The Invincible Warlord’s Vengeful Awakening by Adam Jonson

Chapter 13

ght. Lucretia was jolted awake by a haunting nightmare that gripped her heart.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she rushed out of her room and found herself standing outside the imposing gates of the Pemberley Mansion.

The night sky wept incessantly, as raindrops cascaded down upon her bare feet.

Yet she remained oblivious to the cold and discomfort they brought

In the solitude of the rain- night. Lucretia’s emotions surged forth like a tempest.

Her voice, filled with a mixture of hatred and longing, pierced through the air. “Xavier, I hate you. That night, you heartlessly hurt me. I hate you. I tried to forget you, but you appeared in my world in this way.

“But I hate myself more became realize love you

“Xavier, I love you.”

The emotions pent up in Lucretia’s heart erupted like a wild beast at that moment,

Tears mingled with raindrops as they streamed down Lucretia’s face, her anguish laid bare for the world to witness.

Linda, drawn by the commotion, silently approached, providing shelter from the rain with an umbrella. She stood by Lucretia’s side, offering support in her own quiet way.

In the distance, Helena, cloaks Lin darkness, observed the scene with a morbid curiosity. Her voice carried a hint of cynicism as she muttered to hell. “What is love Is it more interesting than killing?”

Meanwhile, at a military airport located in Oceanheim, a formidable force awaited its call to battle.

Tens of thousands of leavenrage Legion soldiers were ready for hattle.

Xavier, donne in battle attire, took center stage, addressing his loyal men with a commanding presence.

Xavier’s voice resonated through the air, rallying his comrades who had fought shoulder to shoulder. “Men of the Heavenrage on, where are you?”

The soldiers responded with fervor, “Alaric is here!”

“Barnaby is here!”

Cornelius is here!”

The deafening roars echoed through the heavens, even tearing the clouds in half.

With resounding roars, Xavier continued, igniting the spirit of his Warriors, “The War of the Hundred Kingdoms is about to begin. The enemy is fierce. Let me ask you, are you afraid?”

“Not at all!”

Their unified response echoed across the tarmac, shaking the very foundation of their resolve.

Those who invade Avaloria, no matter how far and who they are,

Legion,

run by her family, and working

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the cabin, looked deeply at the city below, then withdrew his

hard to know what women think. Don’t take her words to

expression, regarded Barnaby with disdain. “Do you understand women?” he retorted. challenging

blushed, his embarrassment evident. He stammered, trying to salvage his credibility, “A bit, just a

interest was piqued, and with a hint of amusement, he remarked, “Really? It seems like all of you have stor

saying this, Xavier swept his gaze over the

Barnaby smirked.

chuckled as

silent with his head

maintained his calm demeanor, while Eamon, seemingly unfazed, nonchalantly

time, in

arrived at the front lines three days ago, deployed its two hundred thousand

three routes

the eastern part of the Northern

part

one was guarding the southern part of the Northern Territory,

Legion’s defense line, in a dense forest, tanks with mysterious runes quietly advanced, like

the most

Avaloria’s network, a saying

mission

command of the Windfury Legion, Michael, sat on a 30-foot-long cylindrical object,

completely finished, Michael lowered his head and patted the cylinder beneath him, sighing. “Old buddy, I

in

distant central plain, a powerful coalition known as the Punishers had assembled, representing thirteen

a formidable Warrior from Ekloria, furrowed his brow, his mind burdened with the weight of past

a Wamnor level powerhouse from

ago, my great-grandfather set foot on this Lad, but he ended up

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my grandfather fought here, and he also failed.

Great-grandfather, grandfather, I will show you that Eldoria’s flag will

Avaloria’s soil”

Alron from Maritania invites you

man wielding a broadsword approached behind Simon.

Warrior-level powerhouse from the Sacredhill Legion

scene. Together, they form formidable force, ready to face the challenges that

see the War of the Hundred

Quentin, seeking his perspective on the upcoming

deployed ten Warrior-level sokliers, twice the number of any other nation. With the combined strength

expression growing serious, “according to reliable intelligence, the Frostfire Legion guarding the Northern Territory has only ten