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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 · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
286 Chs

Sword And Training

The sword was even more powerful than I had anticipated. Its energy seemed to have dissipated after my first swing. I couldn't help but wonder if it had something to do with me. How could I maintain control over it? The sword brought forth many questions in my mind during the battle, but I had to remain focused on the task at hand.

The leader of the clan eyed the sword in my hand with both suspicion and curiosity. But that didn't deter him. In fact, it only seemed to enrage him further. It was clear that I was attacking him with something I didn't fully understand. The damage I inflicted was inevitable.

The clan leader wasted no time. In an instant, he was beside me and had already delivered a powerful punch to my stomach, knocking me down.

Despite being knocked down once again, I was determined to stand back up. I reached for my sword that had fallen by my side, but the clan leader stepped on my outstretched hand and spoke in a harsh tone directly to my face.