Zelda Ghirahim นิยาย & เรื่องราว

ZANDER'S POV "Zander! Let him go," Hazel yelled. I felt her tiny fingers working as a tool to wrench my claws from around Lance's neck. "Do you take me for a fool, ghoul?" Gidian bellowed, ignoring the pleas of our wife. The rotten corpse struggled against my hold, but the more he struggled, pieces of his body kept falling to the ground. It tried talking, but my tight grip didn't allow him to. "That's enough!" Isis boomed.

THIRD PERSON POV "Zelda... What? How's this even possible?" Mira stammered as she watched Zelda take a few more steps closer to her. Just like Lilith had told Zelda, she needed to take what was rightfully hers, so she decided to go back to the coven, but unfortunately, she couldn't give the comeback she really wanted to give because Lilith and Nora had killed the witches. Zelda chuckled upon seeing Mira... she was glad Mira was still alive so she could teach her a lesson.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Zelda, immersed in the joy of impending shopping, remained oblivious to the malicious pheromones. She felt Paisley's grip on her wrist loosen—her crimson pheromones surged, and she bounded down the stairs with a roar, her aura shaking the first-floor tiles. Zelda froze, her wolf ears twitching. Paisley stood before Sabrina, her crimson pheromones blazing like wildfire. Her pupils narrowed into molten vertical slits, and her wolf claws faintly gleamed with silver. "Who are you talking about? Spit it out. No beating around the bush."

I held his eyes for a moment and shrugged again. “Am I supposed to panic? Knock yourself out. Not like you don’t know the story already, right? So? The coordinates?” He chuckled under his breath and made me turn to the table and pointed at the plot land map. “The iron thing checks. Now we gotta go check the other five.” His words felt like a slap in the back of my head. “Wait! Six coordinates, six stars, six ghosts. Too much of a—” “Holy shit! Three sixes like in 666? What the fuck’s going on here? Is it some kind of portal to hell?”

*Zelda's POV* I was thrilled to have my own body back. Of course I felt awful for Dresira and I meant what I said about avenging her. The Aleni would not prevail over Uquix! Surax led me to the prisons. “Can I ask you something?” “Sure Empress Zelda.” He grunted. “Can I have your nose ring?” He stopped in his tracks. “You’re not participating in the Four Trials of the Forsaken Apex, are you?”

Zelda left the hospital and walked toward the taxi stand nearby, hoping to find a cab to take her to Jian's apartment. But to her disappointment, there was no taxi in sight. With a sigh, she pulled out her phone to order an Uber instead. Just as she was finalizing the order, a car pulled up in front of her, stopping abruptly. She looked up, surprised, and saw the driver turning to face her…it was Hammer. “Zelda!” Hammer greeted her, his face lighting up with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

Spending his time there from noon till night time, Lucas managed to upgrade all of his 18 Sharp-Clawed Zombies into Rank 4 Zombies. Ding… "Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Super Treasure Chest." At that time, the System’s notification went off in Lucas' mind. Lucas opened up the Super Treasure Chest without thinking. "Congratulations to the host for obtaining an Exclusive Zombie Skill, Ghastly Zombie Form!" Ghastly Zombie Form: Tens of zombies can be fused together to create a Ghastly Zombie. After becoming a Ghastly Zombie, their abilities will increase by ten times. Additionally, they will emit a murderous aura and begin a massacre that takes place up to hundreds of kilometers w

It was like a dead human with the strangest appearance. Elongated nails that were as black as the dark night. A body that seems to be fading she could almost call it a ghost if not for the fact that she was really looking at it. No form of nose, eyes mouth or ears, just a black foggy head. What was it? Suddenly, bright reddish orbs blazed open from the formless head and looked straight at her, spellbinding her that she just couldn't look away. There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it.

1000 years ago "òktus họ̀lliüm bolîûm stranga" "Grâstōna galián" "Isùlã gàronà drâmōn yéturâ" "The reign of the demon hybrid shall come when the supernatural realm shall be redeemed under the leadership of the Demon Hybrid"