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Battle of the immortals Chapter 34: Fearless Captives
The hall was filled with loud, lively music as well-dressed wealthy guests danced gracefully. Men and women paired off, their movements elegant against the backdrop of soft, orchestral sounds."Hey John," a lady greeted John Reynolds warmly as she approached him, holding a glass of wine. She was in her fifties, dressed in luxurious attire that showed she would be very experienced in politics. "Why'd you set up a victory party already? Thought you'd wait to be officially announced the winner."John sighed deeply and turned to her, his arms crossed. "You know, Cynthia, sometimes you celebrate the blessings before they arrive. You don’t always have to wait for confirmation."Cynthia took another sip of her wine, nodding appreciatively at his words. John looked intently into her eyes, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Only losers wait for their blessings to come before celebrating," he declared confidently, then walked away to mingle with other guests.As John talked with other guests
Battle of the immortals Chapter 35: Woe
The auditorium was packed with people waiting to hear who would be the next president. Royce and Aethon entered, scanning the room for seats. Every seat was taken, except for two at the front. As they headed towards them, a couple got there first.Just as the couple was about to sit down, Aethon whispered to Royce, "Watch this," and subtly used his magic to slide the chairs back. The couple stumbled, confused, and tried to sit again. Each time they tried, Aethon repeated his trick."Ouch!" the man exclaimed as they fell for the third time, this time hitting the chair back hard."Maybe it's a sign we shouldn't sit here," the woman said, rubbing her back.Groaning in pain, they grabbed their things and hurried away from the seats.Royce chuckled, "Quick thinking, Aethon."They walked over to the now-empty seats and sat down, settling in as the room buzzed with anticipation for the event to begin.Finally, after a long wait where some people started to sleep, the program began. A man wal
Battle of the immortals Chapter 36: Death Before Blessing
Royce looked around and spotted a fire extinguisher hanging on the wall nearby. With determination, he grabbed it, feeling its weight in his hands. As the insects swarmed towards him, he swung the extinguisher, knocking them away one by one. But to his surprise, for every bug he struck down, it seemed two more took its place. Frustration built up inside him as he realized the futility of his efforts.Suddenly, sharp pains shot through his back as some of the insects managed to crawl into his clothing, causing him to cry out in pain. With a grimace, he fought through the discomfort, using the little magic he had gotten from his journey to the immortal realm to push the insects back into the room they had come from.Thinking he was free, Royce reached for a nearby torch, preparing to make his escape. But before he could take more than a few steps, the insects broke through the door with a forceful crash, charging towards him once again.Royce yelled as he ran, torch in hand, down the st
Battle of the immortals Chapter 37: President's Deception
As Lorenz finished his oath, the judge faced the crowd with a formal nod. "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the new president of Parkland, Penn Lorenz!"The response was mixed. Some attendees immediately stood up, clapping and cheering loudly. Others remained seated, their faces tight with disapproval, murmuring among themselves and hissing in discontent. Lorenz noticed the divided reaction but simply smiled and shook his head slightly, looking unbotheredAbove the auditorium, fighter jets soared across the sky, flying in tight, precise formations. Their display was followed by bursts of fireworks that lit up the sky, adding a festive note to the formal proceedings inside.Back in the hall, the judge draped a ceremonial sash across Lorenz's shoulders and respectfully bowed his head. "Mr. President, you may now address your people."Stepping up to the microphone with confidence, Lorenz waited as the mic echoed briefly before settling. He looked over the crowd, his expression one
Battle of the immortals Chapter 38: Nightmare
Victor rose from his seat, stretching his hand towards Lorenz in a gesture of congratulations. Lorenz, surprised by Victor's boldness, accepted the handshake, his expression filled with astonishment."Congratulations, Mr. President," Victor began, his voice steady. "Your victory was hard-earned, and the people of Ardolia are so happy and we all congratulate you."As Victor returned to his seat, Lorenz's gaze remained fixed on them. He remained silent, looking at them with disdainAfter a tense moment, Lorenz finally spoke, his voice cutting through the silence. "I didn't ask for your congratulations, nor do I need them. To hell with you and your Ardolia."Victor and Alex exchanged uneasy glances, realizing their lies had been revealed. Lorenz's words cut through the air like a knife, revealing he was aware of their deception all this while."Oh, you thought I didn't know," Lorenz continued, his tone dripping with contempt. "But I knew all along. I played along with your game, waiting
Battle of the immortals Chapter 39: Haunted President.
Two soldiers walking down the hallway saw Lorenz running out of his room in just his underwear. "Mr. President, is anything the problem?" they called out, running to him to help cover him. Lorenz hid behind them, pointing towards his room. "Mr. President, are you okay?" the soldiers asked again, glancing at each other with concern."There's... there's something in there," Lorenz stammered, pointing at his room and fidgeting behind the soldiers.The soldiers rushed into his room, guns ready. Lorenz followed them, pointing at the mirror. "There's something in the mirror," he insisted. The soldiers, looking disappointed, found nothing but the running water from the tap, which they turned off. They turned to Lorenz, who was still standing behind them. "Mr. President, there's nothing there," they reassured him."Mr. President, I think you need some rest. The whole election stress is weighing you down," they suggested as they helped him sit down on the bed. Lorenz put one hand against his
Battle of the immortals Chapter 40:Evil plans
All eyes were fixed on Lorenz,as his hesitation was taking too long, as he clutched the pen. Fischer's voice cut through the tension, asking, "Mr. Lorenz, are you okay?"Lorenz remained silent, his forehead beaded with sweat as he tossed the pen and the bill aside. Standing abruptly, he wiped his brow with a scarf and stormed out of the room.Fischer called after him, his frustration evident. "Hey Lorenz, is it because your country is secure that you behave this way? Don't worry, you can act however you want. You'll face the consequences."Lorenz glanced back at Fischer, unmoved by his words, and continued on his way with his entourage coming behind.Lorenz returned to the presidential villa, followed by his security agents. Exhausted and overwhelmed, he entered his room and pleaded with them to leave him alone for a while. They respectfully bowed and closed the door behind them, leaving Lorenz to himself.Lorenz walked up to the door and locked it, seeking privacy. He sank to the flo
Battle of the immortals Chapter 41: An Old Friend
Royce stood by the roadside, thinking hard about his next move. He suddenly had a bright idea:he could try to get a job at the presidential villa! But he began to doubt. How would someone like him land a job in such a place? Was there even an opening?Shaking off his doubt, he waved down a passing taxi. "Can you take me to Cedar Lane, please?" he asked the driver once he was inside.As the taxi drove through the streets, Royce feared within. He was on his way to see an old friend, Dan, who might be able to help. Dan's father worked at the presidential villa, which gave Royce a glimpse of hope.Reaching his destination, Royce paid the taxi driver and got out. He walked quickly, his heart pounding nervously. The street was eerily quiet, with only the whispering breeze breaking the silence. Royce couldn't believe how deserted everything seemed; it was nothing like the Parkland he remembered. He arrived in front of a dilapidated house, typical of those found in poorer areas—its paint wa
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