The Invincible Warlord’s Vengeful Awakening by Adam Jonson

Chapter 20

Before Yorick could finish speaking, his head was shattered by a punch.

Blood spurted, staining the night sky red.

“Are you okay?”

Ashley looked at the outstretched hand in front of her, a mixture of skepticism and curiosity evident in her gaze. “Are you Avaloria’s Warlord?”

He was so young.

While questioning him, she extended her fair hand.

“Ouch!” Ashley suddenly cried out, her expression contorted in pain. She had just stood up, but her lack of balance caused her to stumble and fall backyard.

Xavier quickly caught her around the waist.

“I will take you back, he said, his voice calm and reassuring, as he guided her toward the Frostfire Legion camp with. determined steps.

“Swish!”

The wind roared in their ears, but none of it touched Ashley’s face. She was shielded by the protective presence of Xavier.

In that moment, she found solace and security, her worries momentarily forgotten as she sought refuge in the embrace of his sturdy frame.

Thump. Thump.”

Ashley listened intently to the powerful heartbeat beside her ear, its rhythm resonating within her. The sound of Xavier’s heartbeat, strong and steady, captivated her senses, filling her with a mix of awe and vulnerability,

Her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. She was very nervous.

This feeling intoxicated her, making her lose herself in it and unable to extricate herself.

as

An hour later, as they gazed at the brightly lit Frostfire Legion camp not far away, Xavier came to a halt, signaling their arrival.

“We’re here

With utmost care he placed Ashley on the ground, ensuring her safety before turning to walk away

“Wait..

Ashley suddenly called out to Xavier, paused, and then asked, “What’s your name?”

night wind blew across Xavier’s face, ruffling his hair as he stood like a stoic statue, his presence unwavering. Only his lips moved as

he disappeared into the vast expanse of the

thin red lips, determination etched on her

“Ashley.”

Ashley standing there in a daze, his brow furrowing with concern. He couldn’t help but notice state and felt compelled to inquire. Are you

contentment spreading across her face. “Thanks to my injury.

walked toward the

frowned more deeply. “Why is she

unable to comprehend the source of her unwavering joy

the Northern Territory battlefield descended into an unusual state of restlessness.

Nations Alliance had perished overnight, while one remained

Beauregard, and

Eldoria’s camp, Quentin roared

and frustration, he vented his anguish by smashing everything within his reach. The room turned into a chaotic mess mirroring his turmoil.

it, who killed Solana’s great Warrior

Warriors are

Freiton’s

Warriors reached the ears of those who had fought alongside them. Alron, the supreme commander, was

happened tonight must be because a Warlord of Avaloria appeared.” Itherael’s voice resonated with a calm certainty

solemnly, acknowledging the truth in

strength had to be at least at the

has sent a Warlord, theracl, you

voke steady and resolute. “Yes,” he replied. He then let thr command

in the War of the Hundred Kingdoms, Maritania deployed 10 Warriors, four of whom

theracl, who had roamed the night, had not encountered

Warrior-level powerhouse had not been encountered

III

in need of money at the moment, and she had no interest in it, Lucretia decided to find a job to pass

for Navier to come back.

“Lucretia.”

a voice rang out.

entered the room and saw an enchanting

looked about 25 or 26, with a fair face, delicate eyebrows, attractive eyes, and a graceful smile at the corner of her

well-endowed brea is adorned her figure, which

starting from the roots of her thighs, revealed a

seductive look in her eyes, she

must be Lucretia. The woman

slightly puzzled, asked, “Do

Oceanheim, who doesn’t