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Chapter 400: Royal Blood Bastard
Luke stayed quiet this time. He left room for her to continue.“If none of this had happened… would you have gone back?” he asked. “Or would you have chosen revenge anyway?”Allison didn’t answer right away.When she finally spoke, it didn’t sound like she was talking to him at all. More ...
Chapter 399: The Weight of the Final Step
Snow kept falling, thick and endless, soft enough to swallow every sound. The world was white and cold and quiet.“Let me go, Luke,” Allison said. “Let me go or… or…”They stayed like that, frozen in place, close enough to feel each other’s breath. His hands held her arms. Her blade hove...
Chapter 398: I Won’t Let You Go
Allison’s double jump came again. She twisted midair and came down with a twin kick. The impact threw Luke backward into another broken pillar. He felt the stone shudder behind him — the castle was coming apart. Chunks of ceiling broke loose. Snow burst outward when they hit the ground.He tried ...
Chapter 397: Duel at the End of the World
The throne room was a ruin. The once grand walls were split open by deep fractures, and the ceiling had collapsed in several places, letting snow fall in slow, constant sheets. The cold inside was merciless. Luke felt as though he’d been plunged into a frozen lake; every breath burned, scraping hi...
Chapter 396: Last Minutes Before End
Jack lingered, rubbing the back of his neck, awkward as always.“See you next time, Luke. Allison. I promise I’ll show up at the reunion… even though I have no idea how to get from Pennsylvania to Maine without, you know, existing on paper. Technically we’re dead. Have you guys processed that...
Chapter 395: No Time for Heroes
The air inside the castle seemed to hum, thick and tense. It didn’t just come from the magic in the room, it came from all of us breathing together, from the wind slipping through the cracks, from metal shifting against armor. It was a steady pressure that made people hold their breath for a momen...
Chapter 394: The Doll Reforms
Erza Grimhart stepped out of the shadows. Her skin was split with deep fractures, her hands chipped and incomplete. Yet with every step she took, shards of porcelain lifted from the floor and drifted toward her, stitching themselves back into place. Piece by piece, she rebuilt herself simply by cont...
Chapter 393: Hanging Over the Abyss
Luke hung over the vast abyss, his body held up only by his fingers, already trembling from exhaustion. The explosion that had consumed the Midnight King had finally settled, leaving behind nothing but thick dust and chunks of stone raining into the void below. The air still smelled of ash and burnt...
Chapter 392: Demon vs Archangel
The soldiers stared at Luke in silence, faces hollowed by defeat and the shadow of fear. A cold wind swept the field, carrying the metallic tang of blood and death. They looked at what was left of their group; only Luke remained. The others had succumbed.The silence weighed heavier than any shout....
Chapter 391: The Fury of the Midnight King
The hall was almost completely dark, lit only by the unstable reflections of the crystals. But Luke saw everything, not with his eyes, but with his demon perception, sharpened in the absence of light. The darkness gave him an edge.[You received the Light Body buff!]*Your body becomes lighter, retain...
Chapter 390: The Portal and the Midnight King
Luke and Mason scaled the outer walls of the castle. The wind howled violently, cold and sharp, slicing through the air and battering the ancient, frost-covered stones. Each step demanded balance and strength. Luke’s hands burned, his body tense, muscles trembling under the strain. Above them, the...
Chapter 389: The King and the Dangerous Witch
"Right here," Luke finished, tapping his mask with two fingers. "I killed the Witch in the past without even realizing it."The silence that followed was almost tangible.For Luke, the pieces finally clicked into place: The Witch was the Fallen Stone Angel.The fragments of that mental ...
Chapter 388: Path of Stone and Blood
The pain in Luke’s belly was a living thing, sharp and steady, pulsing in time with his heartbeat. Heat radiated outward from the wound, and each breath felt like a blade passing through his ribs. The stone beneath him was cold and unyielding, smelling of iron, blood, and ancient rock. For a momen...
Chapter 387: The Contract with Death
“I accept the deal, but only with the system as the official intermediary.” Allison said.Shit. No. Don’t.Luke felt the mana gather in the arrow. The current flowed up from the core of his soul, racing through his limbs until it pooled in his hand. It was alive and hot, pulsing in time with his...
Chapter 386: The Dragon’s Sacrifice
“Exactly!” the Midnight King said, his laughter ringing through the hall like metal splitting apart. “You, dragon woman, possess a body that is both powerful and compatible. I want that body for myself.” His gaze locked on Allison, hungry and possessive, as if she were some ancient prize wai...
