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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
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 33 : SHADOW OF BLADE
CHAPTER 33 : SHADOW OF BLADEThe darkness settled into Vy's veins, a pulse of shadow that felt both foreign and intrinsic, as if it had always been there, waiting for this very moment to be summoned. She staggered slightly, the weight of Azael’s power bearing down upon her like a storm. The dark energy snaked through her veins, mingling with her heartbeat until every thump felt like thunder.From the swirling shadows, Azael’s voice rumbled again, softer but laced with a cold intensity, wrapping around her mind like a vice.“You carry this gift, but know it is not yours alone. It craves the spilling of blood, it lives through your wrath.”Vy clenched her jaw, her fingers tingling as dark wisps coiled around the dagger at her side, infusing it with a shadowy aura. The blade, once just steel, now thrummed with the essence of Azael himself, shadows spiraling up from its edge like dark flames. She gripped the dagger tightly, feeling it vibrate with a thirst she barely understood yet fully
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 34 : SPIRIT OF DAWN
CHAPTER 34 : SPIRIT OF DAWNIn the quiet of the ancient grove, where beams of sunlight broke through the canopy in shafts of golden light, Anfalen knelt reverently, his head bowed. He sensed the presence of Ezalor, the God of Light, as a warm, steady glow in the air around him. Ezalor had guided him for years, yet today felt different. There was an electric charge to the atmosphere, an anticipation that made Anfalen’s skin tingle.“Anfalen, loyal summoner, your journey has brought you to the threshold of greater strength, but also greater responsibility. Today, I bestow upon you the Staff of Heaven.” A voice, soft yet radiant with power, echoed through the grove. At these words, a dazzling light began to form before Anfalen, taking shape with each passing second. The light elongated, coalescing into the silhouette of a staff, the glow intensifying until it became nearly blinding. Then, in a sudden pulse, the brilliance faded, and in its place stood the Staff of Heaven.It was an eleg
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 35 : LOREN’S NIGHTMARE
CHAPTER 35 : LOREN’S NIGHTMAREAfter an exhausting day, Loren, Howard, and Anne found refuge in a quiet inn at the edge of town. They were physically drained from the intense boss fight event, each carrying lingering adrenaline and minor injuries as reminders of the brutal combat. As they settled into the comfort of their small but cozy room, the world outside faded, and they finally let their guard down.Anne stretched her arms overhead, her fingers tracing the ceiling beams. “I don’t think I’ve felt this sore since days ago. That boss fight was a lot.” she said, letting out a tired laugh as she dropped onto one of the beds. “Understatement of the year. I thought we’d lost it when Peacant got in that last strike. You saw Howard’s face, he looked ready to turn tail!” Loren chuckled, kicking off his boots and easing into a chair. “Ha! I did not.” Howard grumbled, though a faint smile betrayed him. “I was just being… strategically cautious.”“Strategically cautious, right. So cautiou
Holy War : Wish Crystal CHAPTER 36 : THE DARK CONQUEST OF ZHAROK
CHAPTER 36 : THE DARK CONQUEST OF ZHAROKAs Zharok and the Death Knight reached the darkened entrance of their hidden lair, a chilling silence filled the space. Both of them were battered from the recent battle with their enemy, but determination burned in Zharok’s eyes, undeterred by the injuries that marred his once-imposing figure. His cloak was torn, stained with his own blood, and his breathing was ragged, but his eyes held an intense, unyielding fury. Howard had not only injured him but had struck a blow to his pride, something Zharok could not forgive. He clenched his fists, feeling the stinging reminder of both his injuries and his wounded ego."Howard." he spat, his voice low and simmering with hate. "A wretched creature like you is unworthy to lay a hand on me. But soon… you will know the cost of crossing me. You and your pitiful companions." The threat lingered in the cold air, heavy with his malice.Zharok and the Death Knight crossed the threshold of their lair, the wind
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CHAPTER 70 : THE FROZEN GUARDIAN
