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Wolf Bloodline

King Einar, the astonishing king of the great and only continent, one day decided to choose a new heir to his kingdom from among his five most precious sons. By giving each of them different duties, King Einar did something unchangeable and unimaginable that day. He gave them an order and not only a task or a quest to accomplish, but he also wanted his sons to accomplish their duty with maturity, with honor, and with pride. But nothing, he wanted to do went in order, just because of his son. The eldest and most powerful brother, "Yores", opposed this situation. He decided that it would be better, if the King gave them a second chance. But everything was chosen, and he found himself another solution to conquer his biggest rival. Lost, against anything that he wanted to win. So he made a deal with the most powerful lineage, "The Apocalypse Lineage," to take the throne. And by obtaining power, he started a rebellion. After Yores took the throne, he ruled the people in such a manner for years, damaged many relationships and made himself the evilest person to ever be seen. But even his reign, came to an end. A wolf descendant, one of the strongest lineage's people, challenged Yores. Jiro, the strongest person among bloodlines. He was so brave, so strong, and so dauntless. He was someone who changed many things. The Battle of Jiro and Yores continued for three days exactly, and their battle, being heard all over the continent, changed the entire world. But the real story to be told was only beginning....

ASW · Fantaisie
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286 Chs

Encountering With Fear

From the moment the black knight saw the rising of the gas, he got into a different state of disturbance. As if he had seen the gas before, he made hasty movements to escape from it immediately.

And he called out to me with a tense voice tone,

"Try not to inhale the gas in any way! Otherwise, our internal organs will be rotten in seconds!"

I immediately closed my nose and mouth, covering it with my hand, and kept myself close to him.

Together we stood in the corner of the room that had not yet received a lot of gas, and tried to take the gas away from ourselves as much as possible. Something to cut that flow, was the thing we sought, even every single side of us was covered with bombs that were made in a different way. 

But yet, another thing that was indecent, was that we still did not get a sight of the person who threw these bombs at us.

That person was hiding in the shadows, watching us.