All Chapters of Hunters: The Prequel: Chapter 661 - Chapter 670

Order was like a good towering mountain. His presence was akin to a sleeping dragon, and though his eyes were all that could be seen, there was a great majesty about him that suggested that he wasn't a mere usurper. Order's gaze was like a sharp sword, sweeping past the realms and cutting the winds apart. His calm gaze filled the universe with dread. In his presence the Universe Will dared not blab out loud, and even the Watchers had to be cautious. Order stood silently for hours. He didn't move; neither did he speak nor shift his feet. Like a strong tower Order remained where he was, overlooking the firmament. The Castle of Order may be imposing, but Order made it seem a subservient kitten. Suddenly, there was a slight shift in the winds above, and a man clad in black just like Order appeared behind the Usurper of Zica's throne. Like a man without tongue and limited in speech, the man remained silent like Order. He brought his knees to the ground and was only content when they kisse

Chaos was universal. It mattered not where one lay one's head, one would find chaos lying next to him or her. Just as the Dreamscape was faced with its own challenges and trials, the hand of fate had not been removed from Zandor either. The world of Zandor was facing a crisis incomparable to any other. One could say that what Zandor was going against was far greater than whatever trial Mane was facing. If Mane deemed Pazuzu a vast ocean, then Zandor's situation was akin to being besieged on all sides by 4 great oceans! So it was now; so it had been for a while now.Within the palace of the Western Empire's royal family, in a room that was desolate of all things but a man, the young Prince of the Western Empire was seated in a cross-legged position. The neatly cut brown hair of the boy - nay, man; for the past few years had forced the young Prince to go through much growth - slightly shivered with the currents of the winds that lifted them to and fro. Like a still boulder the young Pri

"How long do we have?" Aegeus suddenly asked, and the jovial atmosphere of the team shifted. A solemn wind swept up the joy of each and every Silver Wolf, and the eyes that were gladdened with the view of one another were replaced by gazes that could pierce through a sandstorm."Not long," Abe replied stiffly. As the only Scholar in the team, he was the best person to rely on when it came to locating enemies and estimating the time of arrival. Abe could feel it even before the others arrived. When he was less than a kilometer away, he could already sense that the seal within the forest was being tampered with. Their enemies were already at the door!"A group brawl?!" Selina asked as she equipped her mask and summoned her spear. The long spear had been modified by Frederick during this period of time and didn't look anything like it did a few months ago. It was now entirely red, like it was made out of lava in its entirety. A scorching wind enveloped the place once the spear was summon

20 came!18 remained!Silence filled the battlefield for a short while as the hearts of the intruders comprehended what had just happened. They had lost two peak Nobles! They had lost men who were as strong as themselves. And those men had fallen easily! They were vanquished like bugs being squished. They were treated as pests being disposed off. The hearts of those who remained chilled at the thought of their current situation - all but the three who worshipped the True Goddess."The girl with the spear; we invite you to join the True Goddess. With your talents and your beauty it wouldn't be long before you become a mighty warrior underneath the banner of our liege. When you come you will experience what the outside world is truly like."One of the ladies facing Abe ignored the young Prince and offered an invitation to Selina. Her eyes were filled with pride, and she spoke with certainty. Her use of the word 'when' reflected just how confident she was that Selina would not reject her

*Cling**Bang**Boom**Klang*The forest floor was fractured and bruised all over. Several trees had been felled - not by the work of nature but by forces that suckled at nature's generous breasts - and many lives had been lost. The ground was bloodied and scattered with several broken weapons. Spears, swords, axes, staffs and even strange weapons like lamps and slings decorated the forest floor grotesquely. Many headless bodies littered the ground, allowing the brave scavengers who dared encroach upon this battlefield a feast of brains and eyes."Guh" Letting out a small gurgle, another was added to the list of the dead. As the man fell, the sounds of battle ceased, leaving the survivors panting heavily. "When is the next group coming in? How far away are they?" Selina asked as she wiped the sweat off her brow. Her eyes were filled with exhaustion, and her soaked clothes told that she was at her limit; and this was no surprise for she and the others had been battling for over three