All Chapters of Return of the God of war: Chaos awaits : Chapter 91
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Chapter 92
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the five incapable men,” Mareo sneered, her voice carrying faintly through the space as she stepped into their path, stopping right before Tyson and the others. Their fingers curled into fists at their sides, anger already written across their faces, eyes burning with everything they were struggling not to release. “You bitch,” one of them snapped before he could hold it back. He moved first. He lunged forward and grabbed Mareo by the neck. The grip was tight, forceful, meant to shut her up instantly, but Mareo did not react the way he expected. Instead, she let out a light and mocking laugh, as though his hand meant nothing against her. “I know you pulled those little tricks of yours to have boss do this,” he said through clenched teeth, pulling her slightly closer as if to force an answer out of her. Tyson and the other three moved in immediately, grabbing Angelo and trying to pull him back. “Angelo, let her go,” they warned, hands tightening a
Chapter 93
Back in Midas’s study, the Ozyrath released her grip on Midas’s lips and pushed him backward, her claws leaving his face as she stepped away and straightened, her towering form settling into stillness once more.Midas staggered slightly from the force, his breath uneven, his lips stinging as he struggled to regain some form of composure.Draven remained seated, his gaze fixed on Midas without wavering.“You know, you should have died a long time ago and be buried alongside your co demon, Veyron,” Draven said, his voice steady, each word deliberate. “But like they say, save the best for last.”A grin formed on his lips as he watched Midas carefully, studying every flicker of fear and every attempt to mask it.Midas groaned under his breath, his hand twitching slightly as the pain in his lips lingered, sharp and constant.“What does that even mean?” he asked, his voice low, though the tremor in it betrayed him.“Too bad you are slow to understanding,” Draven replied without missing a bea
Chapter 94
Mareo walked toward Midas’s study with steady, deliberate steps, each one carrying the weight of intent she did not bother to hide. A faint smile curled at the edge of her lips as she reached for the doorknob, her fingers brushing against it with a confidence that came from knowing exactly what she expected to see inside. “At least now you have company,” Draven said, a smirk forming as he sat where he was, already aware of her approach. One lazy wave of his hand, The door shifted open slightly, just enough. Mareo pushed it open and stepped in. “Boss, you called for me,” she said as she crossed the threshold, her tone casual, but the moment her eyes adjusted to the scene before her, everything in her expression broke. Her breath caught sharply. Her jaw dropped. The Ozyrath stood there, towering, holding Midas suspended in the air, lowering him toward its open mouth. The sight hit her all at once. A scream tore out of her throat before she could hold it back. She staggered
Chapter 95
At the Woodland Asylum, the Vaelcryx moved through the building with speed that left no trace behind, its presence slipping past walls and corridors.Its eyes searched with intent, scanning every ward, every hallway, every room where a patient could be kept, yet there was no sign of Anna anywhere within the structure.The staff carried on as usual, unaware of what moved among them.Psychiatrists checked their notes, nurses moved from bed to bed, tending to patients with the tired routine of people who had done the same work for decades.Their faces bore the weight of age and repetition, their movements steady but unremarkable, and not one of them paused, not one of them sensed the entity passing through their space.The asylum itself was not large, just a modest two story building that had seen better years.Its walls carried the dull wear of time, its equipment outdated, its atmosphere heavy with a quiet that felt more like neglect than peace.Everything about it spoke of something fo
Chapter 96
The study door burst open with a force that echoed through the room, the sound sharp enough to snap attention in an instant. Midas’s expression shifted immediately, relief washing over his face as his eyes lit up. “Finally,” he muttered, his voice carrying a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. More than twenty of his men flooded the entrance at once, their movements sharp, their guns raised and aimed directly at Draven, yet the moment their eyes landed on the figures beside him, that confidence cracked before it could even settle. They froze. “What the…” one of them whispered, his voice trailing off as his eyes struggled to process what stood before him. “What kind of creature is that?” another said, his grip tightening around his weapon as unease crept into him. Some of them stood rooted in place, their jaws slightly parted in disbelief, while others instinctively took a step back, their courage slipping under the weight of what they were seeing, though a few still fo
