All Chapters of SILVER FANG SUTRA THE DOCTOR OF WAR: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131: The Raven’s Song of Chains
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 131: The Raven’s Song of Chains1. The Council’s DesignFar away, beneath the catacombs of the Nine Thrones, the Raven knelt in silence. His mask was cracked, his cloak scorched. His body trembled from wounds Azael had given him.But the Council did not look with scorn. They looked with hunger.“You tasted the Alpha’s fire,” murmured one cloaked figure.“Yes,” the Raven rasped, his voice hollow. “He burns brighter than prophecy foretold.”Another leaned forward, shadows twisting from their fingers. “Then pluck harder, Raven. Strip the flame from his heart. And if his heart beats for another—bleed her first.”The Raven lowered his head. “Lyra… She is the key. His anchor. His weakness. The song that steadies his fire. If I sever her string, he will collapse into the Sutra’s abyss.”The Council’s laughter echoed through the chamber. “Then go. Sing her death
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Chapter 132: Threads of the Abyss
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 132: Threads of the Abyss1. The Night After the VowThe cliffs howled with wind, but inside the wolves’ camp there was silence.Azael sat apart from the fire, sharpening his claws on stone. Sparks lit his eyes like dying stars. Lyra watched him, but said nothing—she knew the weight he carried. Every vow he spoke, every word he gave her, was not just love—it was a burden.The pack whispered among themselves. Some said the Raven was broken. Some said he was finished. But those who had fought him knew better. A predator like him never stopped. He learned. He adapted.And somewhere in the dark, he was already weaving his next trap.2. Raven’s LairBeneath the forest floor, the Raven sat in silence, his body stitched together by his own threads. The broken mask now covered only half his face—revealing pale, scarred flesh, an eye burning with shadow.Before h
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Chapter 133: The Silent Strings
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 133: The Silent Strings1. Shadows in the WoundThe forest smoldered. Azael’s fire had burned half a valley black, but the wolves’ victory was hollow. Too many were injured. Too many eyes still stared at the treetops, expecting strings to descend again.Lyra’s hands shook as she stitched a younger wolf’s wounds. Every touch of the needle reminded her of the Raven’s threads. His voice still coiled in her ears, whispering chains are meant to break.Azael prowled the edge of camp like a beast in a cage. He had sworn to protect her. He had sworn no enemy would touch her again. And yet—he had seen her body bound, her throat nearly crushed, her spirit nearly broken. His rage had no outlet but silence.The pack feared him almost as much as they feared the Raven.2. The Raven’s New GameDeep beneath the roots of an ancient oak, the Raven knelt in a chamber of threads. Hi
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Chapter 134: Threads of the Abyss
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 134: Threads of the Abyss1. The DescentThe cliffs of the Abyss were jagged teeth biting into the sky. Even the moon refused to shine here, swallowed by a blackness that pulsed like a living thing. The air was cold, so cold that every breath the wolves exhaled turned into frost, then shattered into dust before it touched the ground.The pack stood at the edge, silent. None dared step first.But Azael did.His claws burned faint silver, casting a faint glow that pushed back the dark only an arm’s length. Lyra followed close, her bow taut, her eyes never leaving the abyssal floor far below. One by one, the wolves descended, each step echoing like a drumbeat of doom.The Abyss swallowed sound. Their howls died before leaving their throats. Even their heartbeats seemed muted.It was as though the Abyss itself was listening.2. The First ThreadsThe
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Chapter 135: Fire or Chains
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 135: Fire or Chains1. The ChoiceThe cavern groaned, alive with the hiss of threads. Wolves struggled, snarling, their limbs bound tighter with every heartbeat. Silver fire flickered weakly against the swarm, but the Abyss drank the light as fast as it was born.And at the center of it all—Lyra.Her bow trembled in her hands, the arrow she held glowing faintly as her spirit itself bled into it. The threads coiled toward her, drawn like starving beasts to flame.“Azael!” she screamed. “Do it! Burn me before they take me!”The wolves cried out in protest. Even the Seer, weak as she was, fell to her knees. “Alpha, no… you cannot…”Azael’s claws shook. His flames guttered. His chest thundered with a war not of claw and blade, but of heart.The Sutra whispered.She offers herself. She chooses fire. Take her strength. Bind it into you. Let her body f
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Chapter 136: The Bond That Burns
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 136: The Bond That Burns1. The Web TightensThe cavern had become a womb of strings. Threads poured from every wall, ceiling, and crack, each one alive, writhing, searching. Wolves fought desperately, but every howl was strangled, every claw tangled mid-air.Selene floated above them all, her form half-woman, half-weave. Her hair spilled downward in strands of cords, her arms unraveling into endless threads. Her eyes were pale, hollow, and infinite.When she spoke, it was not a voice, but a thousand whispers.“Brother. Alpha. You cannot sever me. For I am not Selene. I am every strand. I am every silence. I am the Abyss itself.”Her words pulled at the mind like hooks. Wolves collapsed, twitching as the whispers crawled into their skulls. Even the Seer clutched her head, blood dripping from her ears.But Azael stood. His claws blazed silver, his eyes wild fire.
