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Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 25 : VEILITH’S PATH
CHAPTER 25 : VEILITH’S PATHIn the winding alleys and hidden corridors of the Upper Rank of Gearfolk, Veilith carved out a life in stark contrast to the one he’d left behind. Here in the world of power and privilege, he had forged a path among bounty hunters, sharp-eyed mercenaries whose loyalty was as fleeting as the marks they tracked down. Each assignment was a test, each battle a step further from the Lower Rank’s gritty streets and closer to a future he could seize for himself.Veilith had always been practical, even as a young boy. Growing up with Milo, he’d been swept up in his friend’s endless fascination with the crystal, that ancient relic that supposedly held untold power. Milo would rattle on about its mysteries for hours, pulling Veilith into elaborate theories and dragging him into old libraries to unearth forgotten fragments of history. Veilith remembered nights spent listening to Milo’s fervent dreams of transforming the world, of using the crystal to rise from the Low
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 26 : KAEL THE GRAND MAGUS
CHAPTER 26 : KAEL THE GRAND MAGUSThe room was dim, with a faint, eerie green glow emanating from enchanted sconces along the wall, casting flickering shadows over shelves crammed with ancient tomes. The scent of aged parchment mixed with earthy herbs filled the air, adding to the atmosphere of arcane mystery that pervaded the large wooden structure nestled deep within the forest. This was Kael’s sanctuary, a place steeped in magic and history, each book within it a gateway to power and forbidden knowledge.Kael, a long-eared Elven mage with flowing silver hair, stood by a massive, ornate desk. His pale fingers lightly traced the edge of an open tome in front of him, hovering over yellowed pages filled with dense, ancient script. His sharp, silver eyes scanned the text with practiced ease. Each word seemed to fuel the ambitious fire simmering within him.“So, the holy war begins.” he muttered, an intrigued smile tugging at his lips. His voice was soft yet laced with a razor-sharp edg
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 27 : BOSS FIGHT EVENT
CHAPTER 27 : BOSS FIGHT EVENTThe crisp, automated voice filled the realm, echoing through the trees and rocky cliffs as the system announced the new twist in this year’s holy war: a Boss Fight Event. The announcement sent a ripple of excitement and tension among the participants scattered across the battleground, each one briefly pausing to listen."Attention all participants, this year's holy war has a new rule called the Boss Fight Event. Participants will face powerful enemies known as bosses. Defeating a boss will reward you with valuable items. Several bosses are scheduled to appear in the realm throughout the event, and remember: only the participant who lands the final blow will receive the reward."The last line made Loren’s ears perk up. He looked around at his small group, Howard, a stocky, armored warrior with an intense gaze, and Anne, a slender bard with a haunting beauty and a gentle yet mischievous smile. Their trio had formed an alliance early on, trusting each other
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 28 : THE FIRST REALM
CHAPTER 28 : THE FIRST REALM Loren pressed the Yes button on his invitation popup, feeling a surge of anticipation as the world around him warped. In an instant, he, Howard, and Anne were transported to the boss arena, a vast, open grassland stretching endlessly in every direction under a pale sky. The stillness was eerie, broken only by the soft rustling of grass in the wind."Alright, let's see how strong this boss really is." Loren said, cracking his knuckles. Before long, a dark shadow passed over them. They looked up, squinting against the sun, as a massive bird descended from the clouds. The creature’s wings stretched wide, its feathers shimmering like dark steel. Each beat of its wings sent gusts of wind rippling through the grass, forcing them to steady themselves against its power.It was Peacant, the first boss in the event, towering and menacing, its golden eyes gleaming with intelligence and malice."Alright, team." Loren began, squaring his shoulders. "Let’s use our us
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 29 : GRAGAN
CHAPTER 29 : GRAGANGragan, the berserker warrior known throughout the Zenonian Empire as the Iron Fist of Zenonia, had once been the epitome of loyalty and strength. His stature alone, a towering figure clad in polished silver armor, wielding the infamous Hamaxe, was enough to keep even the most brazen foes at bay. For years, he served as the personal guard to Prince Zen, the beloved heir to the throne. Together, they had journeyed to distant lands, defended the kingdom from invasions, and formed a bond that transcended the formal titles of master and servant. To Gragan, Zen was not only a prince but also a friend he would lay down his life to protect.Gragan and Prince Zen's connection ran deep, beyond duty and loyalty, forged in the quiet moments away from the throne and the battlefield. Gragan wasn’t just a guard to Zen; he was a steadfast companion, almost a brother in spirit. Together, they would sit by the flickering light of the fire late into the night, Zen sharing stories of
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 30 : KAEL VS GRAGAN
CHAPTER 30 : KAEL VS GRAGANThe sky above was darkened by dense clouds, and the wind howled, whipping through the trees and undergrowth surrounding Kael’s territory. The elf mage’s sanctuary lay hidden deep in the heart of the mystical forest, where few dared to tread. Within his stone chamber, Kael was sitting, surrounded by shelves stacked with ancient tomes and scrolls filled with knowledge from eras long forgotten. But his calm was suddenly broken by a sharp, pulsing sensation that prickled his skin and reverberated through his bones.A surge of raw energy crackled in the air around him, penetrating even the magical defenses woven around his lair."What is this energy?" he muttered, his voice laced with irritation. Rising to his feet, he felt the familiar buzz of his territory being breached, something that hadn't happened in ages. Kael’s silver eyes narrowed with menace, the faintest glimmer of annoyance flickering across his face. "Who dares to enter my territory? A bother ind
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 31 : GRAGAN DETERMINATION
CHAPTER 31 : GRAGAN DETERMINATIONGragan’s entire body was aflame with fury, the kind of anger that had simmered over years of betrayal, betrayal that tore at his honor like a wound that would never heal. Every blow, every swing of his hamaxe, was driven by his need to redeem himself, to prove his worth not only to himself but to the memory of his beloved prince, Zen. The betrayal that cost him his position, his life, his honor, it all boiled to the surface, pushing him onward with reckless determination. His soul demanded one thing: vengeance.Kael, watching Gragan charge forward like an unstoppable force, smirked. This human was stubborn, that much was clear, and perhaps a bit mad. But no amount of anger would be enough to surpass Kael’s mastery of the elements. With a flick of his wrist, Kael summoned roots from the earth, thick and gnarled, which shot up around Gragan in twisted shapes, forming a dome of ancient, unyielding wood. The dome grew higher and higher, roots interlocking
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 32 : ECHOES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW
CHAPTER 32 : ECHOES OF LIGHT AND SHADOWGragan lifted his hamaxe, his eyes blazing with fury as he brought it down toward Kael’s prone form. “Die!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the forest, thick with rage and retribution. The blade cleaved downward, aimed at Kael’s chest, ready to finish what had been a brutal, exhausting fight.But just as the hamaxe struck, Kael’s body flickered, and in an instant, the form on the ground was nothing more than a log, splintered in two by the force of Gragan’s blow. Gragan’s eyes widened in shock, and he let out a guttural, frustrated roar that reverberated through the clearing. His enemy had escaped, again. Kael’s illusion had been so seamless, so perfectly timed, that Gragan had been tricked yet again. His fists clenched around the hilt of his weapon, and he seethed with anger, feeling the familiar sting of betrayal once more.The air settled, thick and tense in the aftermath. Gragan’s breath was ragged as he stood amidst the splintered r
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