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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....

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286 Chs

Pride Against Honor

The Epic had not stopped for a single second.

Despite her massive size, she was incredibly aggressive and accelerated quite a little faster, and specifically targeted me. She slipped out of the rough surface and approached me as if she were floating in mid-air. She then sprang into the air and waved her left hand at me.

It wasn't a problem for me to get away from the blow, since I roughly guessed where her attack would come.

However, the nails on the tips of her fingers developed faster and became larger. As a result, the fact that they were pointed and sharp like razors was a major disadvantage for me.

I even jumped backward to avoid her. Then, leaning against the wall for support, I put both feet in front of me with all my might, my gaze fixed on her chest. I moved quickly to keep up with her moves and hit her to make her pause.