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Chapter 137: The Price of Defiance
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 137: The Price of Defiance1. Silence After the StormThe cavern was broken. Walls that had been strangled by threads now lay cracked and bleeding stone. The air stank of ash and burned silk. Wolves limped through the wreckage, some dragging the bodies of fallen brothers, others clutching wounds that still wept.And in the center of it all knelt Azael, Lyra’s head resting against his chest.Her breath was shallow, fragile, but present. Every inhale was a relief. Every exhale a prayer answered.The Seer approached carefully, her once-pristine robes shredded, her face streaked with blood. She bowed, not to the pack, but to him.“You shattered the Bride. No wolf in our history has done what you have. You carry more than fire, Azael. You carry her light.”Azael’s eyes flickered, silver dimming into weary gray. He didn’t answer. His arms tightened around Lyra.Last Updated : 2025-10-08Read more
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Chapter 138: The Beast Beneath the Fire
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 138: The Beast Beneath the Fire1. The Abyss StirsThe fissure in the earth widened with a sound like the cracking of bones.From its depths, smoke rose — not the ordinary kind, but shadow so thick it looked alive.Every tendril that reached the surface hissed as it met Azael’s silver flame.The wolves drew back instinctively. Their instincts screamed. This was no creature, no spirit.It was hunger made flesh.The Seer’s voice trembled as she whispered, “The Abyssal Beast… the second breath of the void. It hasn’t walked this world for ten thousand years.”Azael stood before it, his body swaying slightly, silver flames flickering uncertainly along his arms.The voice inside him — the Sutra’s voice — had gone quiet now, watching.Then, from the depths, something emerged.First came claws, enormous and black as obsidian. Then wings, leathery and wide
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Chapter 139: The Weight of Victory
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 139: The Weight of Victory1. The Quiet After the RoarThe storm had passed.But the silence that followed was worse.The battlefield, once a landscape of fire and thunder, now lay under the pale wash of dawn. Smoke curled lazily from craters, drifting through the ruins like lost ghosts.The wolves, what few remained, moved slowly among the dead — not speaking, not crying, only breathing because they still could.Azael stood at the edge of the crater where the Abyssal Beast had died.The ground was scorched black for miles, and beneath the soot, faint veins of silver light still pulsed like roots in the earth.He had not moved for hours. His claws had retracted, his flames long gone, but his body still trembled with the echoes of what he had done.The Sutra was quiet again — too quiet.Lyra approached carefully, her steps soundless on the ash.She
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Chapter 140: The Harbinger’s Shadow
Silver Fang Sutra: The Doctor of WarChapter 140: The Harbinger’s Shadow1. Before the DawnThe night had not yet surrendered to the sun.The wolves slept scattered across the valley — what few of them remained after the war. The embers of the great pyres still smoldered faintly, painting the dead earth with ghostly orange veins.Azael sat on a broken stone ledge, sharpening the edge of his blade with slow, measured movements. The steel sang in the quiet — a cold, steady rhythm that cut through the wind.Lyra stirred behind him. Her eyes opened to the dim horizon, her voice still thick with exhaustion.“You haven’t slept.”“I did,” Azael replied without turning. “For seven seconds.”Lyra’s lips curved faintly — not a smile, just an echo of one. “You counted.”“Every second counts,” he murmured.She rose, walking toward him, her steps light on the ashen ground. The closer she came, the clear
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