The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1676 Wynter's Past

As solemn chants echoed in the surrounding air, Wynter seemed to have recovered a more detailed memory. She held onto her forehead as the chants in her mind demanded that she abided by the heavenly laws.

Her lips curled into a smirk, and her eyes reddened. "Why should I abide by the heavenly laws? Am I supposed to seek my death just because they told me to? Well, I refuse!"

Though no one else seemed to hear Wynter, Whitley, who stood nearby, couldn't hide the shock on his face. Wynter continued, 'You said she should appreciate her parents for giving her life. And no matter how wretched they may be, they can still dictate her future.

"They've leeched off her and capitalized on her death, yet they get to live in comfort with boundless wealth and flourishing descendants. If this is the heavens' will, then the gods should really open their damn eyes!" The chants faltered at her words, as though a heavy sigh had been released. The Soul Commanding Badge shimmered in a soft, red glow. It had only recovered a third of its original power after Vanessa had acknowledged Wynter as her master.

In truth, legend claimed that the badge retained a sword spirit's energy, who had sacrificed their mortal body for the sake of humanity. Only the spirit's master could bend the Soul Commanding Badge to their will.

Being a mythical beast, Whitley had lost fragments of the past. But before his slumber, he recalled one figure who had sacrificed their mortality to save countless lives during the apocalypse.

as if the heavens had unleashed its wrath. Whitley silently

crow soared past from afar, as his black feathers fluttered to the ground. He intended to warn Dalton before the sword spirit

could land, he saw Dalton gaze up at the sky from within the building. In

his eyes, appearing as if something was caught in his throat. When he finally landed, Dalton

your energy there, but the

Mt. Dragon. Each item could unleash chaos on the

dealt with the culprits and handed the

a wraithlord. If Vanessa had really become one, the

had always been sharp and perspective when it came to such affairs. That said, the

crow sneaked a glance at Dalton. Sensing his gaze, Dalton cast his eyes downwards and asked, 'Is there

to this, should I grant that girl some merits?" the crow