Previous chapter: 
                                    
                                        Chapter 87: Oh Shit
                                
                                                                                        
                                    Next chapter: 
                                    
                                        Chapter 89: The Codex Of Creation
                                
                                                    PREVIEW
... air. But the moment it happened, a wave of raw, oppressive power flooded the clearing. The guards froze mid-step, their weapons trembling in their hands. The elves staggered, their knees buckling as they gasped for breath.
A straightened to his full height, rolling his shoulders as the broken chains fell to the ground like discarded trinkets. The air around him shimmered, and a faint white halo appeared behind his head, glowing with a light that wasn’t just bright—it was alive.
...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
                                
