Chapter 385: The Doll, the Phoenix, the Dragon
The Midnight King had offered a simple bargain, cruel in its own way: one of them would become his host, and in return there would be no battle. Everyone understood what facing that creature would mean. It would be a monumental fight.“I accept the terms,” Erza said.Her words dropped into the hal...
Chapter 384: The Invisible Assassin
The Midnight King’s gaze hardened.“I’m offering you the best deal you’ll ever get. You’ll be free to return to your universe without further interference. However, out of the seven of you, one will serve as my host. After that, I and the remaining six will cross over together, along with t...
Chapter 383: Host or Death
The Midnight King sat motionless upon his throne, as if time itself had frozen around him. His body, half flesh and half stone, each patch of sculpted rock filling the void left by decay. He was something caught between the living and the dead, a king sustained only by the sheer stubbornness of exis...
Chapter 382: The Demon and the Archangel
Half of the archangel’s body was rotting away. Flesh once flawless had decayed into uneven patches, and the face exposed half of the skull beneath. The decay reached all the way to his heart; it pulsed there, blackened. His chest, covered in scraps of cloth and shards of stone, split with glowing ...
Chapter 381: The King and the Throne
“You have until I reach the throne to decide. If, when I turn, you are still standing there… I will kill you.”Almost casually, the Midnight King began to walk toward the throne. Each step thundered through the black stone hall. The sound spread, deep and reverent, as if each footfall was steal...
Chapter 380: The Angel and the Abyss
The sound of arrows slicing through the air came in rapid bursts, each one a sharp, dry snap. Eleanor loosed them one after another, fingers already numb to the heat of the bowstring. Her enchanted quiver brimmed with arrows born of her mana, each shot vanishing only for another to take its place. B...
Chapter 379: The Midnight King
A deep, frigid voice echoed through the bowels of the castle, vibrating across the walls as if the stone itself were speaking. Even with the torches lit, their light seemed to die before reaching the shadows. The flames flickered weakly, swallowed by the black stone that devoured every glimmer of wa...
Chapter 378: Reanimated Wyvern Core
“I don’t understand,” Franky hissed.Luke drew in a slow breath and opened the familiar interface. A translucent panel materialized in the air, hovering amid the thick, gray haze.[Familiar: Frankzaroth]Race: JormungandrRank: FFamiliar Skills: [Serpent’s Leap (Rare)], [Corrosive Venom (Ultra-R...
Chapter 377: Final Step to the Castle
Snow fell in heavy sheets, piling thick across the ground until every step sank deep into the white. The wind howled between the statues lined along the fortress wall, and Oswald pushed forward with his body bent, shielding his face with one arm. The stone figures around him seemed almost alive. On ...
Chapter 376: The Queen on the Board
Luke pushed forward through the snowfield, the wind slicing the air like invisible blades. Moments ago, he had helped Eleanor, and now he was charging across the white wasteland atop his stone horse. Around him, the statues ran, fast, too fast for something lifeless. They tore through the battlefiel...
Chapter 375: A View to a Kill
Eleanor hit the ground hard. The impact knocked the breath from her lungs, the burn of blood mixing with the freezing bite of snow. The creatures closed in, snarling, their mangled bodies collapsing over her, teeth clashing as they lunged for flesh.Her hand shot to the holster on her thigh. A throwi...
Chapter 374: Arrows in the Snow
Eleanor loosed arrow after arrow, her bow singing with every pull. Each shot cut through the air and found its mark, rotting flesh, shattered armor, twisted bodies collapsing into the snow. There was no time to retrieve spent arrows; the undead kept coming, endless and relentless, tripping over one ...
Chapter 373: Call of the Fallen Angel
The wind howled hard enough to make the walls tremble. Each gust sliced through the air like a blade, carrying snow, dust, and the distant cries of battle. The storm had devoured the sky, a churning vortex of gray and white that erased the horizon completely. Inside the fortress, chaos ruled. Torche...
Chapter 372: An Army of One
“There’s something ahead,” Allison warned, raising her blade.As they drew closer, torchlight began to cut through the haze. Flames shivered against the cold wind, scattered like embers stubbornly resisting the storm. Ahead, between shadow and snow, a line of soldiers emerged, exhausted, cruste...
Chapter 371: One Hour to Die
The strike came from behind. Eleanor never saw the blade, only felt the burn slice between her shoulder blades, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. She lurched forward, a muffled cry escaping her throat. Before she could recover, something solid, a fist or maybe the hilt of the weapon,...
