfather with. His dominant aura calls out my name, his smouldering gaze holds me in place and his confidence takes my breath away while a more sinister element dares me to try to break away and I lose every time.

"He’s found something in the Old Ruins. A relic of the Alfas’ first war. He’s going to use it to bring down the mountain itself." Eryx was suddenly at my side, his sword dripping with the blood of the White Guard. He looked at Silas with a lethal suspicion. "What kind of relic?" "The Moon-Eater," Silas whispered. The air in the valley seemed to freeze. Even the flames of the burning huts flickered and dimmed. The Moon-Eater was a legend—a weapon designed to sever the connection between a wolf and the Goddess, leaving them as nothing but mindless beasts. "He wouldn't," I breathed. "That would destroy everyone. Not just us. His own pack would be lost."

"Gold diggers don't deserve your pity." I felt a hand clamp tightly around my heart before twisting it cruelly. The pain was so intense that I couldn't breathe. I looked at Christopher and laughed. I was a gold digger, huh? My grievances burst forth at that moment. "How are you so sure that I'm a gold digger?" Something seemed to shift in his eyes. Just then, Meredith whipped out a video. It seemed she'd been waiting for this moment for a long time. "I didn't want to take things this far, Daphne, but I received some surveillance footage."

The pack link: the very soul of our species: was being silenced by the intergalactic static. Killian stood at the center of the bridge: his slate grey skin pulsing with a desperate, jagged silver light as he tried to hold the link together. But the more resonance he projected, the more the Void Eaters converged on the ship, drawn to the light like moths to a flame. "They are eating the light: Killian!" I cried, grabbing his hand. "The more you fight with resonanc, the faster they erase us!"

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

It was my mother’s voice, echoing through the neural link one last time. "Thank you for the data, darling. The Purge was just the beginning. Now, let's see how your rebels handle the 'God-Wolf' I just built with your frequency." A massive explosion rocked the Hive. The tunnel doors were torn off their hinges not by a bomb, but by a hand. A massive, white-furred beast stepped into the red light—it looked like Dante’s Void-Wolf, but it had Elena’s white-gold eyes and Silas’s lethal smile.