webnovel

once a time is country eveyone beet him but nobody help the country

History
Laufend · 1.2K Ansichten
  • 1 Kaps
    Inhalt
  • Bewertungen
  • N/A
    UNTERSTÜTZEN

What is once a time is country eveyone beet him but nobody help the country

Lesen Sie den Roman once a time is country eveyone beet him but nobody help the country des Autors Manzoor_Ahmad_8877, veröffentlicht auf WebNovel....

Zusammenfassung

Das könnte Ihnen auch gefallen

Eden of the Eclipse

While in the midst of clearing and mapping the last map within the massive virtual reality game 'Eclipse', in preparation for the final confrontation against the end goal 'Chaos'-the dragon of destruction, the members of the legendary party 'Eden' find themselves summoned into a strange new world. Faced with the ruthlessness of the king before them, and the world hell-bent on using them for personal gain, this three player's that had only ever known each other within the game must work together-break past their user names-and stop the Eclipse. However, what happens when their usual U.I is no more? Their status screens wiped? Their max level player avatars reset? What happens when they lose their oh so beloved legendary graded equipments? When they become mere fragments of their usual might? Worst of all, this world isn't merely an overlay of coding. Here, they could shed tears. Here, they could feel pain. Here, they could bleed. Within the world of Astria; they could die a gruesome death. However... "There is no way to stop the descent of the Eclipse, we can only fight and struggle after it has arrived. For that, we need a fully centered uniform army of humanity, strong enough to battle all the beasts that will inevitably arrive. However," "The people of this world are truly stupid, if we must save them from the Eclipse, the first step must be to conquer them." So proclaimed, on one fateful day, the tactician of the group, Allen Fraught. Thus unfolds a story about the summoned heroes conquering the world in order to save it. How would their misunderstood legend be written down into the history books? As heroes that saved the world? As conquerors that seized the throne of many lands for themselves? Or would they become something more, something entirely different?

LotsChrono · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
9 Chs

Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

The Empire's forces retreated in desperation—trampled by faceless horrors bringing darkness and death to these once beautiful lands. Only the most courageous stood in defiance, forming a last defence to buy the people time to flee—fighting until the final embers of hope burned out. A man stands with a silver sword, like a beacon of hope to those around him. He roared with all his might drawing his blade against the overwhelming enemy! "You face Lancelot, Sword of the Empire! " These horrors tested the Lord's grit and loyalty in the final moments. "Should my blade break, I will use my body!" The knights had fallen, broken swords for their tombstones, and lords fled, betraying the Empire to survive. "If my body breaks, I'll use my Soul!" Lancelot, the sword of the Empire, fought alone. All hope seemed lost. "And if my Soul fails..." What could a single man and his army do? He fights against the dark tide, blade in hand, heart on sleeve. "I will sell myself to the devil for revenge!" But he was too weak, too fragile. The last Lord of humanity stood against the enemy. Lancelot was a master of the sword, a mortal, neither a God nor a Saint. Miracles were beyond his reach. Now only a broken man impaled on his own destroyed throne. His blade shattered—now, like rose petals, it was scattered across the charred ground. Lancelot's soul was fated for the abyss as the light faded from his eyes. His last ounce of resistance used staring at the man who betrayed the Empire. Now with only the desire to kill, crush and seek revenge smouldering inside him. Now unwilling to die and desperate to fight once again. He desired to fight for the people who supported him. Lancelot refused to surrender, to fall like this. As quietly in the abyss, a voice whispered to him. It tried to entice the Lord, ignite his desire to win and fight again. "If given a second chance, to relive your life with a different choice... Would you Accept?" Blood gathered in his throat, forcing him to reply in his mind. A frail and broken voice 'There is no reason to ask, of course!' "No matter the cost?" 'Even if I were to lose everything...' 'If my people can live on. I would sacrifice everything I have!' "You will no longer be the same, a monster, twisted and vicious." "Will you still accept?" The Lord's heart ached, taking great pride in his humanity. To lose that caused his mind to falter. Finally, out of power, unable to speak or reply with a trembling arm. Lancelot reached out. Towards the raspy voice. Towards the abyss. Towards a new future. [So you would accept after all...] 'I must accept.' 'I must stand tall.' 'I must not break.' 'Because...' 'I am the Lord of humanity! [Nay, you are the king of demons] -------------- Release @ 22:30 (GMT+1)

Lunatic_Pandora · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
210 Chs

Bewertungen

  • Gesamtbewertung
  • Qualität des Schreibens
  • Aktualisierungsstabilität
  • Geschichtenentwicklung
  • Charakter-Design
  • Welthintergrund
Rezensionen

UNTERSTÜTZEN

empty img

Demnächst

Mehr zu diesem Buch

Meldung