Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance General Bale stood at the foot of the grand palace of Lord Azril, his gaze sweeping over the architectural wonder before him. The palace loomed high above the mist-laden mountains, an imposing testament to power and divine rule. Towering pagoda-style roofs curved like dragon’s wings, their gilded edges reflecting the crimson hues of the setting sun. Enormous red and black columns carved with swirling motifs of serpents and celestial warriors stood in unwavering silence, bearing witness to centuries of conquest and ambition.A vast staircase of jade and granite led to the palace entrance, each step polished to a sheen, worn slightly from the passage of time. Intricate carvings of past warlords and celestial deities lined the railings, their eternal gazes seeming to judge those who ascended. At every tier, large bronze braziers flickered with fragrant incense, the curling smoke rising like ancestral spirits whispering in the wind. The sc

Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance WHISPERS OF THE ABYSS viously, on Sword of VengeanceThe inferno that once consumed the hall began to wither, its wild flames surrendering to an encroaching darkness. Shadows unfurled like thick velvet curtains, swallowing the last embers of light.Then, he was gone.Lord Azril and General Bale stood motionless for a moment, their breaths steady but heavy, as if the air itself had been relieved of an unseen weight. That oppressive aura—so thick it had almost been tangible—had dissipated along with him.Without a word, they turned on their heels and left the hall, their movements hushed, almost reverent.The moment they stepped outside the palace, the night air met them like an old adversary, slicing through their dampened clothes. The cold was sharp, biting, yet oddly cleansing. As they descended the grand staircase, silence loomed between them, heavy and unspoken.Lord Azril climbed into the carriage, his expression unread

        Previously, on Sword of Vengeance                               What the hell is happening? Why couldn't he reach her, even in this world? Why did her face remain blurry, like a dream slipping from his grasp? Frustration surged through him, coiling in his chest like a beast ready to break free. His eyes snapped open, and with a guttural roar, a violent wind exploded from within. The force shattered the chains binding him, sending shockwaves rippling across the chamber.  Windows shattered, jagged shards of glass slicing through the air. The warriors stationed outside were flung from their feet, tumbling like fallen leaves in a storm. Dust and debris rained down as coughs and groans filled the air. Read more