Zygerrian Jedi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I stammered completely bewildered by the situation. Who is this guy? And why is he helping me out? Understanding my confusion he leaned in closer to me as he whispered very slowly, “Don’t worry, I will handle them, go and take a five minutes break,” he mumbled just for my ears. His close proximity made my cheeks grow hot and I noticed each of the members from the Blood Shire Pack was looking at our interaction with an envious look on their faces. Then I turned my eyes towards Zane, and I was shocked to see that he had a murderous look on his face which made me come out of my haze and walk towards the kitchen mindlessly.

My entire life I have trained to become a warrior, which meant I had to keep myself levelheaded. “Do you need a minute?” Ryker asked when I paused once more at the top of the stairs that would lead us to the basement. Shaking my head, I focused on my breathing and not my emotions. During the last few steps, I heard thrashing around inside a metal cage. Like something exceptionally large was trying to break free. “If we don’t get a hold of him, he is going to break free!” A familiar female voice yelled from the basement.

He hadn't said anything until now. I smiled at him. “To you, being an Alpha is already a great thing that studying is nothing compared to it. But to me, I have to study, so even if you don't want to—then give me some space.” “This thing….” The one in the middle lifted his hand to hit me, but a hoarse masculine voice made him pause halfway. We all turned to the entrance, and there stood Tyrion with his friend, Kisey. He was taking a better look at everyone—his palm dipped into his pocket.

Jurgen was immensely shocked by Ryder's sudden appearance! He had just used his senses to survey the surroundings, and apart from the three people surrounding him, he did not detect the fourth person at all. But the moment he withdrew his senses, Ryder mysteriously appeared in front of him. This level of strength was definitely leagues above his! "Are you a master of the Sanctuary level?" Jurgen asked slowly, looking at Ryder's indifferent face. "It doesn't matter what level I am. What matters is that you understand what consequences your actions will bring! Although you only have one son in your official records, the organization has found out about your illegitimate son Marc Zynder oversea

“You didn’t feel anything.” Silence again. Because that was true. Too true. “You moved faster than they could react,” he continued. “Stronger than they could counter. And you didn’t hesitate. Not once.” Zira studied me now. Closely. “You’re sure?” she asked. Krager nodded. “I’ve fought beside her before,” he said. “I know what she was capable of.” A pause. “Whatever this is… It’s different.” The others shifted again. Uneasy now.

Although the young man in front of him was only at Lv 6 Agility, he still felt that this guy was not simple. As the successor of the Dark Shadow Bloodline, Ying Jiu had always been quite confident in his intuition. After the two Dragonesque Elephant fangs were separated. Ying Jiu said to Zephyr Khan in a hoarse voice, "Ying Jiu!" Zephyr Khan smiled and said, "Zephyr Khan!"

To think that such incredible people who could deal with ghosts existed… After thinking for a while, she then turned to look at Rey before asking, “…Then… Is Rey also…?” Chuckling in response, Gerald then replied, “Rey’s just joined our team recently, and he’s my disciple! Speaking of disciples, I’m telling you all this for a reason. Yrsa, what do you think about becoming Miss Zorn’s disciple to become a cultivator? Naturally, it’s all up to you and we won’t force you if you don’t want to go with that! So, what do you say, Yrsa?” “How could I say no, brother Gerald? After all, all three of you saved my life! With that said, I fully agree with being Miss Zorn’s disciple! I’ll definitely becom

They were Pegasus and Black Dragon, of the Quintus family’s zodiac fighters, and the strongest among them all. Simultaneously, they were also Jakoda’s bodyguards, responsible for his safety twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Yulian and Tigre entered the living room. The tense atmosphere seemed to paralyze Yulian’s already distraught mind. “Father.” He approached Jakoda and instantly dropped onto his knees. “I have made a mistake. Please punish me, Father.” Setting his mug of ginger tea down, Jakoda started rubbing his temples, a habit that Yulian also had.

Grendel snorted again, ashen faced. Lapon simply laughed in turn. "Really? In that case, don't say I didn't warn you that your fief will soon be annexed, right under your watch." "What?!" Murin, Grendel, and Luna paled in indignation. Then, glaring at Lapon, Grendel demanded icily, "Explain yourself!" "Hehe…" The youth chuckled just then. "I am Zoran Zangief, son of Tobek Zangief—chief of the Danifo Alliance!"

Even more dangerous events were about to unfold. "Mork, take Zayn, Gina, and the other disciples and prepare to fly to Purple Star. I'll go first to see if I can stop Travis," Wren said, snapping out of his shock over Chase producing his 11th Divine Vein. He realized he had more important matters to attend to. "Yes, sir!" Mork and the two Light Divine Holy Land prodigies that Wren valued most, Zayn and Gina, responded. Zayn, known as the swordsman, was a stage-two major martial god who excelled in the Light Deity Sword Technique. Because of his swordsmanship, he was particularly interested in the Sky Light Holy Sword.