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?”

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

the vast expanse of the

receding figure, Ashley pursed her thin red lips, determination etched on her face. I

“Ashley.”

with concern.

of contentment spreading across

turned and walked toward the

more deeply. “Why is

source of her unwavering joy amidst

night, the Northern Territory battlefield descended into an unusual state

perished overnight, while one remained missing, casting a somber

Beauregard, and who

camp, Quentin roared in

within his reach. The room turned into a chaotic mess mirroring his turmoil.

Solana’s

Warriors are

Both of Freiton’s Warriors are dead!

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

because a Warlord of Avaloria appeared.” Itherael’s voice resonated with a calm certainty as he analyzed the situation with a discerning

madded solemnly, acknowledging the truth in

strength had to be at

in a deep voice, “Since Avaloria has sent a Warlord,

the responsibility bestowed upon him, las voke steady and resolute. “Yes,” he replied.

time, in the War of the Hundred Kingdoms, Maritania deployed 10 Warriors, four of whom were Warlords, including Itherael and two others named Disael

clarouded the Northern Territor, theracl, who had roamed the night, had not encountered

single Warrior-level powerhouse had

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the moment, and she had no interest in it, Lucretia decided to find a job to

also waiting for Navier to come

“Lucretia.”

interview room, a

and saw

with a fair face, delicate eyebrows, attractive eyes, and a graceful

of well-endowed brea is adorned her figure,

the long dress, starting from the roots of her thighs, revealed a pair of

a seductive look in her eyes, she sized

be Lucretia. The woman spoke

asked, “Do

doesn’t know