Another Word For Invincible Novels & Stories

Other alphas fear me enough to not mess with people close to me. “Soon we will be unrivaled,” he boasted. “I Am Unrivaled, Gunther,” I reminded him in case he forgot. I am the uncrowned King of werewolves who rule with supreme command. And I hate being underestimated. My scum of father underestimated me, look where he is now. Nope, not six feet under. I burned that fucker alive. My pack was thriving vigorously. We were unsurpassable in terms of strength, resources, power… in all damn aspects. I didn’t need a stupid association with an inferior pack to be invincible. I am invincible.

Something unbreakable. Something ready to rise.

~KADE~ We got to the weaponry and just like the witch has said, it was heavily guarded. There was a guard at every corner. “There's something I should let you know" She uttered as we walked towards the gate. “What is it?" I questioned. “We are invincible but that doesn't mean they can't touch us so we should stay clear of bumping into anyone" She murmured and I furrowed my eyebrows. “But we are invincible, won't they just think they're running mad or something?" I questioned and she shook her head.

It seemed he wasn't omniscient after all. "That is Absolute Defense, the skill of the Nemean Lion that made it invulnerable to fire and metal. There was nothing that could break through the tough fur of the Nemean Lion because of this power. To think that the young chap inherited this skill that hadn't been seen since the last war with the Undead. He truly is a genius of the Lion King Tribe."

As long as I remain standing, the Harding family will continue to stand tall and unstoppable! It was worth noting that among Chetvine's five great clans, Sergio ranked first in power among the family heads and was known as the "Pseudo-Invincible". The title of "True Invincible" belonged to Sorya's strongest warrior, Waylon. Sergio had once fought Waylon in an overseas battle and suffered a narrow defeat. Nonetheless, whether pseudo or true invincible, Sergio's invincible status was undeniable. After all, he was just one step away from becoming a martial god.

However, as they walked away, they saw his limbs regrowing again. Hailey and some of the warriors were sick. How can the battlefield be riddled with body parts all from one being? What is he? However, they were all startled when a thick gruff voice spoke in what Hailey knew to be Russian. The voice held so much contempt and was quite degrading to the haughty wolves. "Ty ne mozhesh' ubit' menya. (you cannot kill me). I am invincible! And we are many. Mal'chiki, davay poigrayem!" (Boys come let's play!)

The physical strength of Zephyr Khan was absolutely "invincible' among the martial practitioners of the Alchemy! What was invincibility? No one could defeat him. He was invincible!

Madam Blossom spoke calmly. "Not only that." Dorian shook his head gently. "Someone said that he is invincible in this world," Dorian said solemnly. "Invincible in this world?" Madam Blossom was shocked. 'Who would dare to say that they are invincible in this world? Dorian wouldn't dare, and even the master of Heaven's Gate wouldn't dare to as well. No one would dare to make a claim about themselves this way since ancient times.' "Keep watch! This is only the beginning," Dorian spoke calmly.

Invictus said while aiming his blazing big sword at me, but I dodge it with my scythe. “Of course, I didn’t. It’s the same word you say every time we meet.” I uttered while kicking his tummy when I found an opening. He groaned and used his black magic to attack, but I avoided it in a flash. “Hahahaha! I am Lord Invictus and I am the ruler of every bad soul. And I am the unconquerable demon-beast!!!” he said. I rolled my eyes because it’s the same word he said centuries ago. Nothing new.

“My blood is making you feel invincible, and if you act upon it, it’ll endanger us both.” Invincible. Really? Woah. The word hummed in my veins, vibrating through every fibre of my being. He was right—I did feel invincible, like I could tear through the walls, like the world was too small to contain the power coursing through me. The strength was intoxicating, dangerously so. But his warning pulled me back, grounding me, reminding me of the razor-thin line I was walking. “There’s a shifter army outside,” he continued, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he could already hear them closing in. “We have a few minutes before they get here.”