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Raisya said. Us, as in the Legendary ranked Hunters and the Dragon Emperors. “Well, that was the time when I evaluated them. They are probably stronger now and since they got the title, they haven’t tried the evaluation again. Right now, maybe some of them can do the same. I think Rain and Ryuka can, and maybe Akame as well.” Raisya seemed to be reminiscing about the past. She was smiling while mentioning their names. “I see. I think I can blast a snake or two as well with my Molecular Disruptor Cannon. Maybe.” Nazu said.

hit the man's stomach, a golden-colored light came out of the man's body. "I've recovered," the man replied, rising to his feet. "I haven't even treated you yet," Brizel was honest. "Then who is treating me?" he thought. The man's eyes then focused on the anklet in Brizel's hand. "Is this bracelet yours?" she asked. "Yes, this is the bracelet my mother gave me when I was born," she answered honestly. "I've heard from my ancestors that this bracelet only belongs to someone who was born a goddess," she says.

Watching him advocate so fervently for himself, I lazily raised my eyes and gave him a once-over. "And why exactly should I trust you? Is it your age? Your knack for dangling empty promises in front of employees? Or perhaps your expertise in workplace bullying?" That single glance I gave him wasn't really hurtful. It was just brutally humiliating. Watching him cower meekly, no longer dare to act tough, and still having to shamelessly plead with me felt indescribably satisfying. "I-I just want another chance. I didn't mean anything else by it. I'll make a comeback, I swear."

Vivienne yelled, dropping to one knee and unleashing a barrage of blue kinetic pulses down the hall. Ethan took cover behind a structural pillar, raising his weapon. The battle for the final legacy of the Watchmaker had reached the heart of Switzerland, and this time, there was no alternate timeline to escape to.

Azian nodded, "he is the symbol of our bond, your Dragon, Kaya,” I hummed glancing at my bare shoulder, "what does he do?" Azian Chuckled, “You’ll see, He will protect you to some extent, though he isn't as good as the real thing," he replied his eyes shimmering a deep gold I nodded holding his gaze. One thing was bugging my mind at the back of my head, but I didn't want to ask it, afraid it would ruin the moment. But it ate me up so much I ended up blurting it out, "and Legion? What will happen to him? I mean he thinks that I'm his m-"

"Lady Zhuyun also owns a yeouiju. Hers is of lesser value compare to the one that Hyakuya Kurai and Maiko has but it is still an object of power. He has desired it as well as hold a centuries old grudge against her hence why he has attacked her. Yuto is being punished by the benefactor despite already being punished by another. The only way to break through and go back is to have more power. That is the reason he desires the yeouiju. Yuto has no desire to train hence he wants to take short cuts instead. Now he is being monitored and the benefactor has brought a message that Yuto will pay for his crimes in the right moment." "Okay? Um... I have a question. Kurai has the yeouiju now. What will

” “Alright, thanks, Dad.” “But, we still need one item, that’s the Jade of Origin from the Legacy of the witch doctors. The information carried by Granny Wich is still limited. I want you to head to California. Keep a close watch on this guy and find out the source of the Legacy acquired by him. Most importantly, bring back the Jade of Origin from the Legacy. I’ll get the Four Great Ghost Servants to accompany you.” Levi’s eyes glistened. What he wanted the most was revenge.

“W-What’s the thing—what’s the thing about these shadows—obsidian whatnot?” Blame, Kleint, and Luis looked at each other for a moment, seemingly communing through the sparkle of their orbs. “Obsidian-black shadow, Ms. Marjorie, is the legendary mark of Legends. It’s rare for a wielder to attain such a stage, especially when they ended up losing their energy with trivial things such as expensive food. Not only that, it requires a lot of training and determination. In fact, unless you can successfully wear your shadow and not die by using your energy 24/7, then you can attain such a level.

Seconds later, the sound of large wings disturbing the air drew Nya’s eyes skyward. He appeared over the moon first, as he always seemed to do, pausing there, silhouetted by the silver light, his red and black scales glimmering. Looking up at him, it was hard to think of him as anything other than a magnificent winged creature, a legendary, mythological being of mass proportion. Nya’s mouth dropped open as she gazed up at him, her awe temporarily disturbing her mission.

In a panic, I touched my swollen belly. The tiny life inside, kicking wildly moments ago from the trauma, was fading. A tear slipped down my cheek. My world went dark. My body went limp. "Damn it! Healer! Over here, now!" Lucius caught me frantically as I fell. The ruthless, thousand-year-old king held me tight against his chest. His blood-soaked hands were actually trembling. I gripped his shirt, digging my nails deep into the fabric. I needed him to remember me. I needed him to be my blade for revenge.