CHAPTER 70 : THE FROZEN GUARDIANThe air grew colder as Loren stepped into the tundra biome. The snow stretched endlessly, a pristine white blanket that reflected the pale sun. Each breath he took was sharp, his lungs burning with the icy chill. The winds howled like mournful spirits, and the occasional crunch of his boots in the snow was swallowed by the vast silence.Loren tightened his grip on his greatsword, the weight of the blade offering a strange comfort in the desolation. He knew the tundra dragon awaited him at the heart of this frozen wasteland. His battle with the desert dragon had left him weary but determined.As he trudged forward, a storm began to brew on the horizon. Dark clouds rolled in, and the winds became fierce, pelting him with stinging ice shards. His pace slowed, each step feeling heavier, as though the snow itself were trying to swallow him. Suddenly, the ground beneath him trembled.A deep, guttural roar shattered the quiet, sending a flock of frost-covered
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CHAPTER 69 : THE TWISTING FOREST: TRIAL OF DECEPTION
CHAPTER 69 : THE TWISTING FOREST: TRIAL OF DECEPTION“Okay, so where do we go now?” Loren muttered, unfolding the map as he leaned against a weathered boulder. The desert's heat still clung to his skin, but his thoughts were already focused on the next challenge.He traced his finger along the map’s path, stopping at a thick patch of green labeled ominously.“Next is The Twisting Forest.” he said, his brow furrowed.“The name’s not promising, but sitting around won’t get me anywhere.” he muttered, rolling the map back up. The lush expanse loomed ahead, a stark contrast to the barren desert behind him. It was time to move.The forest stood as a monolithic wall of green, its ancient trees twisted and gnarled as if shaped by centuries of storms. A shroud of mist clung to the air, giving the entire biome an otherworldly quality. Loren stepped cautiously into the dense thicket, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his greatsword. Each step felt heavier, as though the forest itse
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CHAPTER 68 : THE SCORCHED EXPANSE
CHAPTER 68 : THE SCORCHED EXPANSE"Okay, so where do we go now?" Loren muttered to himself as he unfolded the map Mayor Edran had given him. His eyes scanned the hand-drawn details, tracing the path from Aria Town toward his next destination.“It looks like there’s a desert ahead.” he continued, his finger resting on the wide expanse marked by jagged lines and faded ink. The map labeled it simply as The Scorched Expanse.Loren sighed and tucked the map into his satchel. “Great, Of course, it had to be a desert.” he murmured, tightening the strap of his cloak. With the sun just beginning to crest the horizon, Loren departed from Aria Town, his resolve stronger than ever. The cheers and gratitude of the villagers still echoed faintly in his ears, but his thoughts were fixed on the path ahead. Mayor Edran’s guidance had pointed him toward Dragonspire Mountain, but the journey would be anything but straightforward.Hours of walking turned into days. The grassy plains gave way to barren
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CHAPTER 67 : THE THIRD CRYSTAL CLAIMED
CHAPTER 67 : THE THIRD CRYSTAL CLAIMED The next day, Loren decided to walk through the town once more, perhaps for the last time. His heart was heavy with the knowledge that he needed to move on soon, but he wanted to see the people and the streets he had helped protect one final time. The air buzzed with the sound of hammers and saws as villagers worked tirelessly to rebuild their homes and livelihoods. His footsteps crunched softly against the gravel paths, blending into the lively atmosphere of Aria Town.Though the celebration from the previous night had ended, its spirit lingered in the bright smiles of the townsfolk. Children laughed as they played near the fountain, and merchants called out cheerfully to passersby as they set up their wares. It was a scene of recovery and hope, and Loren found himself quietly cherishing it.As he passed, villagers paused to bow or wave, their faces alight with gratitude. A young girl, no older than seven, ran up to him, clutching a small woode
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CHAPTER 66 : THE HERO OF ARIA
CHAPTER 66 : THE HERO OF ARIA The morning sun bathed Aria in warm golden light, a stark contrast to the gloom that had plagued the town during Vy’s reign of terror. As Loren approached the gates, he noticed the walls adorned with colorful banners, and the faint sound of laughter and music carried through the air.“Loren’s back! The hero returns!” The moment the townsfolk spotted him, a shout erupted. A wave of people poured out from the streets, their faces alight with joy and relief. Children darted ahead, pointing and cheering, their voices filled with excitement.“It’s true! He defeated the shadow!”Loren paused, momentarily overwhelmed by the attention. He had expected a town still reeling from its wounds, but instead, he was met with warmth and celebration.“Loren! You’ve returned victorious!” From the crowd emerged a middle-aged man dressed in formal attire, a broad-shouldered figure with a trimmed beard and a mayoral sash across his chest. His voice boomed as he stepped forwa
