Dwayne, Silas, and Malcolm exchanged shocked glances and jumped to their feet. “What?! Lazarus?! Impossible! God save us!” “Who is he?” Natalie asked curiously. The name struck fear into the hearts of such powerful men and must belong to a formidable villain. Silas turned to his daughter and frowned. “He is the most dangerous man in the country and perhaps the world.” Natalie furrowed her brows in confusion. “I don’t understand, Dad. What’s so scary about him? Is he a mafia leader?” “If only…” was all Dwayne said. He clearly looked unsettled. Britta spoke up. “Lord Briar is no ordinary man. His family came to this country hundreds of years ago from Romania. Right now, he’s one of the richest people in the world and owns overwhelming resources equal to that of a major country. Be it money, labor force, militant armies, mercenaries, arms, armaments, or influence. Lord Briar’s primary objective is to rule over the world.” “How come I never heard of him?” Silas Anderson replied to h
Dagon and Veronica exchanged silent but surprised glances. Gru, their loyal border patrol guard, lay sprawled before them, his back a bloody mess. Clearly, the injuries looked like mauling by a large wild animal.While the others looked stunned, the Red Marauders' two leaders were the least concerned about their follower's demise. Gru was a foot soldier and a dispensable member of their group. They could always recruit more bodies. However, the news the man declared during his last moments was unsettling."That's impossible!" Veronica mouthed with disdain. "There is no way the bloody panther survived last night's battle! Our mercenaries riddled it with bullets while Dagon landed a cursed grenade on its side. I saw the fatal wounds with my own eyes!"Dagon stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Perhaps it is another animal? Panthers are solitary creatures but occasionally hunt with their mates. Considering this one's size, strength, and intelligence, we can also assume it doesn't follow the r
The crimson blood of Kat’s dead victims dripped from her monstrous fangs. When she came down the hill towards the Red Marauders camp, About three dozen men from the border patrol ran into her. A fierce battle began, but it was pretty one-sided. Now, only nine men were left alive.Bang! Bang! The mercenaries kept emptying their magazines at the beastly intruder. However, Kat was too fast for them and dodged every single volley.Last night, the Red Marauders had surprised her with the cursed objects. That human weapons could even land a scratch on her divine form came as a shock. She had barely any time to process the sudden devastating hail of bullets and bombs.The surprise attack stunned her for a minute, during which a cursed grenade landed an explosion on her side, rupturing her internal organs fatally.Now that Kat was fully healed and was wary of the cursed objects, the tables had turned. She didn’t let a single attack land on her body. The beastly goddess used the natural battle
Kat quickly crouched down and surveyed her surroundings. Did the mercenaries get a drop on her? How was that possible? Or was it a wild animal?Kat sniffed the downwind air. They were definitely human beings, and a lot of them. The gurgling of the rivulet water had suppressed the sounds of their approach until the last moment.Kat decided to face them head-on. If the enemy was desperate enough to seek out their own deaths, she was willing to oblige. The girl growled and began her panther transformation. It would take a dozen seconds to turn into the pink panther, but she had enough time before the mercenaries reached her. The footfalls were at least a hundred feet away.Zip! Four balls as large as pumpkins shot out of the surrounding forest. Kat eyed them anxiously. What were they? Cannons? Grenades?Whatever the balls were, they would reach her before the complete transformation. Moreover, they were fired in such a way that Kat would be blinded by the overhead sun. Anyway, the girl c
"What are you doing here, you accidental heir?" Kat groaned from under the animal net. Her voice was pregnant with mortal pain. However, the suffering was not only from the fire's heat but also from the realization that she had failed her people. She was going to die without saving the Mayan communities. Kat was supposed to be a goddess, protecting innocents from evil intruders. However, the latter had easily overcome, defeated, and almost killed her. She brought upon her own divinity and the entire pantheon of Aztec gods. "Have you lost your mind?" Kat raged at Tyler with whatever energy she had left. "Are you suicidal? Why would you follow me and then step into this cursed fire?" "You may be the Seraphim King's heir, but you are definitely not as powerful as he used to be. These infernal flames will burn you alive along with me! Your death will be in vain! Escape and save yourself!" Tyler indeed felt his clothes catching fire. Normal combustion was not supposed to harm him as l
Tyler offered no response to the evil woman's outburst. He barely acknowledged her voice. The lieutenant gritted her teeth at the duo and fished into her inventory again. She emerged with another can of gasoline. "The flames are only seven feet tall right now," Spaniela barked. "Let's see if your acrobatics can help you escape a fiery tornado." The villainess threw the open can into the blazing firewood. Whoosh! With a sinister roar, the flames rose precipitously, growing to over thirty feet within seconds. Clearly, the cursed gasoline betrayed logic and reasoning. It turned a regular pyre into an inferno! There was no way anybody could escape without getting burned to a crisp. Spaniela threw back her head and cackled. "You monster bitch! You can burn alive with your worshiper!" As the Red Marauders hooted praises for their lieutenant, Kat turned to Tyler. "I appreciate you came to rescue me even though I dismissed you rudely. But our fate is sealed. There's no escaping this curs
As Tyler glided high above the lively green sprawl of jungle, strong winds buffeted against his muscular constitution. Human bodies aren't aerodynamic and would typically be heavily injured in a winged flight. However, the young man was not an ordinary human. His body was more robust than an aircraft's fuselage.Kat held onto Tyler tightly, her eyes locked on him with admiration and awe. Her eyesight occasionally took nervous glimpses of the distant forest canopies below. After all, she was hundreds of feet above the ground!Panthers weren't scared of heights but terrified of being away from a firm topsoil! However, Kat felt secure in Tyler's arms. And why wouldn't she? He just rescued her from surefire death with abilities that defied logic. His arms were probably the safest place in the world!Kat reflected on Tyler's display of godly powers. Was the last Seraphim King this powerful? Did he have the authority to commune with Quetzalcoatl in his early days? Definitely not.Then how d
Tyler rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, I'm not so sure about that. I simply call out to the gods, and they respond immediately. I never really had a problem in that matter. My assumption was that's how the whole contract thing works?"Kat shook her head. "No! I have memories of my previous vessel. Your predecessor lacked such prowess in his early days. It took thirty years for Butch Salvatore to establish trust with the highest tier, the primordial gods! Don't brush it off as a simple feat!"The young man raised an eyebrow. It was not surprising that the goddess Tezcatlipoca would be familiar with Butch, his teacher and precursor. He was the one who framed the divine contracts anyway. "What is this highest tier you speak of? Aren't all gods the same?"The girl facepalmed herself. She was about to answer the question with annoyance when a low rumble was heard. It was her stomach."Kat is hungry," she said rather adorably. "Please feed me."Twenty minutes later, both of them were go