John Jones

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  • by John Jones Chapter 772: Your Instinct “Treas!” Parriot exclaimed as soon as he arrived at Mabia. His sharp gaze immediately fell against the building that was famed for auctioning rare and exotic items from all corners of the world. Parriot immediately turned into a human form as soon as he was about to land and immediately caught the awe and curiosity of the onlookers in the city. They had witnessed something bizarre before, but not as bizarre as what he had just done right before their very eyes. “I need…
  • by John Jones Chapter 771: Prince Frey’s Concern Jugen immediately pulled his reign before his rose raised its hind legs. Riku furrowed her brows as she placed her hand on top of the hilt of her curved sword. “Is there something wrong?” “There is,” Jugen shook his head before turning around and facing the forest with solemn eyes. “What is?” Riku asked. “Do you need someone to die?” “No, I don’t, I just forgot,” he tapped the horse with his foot before it neighed and entered the forest once…
  • by John Jones Chapter 770: Tell Him, They Severed Her Hand Nostria was under a solemn defeat. Their heads hung down for the loss of those who successfully defended the kingdom with their lives on the line. As much as they wanted to blame someone, it was a part of their job, the responsibility they had taken when they wore the armor and raised their blades for the flag that fluttered on top of the palace. “The Mist Clan has arrived…. too late, huh,” Reka solemnly muttered as she watched the aftermath of the…
  • by John Jones Chapter 769: Lost Biane and Clemora couldn’t believe their eyes. Their sight lay on the famous blonde woman who held on top of the vile creature’s shoulder, with an immense amount of blood dripping from her severed arm. The guards were stupefied. The enemy had captured their goal, their most treasured, Golden Demoness. Their knees wobbled at the sight, as the weapon in their hands got heavier with every second advancing forward. Time seemed to stand still. Not a word was let out from Nostria’s…
  • by John Jones Chapter 768: My Win The thud was heavier than any sun. Half of her forearm was gone as blood kept churning out from the pulsing vessels inside her. Karina had her face sucked out of her. Her vision blurred at each second the clock ticks as the words coming out from the orc turned incomprehensible and echoing. She was swaying, with her severed hand pointing down. Her shoulders loosened, and her lips gaped open. Her breasts sluggardly heaved up and down. Her foot took one step forward instinctively to…
  • by John Jones Chapter 767: Goodbye… Lyon. His little legs kept on moving as trees from behind tumbled ono by one. “WHERE ARE YOU GOING!!” A loud shout rendered the forest trembling. Local animals immediately scurried away from their lovely homes. However, Fenrir didn’t lose his balance as he kept on going. His instinct heightened as he kept on going with those little snubs called paws. The fear of life, the fear of death, he was going for the light at the and the path, and he will do so with the woman he…
  • by John Jones Chapter 765: Sylviana’s Image “You persistent FOOLS!” the chief gritted his teeth before he raised his calf to a knee-high. “Then tremble below my feet!” Everyone was petrified. The amount of muscle hidden beneath his thick skin could crush a dragon’s head with a single stomp. However, before he could put down his foot, a bolt of black lightning zipped the sky. “Huh?!” the orc frowned before his breast was struck. The resounding clap of thunder immediately followed before his raised leg…
  • by John Jones Chapter 764: Run!!! The strongest orc frowned. He had his arms crossed the whole time while watching what unfold before him. Their numbers were significantly overpowering Nostria’s side, yet the latter were relentless in their craft. “Where is the woman that you seek of,” he uttered. “She just gave you a warm welcome with her palm before, remember?” Nora smirked a smile. “Are you serious? That blonde woman is what you’re after?” The chief raised his brows with disbelief. She was within…
  • by John Jones Chapter 763: Shall Aid! Everyone froze at the sight. The smallest creature of them all was blazingly glaring at the strongest orc. The cold blood inside that small fur boiled as its eyes turned vibrantly silver. The chief’s pupils shrunk. He felt none from the arrow piercing his forehead, but the glare of the little creature was unbelievably belching with superior killing intent. “Fenrir!” Karina exclaimed before she struck a palm against the large opening of his abdomens. *Growl! The little…
  • by John Jones Chapter 761: Yo-yo Morale “Huh? What are those?” asked one of the guards with his sword drawn. He squinted his eyes to better focus his vision. “Huh?! Tusk?” his pupils shrunk before his armor jittered. He gulped. “Orcs! There are orcs!” His shout quickly courted the attention of his surroundings. The guards promptly came to his aid and stood by his side. Their eyes were horrified by what was coming at them. The wild bloodlust in those green-skinned creatures was creeping on their…
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