Villain's Valor: A Noble Fantasy Resurrection
Shrouded in a veil of mystery and darkness, a sinister threat lurks among the shadows, weaving its plan from the depths of a forgotten past. The emergence of this voracious darkness threatens to devour everything in its path, and as Anthony embarks on a desperate quest for truth, he faces moral dilemmas, betrayals he never imagined, and sacrifices that defy all logic. On his journey, every shadow seems to hide a secret, every step toward the light reveals a new layer of darkness. Who is friend and who is foe in this dangerous game between light and darkness? What ancient forces stir beneath the surface, waiting for their moment to emerge and ravage everything in their path? With each discovery, Anthony delves deeper into a labyrinth of intrigue and danger, where the very future of his world hangs by a thread, and the only certainty is that truth is even more elusive than the shadows that conceal it. ******* Show me your support if you enjoy my story! You can help me by giving me your power stones or even giving me gifts with golden tickets, this motivates me to keep writing! Thank you very much for reading my novel! You can also add it to your collection! Write a review!
Chapter 193: Something's wrong
With clenched teeth, Anthony felt a force consuming his blood and flesh, roiling deep within his being. An eruption of dark energy burst from his back, tearing through his flesh as four pairs of wings sprouted forth, stretching majestically into the air, a sea of blood pooling beneath his feet, his body morphing inside and out, more and more blood pouring from his mouth, his skin turning pale, almost white.
From his head, two pairs of horns emerged, black as obsidian. His hair remained as ebony as ever, as did his eyes, now reflecting the darkness that enveloped him. Anthony had descended into a state of trance, feeling lost, devoid of reason.
His stature increased as his transformation progressed, reaching a height of two meters. In his hands, the darkness surrounding him took shape, solidifying into an ebony sword, firm and tangible in its grip. The aura of madness enveloping his visage manifested in a manic grin.