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CHAPTER 65 : THE DANCE OF SHADOWS PART 2
CHAPTER 65 : THE DANCE OF SHADOWS PART 2The forest seemed to hold its breath as the battle raged on. Loren’s fiery aura burned bright against the oppressive darkness of the clearing, his greatsword swinging in controlled arcs to keep Vy at bay. She moved like a wraith, her speed relentless, but the wounds she had sustained began to slow her movements. Blood dripped from her shoulder, leaving dark stains on the ground as she darted back into the shadows.Vy’s grin faltered, replaced by a grimace of frustration. Her dagger trembled in her hand, pulsing as if alive, its crimson light dimming momentarily. Loren saw the flicker of hesitation in her eyes and pressed forward.“Give it up, Vy. You can’t win this.” Loren said, his voice steady. Vy let out a low, guttural laugh, one that sent a chill through Loren’s spine. “Win? Loren, you misunderstand me. This is far from over.” Her voice was venomous, yet laced with something else, desperation. She took a step back, clutching her dagger
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CHAPTER 64 : THE DANCE OF SHADOWS: LOREN VS. VY
CHAPTER 64 : THE DANCE OF SHADOWS: LOREN VS. VYThe Whispering Woods was no longer the tranquil haven it had once been. The moonlight struggled to pierce through the canopy of gnarled branches, casting ghostly shadows that shifted with the wind. Loren tightened his grip on the hilt of his greatsword, his senses heightened. The once-familiar whispers of the forest now carried a sinister tone, an unnatural melody that seemed to taunt him with every step he took deeper into the woods.The people of Aria had spoken in hushed, fearful voices of a shadowy figure lurking within the forest, wielding a dagger that seemed alive with hunger. Loren knew the truth. This was no mere thief or rogue terrorizing the townsfolk; this was Vy. Her cursed dagger, once stained with his blood, had returned to claim more lives.Loren tread carefully, his boots crunching against the damp underbrush. The deeper he ventured, the heavier the air became, as though the forest itself recoiled from the malevolent for
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CHAPTER 63 : THE FUNDAMENTALS OF COMBAT
CHAPTER 63 : THE FUNDAMENTALS OF COMBATAs Anne sat beneath the grove’s ancient trees that evening, the Elder Bard approached her with a gentle yet commanding presence. She carried a lyre in her hands, its golden strings shimmering in the fading sunlight.“You’ve done well with the Lullaby of Tranquility.” the Elder Bard said, her voice melodic yet firm.“But soothing melodies alone won’t protect you in battle. There will be moments when you must defend yourself and strike.”“Strike? You mean... offensive magic?” Anne looked up, curiosity lighting her eyes. “Exactly.” the Elder Bard replied. She strummed her lyre lightly, and a series of glowing notes floated into the air before dissolving into nothingness. “Your harp is more than an instrument of harmony. It is a weapon, and I will teach you how to wield it.”“Start small. Play a single note and let it resonate—not just in your ears, but in the air around you. Feel the energy it creates.” The Elder Bard knelt beside Anne, her grac
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CHAPTER 62 : ANNE'S DISCOVERY: THE SYMPHONY OF SHADOWS
CHAPTER 62 : ANNE'S DISCOVERY: THE SYMPHONY OF SHADOWSThe Whispering Grove was alive with music. The rustling leaves, the soft hum of the wind, and the occasional chirping of distant birds, all blended into an eternal harmony. Anne had spent countless hours in the grove, her harp strings mimicking its melodies, her heart resonating with the grove's peaceful rhythm. Yet, despite her efforts, she sensed that the grove held something more, a deeper secret hidden within its symphony.The Elder Bard had been cryptic, as always. "The grove will reveal its truths to you when you’re ready." She said with a knowing smile. Anne hadn’t fully understood, but she trusted his wisdom.It was during one quiet evening, as twilight painted the skies in fiery orange and deep violet, that Anne ventured farther into the grove than ever before. The air was cooler here, the light softer, and the grove’s music more complex. Her fingers moved instinctively over her harp, her notes blending seamlessly with t
