webnovel

Fallen Conqueror

Gods were slain… Devils were vanquished... Worlds clashed into oblivion! Bilim Vladir was the hope of humanity, the great Flaming Conqueror. Finally, after years of war and battle, Bil created an empire and could start a family. Unfortunately, Bil was betrayed and his family was assassinated. However, Bil secretly survived along with his newborn children, a brazen, ambitious boy named Jash and a calm, collected daughter named Nelphy. After eighteen years of secrets and hiding, Bil settles down by the city. Finally, Bil can retire and enjoy life as best as he can while living in the shadow of society. But the journeys of Bil’s two children, now official citizens and adults, have only just begun. They no longer have to wander and travel aimlessly. Finally, they get to live life as they’ve always dreamed of! Jash rushes into the world of veita and training! With a grin on his face, Jash has the determination to leave his mark on the world, no matter what he has to do. He’ll train with experts, decimate the battlefield, and… secretly destroy the empire?! Nelphy, however, accidentally learned Bil’s identity and now seeks to learn EVERYTHING that Bil has kept secret. She scours books and legends for every hint available. She’ll search for the aunt she never knew she had. She’ll… be hunted by her own brother!? And Bil… may be forced out of "retirement" to try and clean up the mess. ---Book 3 of 10 in the Quillverse--- ** PAUSED (till the end of DBA, at the latest) ** Discord: https://discord.gg/akzn9SM5k9 Art by @itsjustfroggy, found on Youtube, Twitter, or Twitch! **Note: You do NOT need to read my "Quillverse" series in order, but some books will have tie-ins or shared characters further back or further forward on the cosmic timeline.

TheSilverQuill · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
424 Chs

2 Elders vs 3 Commanders

Zzzz-CHRRIP!

Kardon's worst nightmare had been fulfilled.

In the same moment Kardon had forcefully moved his body, the tip of the electrified sword turned. The sword never lost its target. Its flight path was adjusted on the fly and was completely undeterred by the impulsive dodge of the crippled elder.

While Kardon's final cry for fate's mercy rang out, seeking hope, the sword skewered the elder through the back.

The last thing Kardon's eyes saw was a single dot of dark blue veita on his chest, reunited with the dark blue flecks on the tip of the skewering sword. It had been resting atop one of the armor plates of the battle robe, directly over his heart.

Kardon didn't even have the chance to scream again as he watched the flying blade run him through and perfectly thrust through that dark blue dot from behind.