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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
424 Chs

The Power of a World

Cra-chting! Ch-chtung! Whirr-ch-chting!

Flaming kukris, volleys of fireballs, enormous blasts of blue flame… Redirecting tempests, barrages of wind blades, compacted tornadoes of spiraling wind blades… 

Nadon evaded, scattered, and deflected it all. That hailstorm was too powerful to deter. Within that world, Nadon controlled everything. And there was nothing that Sodun and Tuskar could do to change that, even though they tried everything. 

"He should be running low on veita!" Sodun shouted, still staying on Nadon's side in a flanking position. 

Tuskar nodded while repelling the nearest blades of hail with an aura of intense fire. "Yeah! … But so are we!" 

Next, the bladed hail gathered into two currents, like schools of bladed, frosted fish swimming through the air. And both assistant generals spotted a current coming in their direction. 

WHIRRRR-CH-CH-CH!! FWOOSH-CR-CR-CRACK!!