CHAPTER 97
General Shaw and his soldiers descended from the aircraft with practiced precision, ropes uncoiling into the night as they glided down onto the rooftops of the villa. Their movements were swift, almost mechanical from years of discipline, and within seconds they had spread across the entire structure, forming a tight perimeter in overwhelming numbers. They moved like shadows, silent and lethal. Below them, unseen to the naked eye, Draven’s convoy remained stationed, cloaked in invisibility. His soldiers stood ready, weapons firm in their grip, eyes scanning every inch of the surroundings. One of them shifted slightly, adjusting his stance, and that was when he caught it. A flicker. Movement where there should have been none. His gaze sharpened, locking onto the rooftop. He saw figures, many of them, all armed. “Kylen sir, seems we have more company,” the soldier said, his voice low as he pointed toward the rooftops. Kylen followed the direction, lifting his gaze. T
Chapter 98
“I’ve been to wars and taken down nations, but never have I come across an enemy like him. He yields so much power, or magic rather. But whatever he is, he's still the reason my Emily was killed.”General Shaw stood there with that thought pressing into him, not fading, not easing, but tightening its grip with every breath he took. The sound of the gunshot that ended Emily’s life rang again in his head, loud enough to drown out everything else, and keep his rage steady.He slowly lifted his rifle.“Let’s end this.”Draven let out a faint laugh, one that barely lasted long enough to settle before it disappeared. His eyes stayed on Shaw, calm and unreadable, as if the man standing before him carried no real weight.“It’s sad you didn’t learn from what I did to your soldiers at the hive,” he said, his voice even, his gaze cutting straight through Shaw.Shaw’s jaw tightened.“Let’s go head on, man to man,” he said, his tone firm, refusing to waver. “Without your magic.”Draven tilted his
Chapter 99
Draven turned his back without another glance and walked calmly back to the chair he had occupied earlier, his steps measured, unhurried, as though nothing of significance had just taken place. The tension in the room remained thick, yet he moved through it effortlessly, like it had no hold on him at all.“Tsk, what a total waste of time,” Draven sneered as he settled into the chair.The Ozyrath lowered her head slightly in silent acknowledgment as he sat. Draven crossed his legs with ease, his gaze drifting toward General Shaw’s battered form lying on the ground, his expression completely devoid of concern.Around Shaw, the Northgate soldiers rushed forward in panic, their composure cracking as they gathered around him, their movements urgent, their faces tense with fear and disbelief.“General!” they gasped, reaching for him, their hands trembling slightly as they tried to assess his condition.Draven watched them with mild disinterest.“He is no general, lieutenant suits him best,
Chapter 100
In the crimson villa…The DNA test results were placed before Mr. Kole.Karen sat across from him, her face calm, her eyes empty of any emotion that could give her away.“If it’s not mine,” Mr. Kole said slowly, his gaze darkening as it locked onto hers, “then you should be ready to die, a slow and painful death.”Karen raised an eyebrow, not even slightly shaken.“Save your threats and open the result already. I was in the middle of a manicure when you called for me.”Mr. Kole didn’t respond immediately. His eyes lingered on her, studying her, searching for something beneath that careless tone.“What’s wrong with her?” he thought, his gaze narrowing. “She’s become careless… or she wants me to think she has.”A colder thought followed.“If she’s playing any kind of game with me, I’ll end her before she even sees it coming.”Without another word, he reached for the envelope and opened it. He pulled out the result and scanned through it, his eyes moving quickly until they reached the fi
Chapter 101
At Margaret’s villa… Margaret lay deep in a warm bath, surrounded by soft bubbles and faint fragrances that filled the room. A tray sat within reach, holding a glass of wine and a plate of tacos placed neatly on a stool beside the tub. “What a day,” she muttered, letting out a long breath as she leaned back, stretching slightly and sinking deeper into the water. For a brief moment, she allowed herself to relax. Then her phone rang. “Urgh,” she snarled, irritation flashing across her face. “This foolish woman just had to leave my phone in the closet.” She didn’t move. “Oh well, whatever it is, it can wait,” she added, settling back again. The call ended. A second later, it started ringing again. “Urgh!” Her tone sharpened with annoyance. She ignored it again, but the calls kept coming, one after the other, refusing to stop. The persistence broke through her patience, forcing her out of the tub. Water trailed down her skin as she stepped out, not even bothering to wrap her