NovelUpdateChapter 1200 ---- 144. GOODBYE FOREVER, MY "BELLA" NARRATOR 'The blizzard roared fiercely through the lightning bolts, and Aidan clenched his fist, shattering the tangled threads of the spell midair. 'They burst into pieces, and with them, the man who dared to mimic a power that wasn't his. Hiding in the bushes nearby, the other vampire slapped a hand over his mouth, watching his partner fall apart like a frozen statue.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe scream of shock and pain was still carved into the frozen features of his face as it shattered to pieces across the grass. Amid the chaos, Edgar slipped away from the battlefield to save his own skin-like the cowardly rat he'd always been. His footsteps vanished into the swoods from where two massive lionesses were now charging forward, dragging a heavy chunk of ice. Behind them, elite warriors of the beastmen followed their trail, dispatched by their king.
---- Zeraphina hadn't been able to stop all of Hector's preparations to support those traitorous sorcerers. The moment Isabella was freed from the binding spell, she summoned the last of her spirit and spread her wings to fly one final time. Her entire body lit up with dark sparks that pulsed from her chest, where the fluttering of a hummingbird could be heard. "ISA, NO!!" her sister screamed, abandoning her position within the runes, and their mother collapsed to her knees.
What was the point of all this, then? Aidan's tears began to fall, freezing on his already cold skin. Ahummingbird, black with deep amethyst shimmer, brushed against his forehead. That magnetic voice echoed in his mind: <<You promised me... if lever called you 'love' again, you'd grantany wish. I only have one, my love... be happy. Be truly happy, my prince, like you've always deserved» Isabella's spirit fluttered, clawing at his heart.
---- Aidan clung to her empty, soulless body, staring through tears, wanting to roar from the pain and helplessness. "Bella!" He reached for her as she drifted away, but his fingers only grazed the final trail of glowing amethyst energy. The beautiful bird flared like a shooting star and dove straight into the chest of the Sorcerer King, who screamed into the wind and dropped to one knee. His entire body convulsed violently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis daughter had used her will, her final strength, to expose all his ugly ghosts before everyone. Twisted black shadows began pouring from his body, speaking in his own voice, spilling every secret, every scheme, every bitter envy he'd ever held against the werewolf realm. Why should they bow to those animals? Sorcerers were superior! Edmund unraveled in a fit of tormented screams. He burst with rage, clutching his head and fighting to escape Isabella's final strike.
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