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The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

After Ragnarok, the gods and demons died, the heroes perished and all the beasts who fought them toe to toe ceased to exist as well. The world evolved, after the death of all superiors (Gods), the inferiors (Mortals) started to learn the ways to gain those celestial powers, some even surpassed the gods. They were gifted with the spirits of deceased powerful beings. Spirit stolen at birth, the prince of once a doughty werewolf kingdom, Ezra Zephyr is plagued by the curse of god until the fate draws him to a mysterious domain. Where he meets a beast, who became Ezra's spirit. That beast was no ordinary beast at all, he was the evil monsterous wolf of Norse, who killed Odin and devoured the Sun. He was Fenrir, son of Loki and Angraboda. Fenrir trained Ezra Zephyr before becoming his spirit; from that moment the Ezra Zephyr changed his innocence with atrocity. Join Ezra Zephyr as he'll wreck havoc in the world with Fenrir as his spirit. Get ready for rollercoaster of Adventure, War, Dark Schemes, Light Comedy and Seggs. A world where both Cultivators and Sorcerors fight for supremacy, a new fantasy world where Qi and Mana co-exist. *** First 32 chapters consist of MC's training, don't judge before reading atleast 40 chaps. This is a novel where MC will trample the so called Gods and Heroes in myriad of mythologies without disisting his sexual urges that he inherited as werewolf. However, there won't be harem and MC will not stick to one girl. This novel is inspired by chinese novel Dragon Prince Yuan, the first few chapters will resemble to it, it's my token of respect to the author of DPY. However, the story and theme is completely different. [ Hello dear readers add me on discord to be in touch with novel man's fan community. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/AcZ72pRbAZ]

The_Novel_Man · Fantaisie
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Fair Sword of Humanity

Theor's expression had turned rather grave as he gazed upon the toying look on Ixtal's face. Meeting the next chieftain of the bearmen tribe here was definitely not part of his plans.

This was really quite unlucky. After all, the current him was completely outclassed. After all, Ixtal had a 6th-grade Martial Spirit.

Hence, Theor's gaze flickered slightly for an instant, before the Qi suddenly exploded below his feet. Not even a shred of hesitation could be seen as his figure jumped and stood in front of Ezra as he said. "Your Majesty, run. I will hold him back".

The only thing to do in this situation was run, according to him.

"Can you really escape?" However, Ixtal Molarch merely smiled faintly in response to Theor's decisive choice to let the prince of Bloodfang Kingdom escape, a smile that contained a faint hint of mockery.