Novel & Cerita Armin's Colossal Titan Vs Bertholdt

The remaining 27 men shuddered. Though they had heard of the Black Dragon’s strength, they didn’t expect it to be this terrifying. The man who had just been killed was called Titan. He was the strongest fighter in all of Malgudi. The Malgudians were widely known as the warrior race, a title they wholly deserved. Upon seeing this, Willy was left speechless. He grabbed a machine gun on the ground and blasted away at James. “Die! Die!”

Silas gurgled happily, reaching up to grab a lock of his father's dark hair, completely unfazed by the cosmic battle that had just transpired. Behind them, Commander Valerie and the twelve elite vanguard guards let out long, shuddering breaths, lowering their weapons as their hearts slowly settled. "By the ancestors..." Valerie breathed, stepping up to the edge of the platform and peering down at the ash-covered floor. "They just obliterated a titan that was sealed before our world had mountains." Before anyone could reply, a deep, resonant chime rang out from the center of the subterranean chamber. DING... DING... DING...

Bolton spoke to me, but kept his eyes trained on Armand. Both men flashed red eyes at each other, seeping pure dominance and hate to the other. So this was Bolton’s match. The only specie alive that could beat him. “He can’t beat me. No one can.” He said in my head, still staring down the man that stood before me with his hand out waiting for mine. I couldn’t help myself but laugh at them. Four growls from four very powerful Alpha’s swirled around my body. The fear it invoked inside me damn near made me moan.

The second phase was a war between 4 teams, each teams have a color and consist of 40 person, AHMET ROSILIA and ANGY were in the same team the bleu team the game was each team should defend her flag and in the same time destroying the other teams flag, it was very quick ANGY attacked the red team and managed to steal the flag without they noticed , ROSILIA sent an arrow and destroyed the yellow flag, and AHMET took down the army of the green flag by his own, a berserk defended the bleu flag from the attackers and he managed to take down 20 attackers by his own power without any help. The last phase was a one versus one combat all our heroes managed to win until the last 8. AHMET versus the D

He launched forward like a cannonball, carrying with him a savage, brutal force. Faintly, a giant, shadowy black demonic ape flickered behind him. Attwell's punch came crashing in. It was direct, with no fancy tricks. Gideon let out a roar. The core of his Solar Titan Physique trembled, all of his power pouring into his fist as he clashed head-on with Attwell. Both their bodies popped, their bones rattling as they were blasted backward. Attwell laughed. "Now that's satisfying! No wonder they call it the Solar Titan Physique. It has such a raw, powerful force.

Local time, 8:30 PM. Deep beneath the barren desert, the Bertley military base loomed like an iron fortress. Umbracia's four-star General Hesberg, clad in his sharp uniform, stared at the battle screen with a grim look. The latest report showed a devastating defeat: the Giant Whale's Fury tactic had failed, both Lords of War outmaneuvered, and the entire carrier fleet rendered useless. Alexander, an unstoppable force, was still carving his path into Umbracia.

the announcer says, and he approaches the glowing male that Fiadh likes. "Captain Terrax will be fighting a Latroot...Commander Saz will be fighting a Mangog...Commander Fornis will be fighting a Bunte...Captian Net will be fighting a Zobilo...Captain Cailan will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says as he continues down the line, and I watch as each Champion gets their beast. Each one looks confident and even pleased when they receive their beast. Suddenly, Krystal snorts in an amused way, and I look at her.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.

“I want to see what you’re capable of, Your Highness before I decide if you can come with us on our next mission.” Arth’s lips drew into a thin smile. “You still doubt my abilities—” he paused, lips parted in shock, frozen, just as an enormous presence hit the ground behind him. It shook the land and gave Arth shivers. A gigantic tail swung from his right to maim him, but Arth jumped and avoided the attack. Once he recovered, he looked up, only to see a devilion; the largest one he had ever encountered. “A Sathir … Class B.”

The sky above them suddenly darkened. The clouds parted, not from a warship, but from a living creature. A World-Devouring Leviathan—a cosmic beast the size of a small moon, covered in golden scales and radiating an immense gravitational pull—was descending from the largest Heavenly Rift. The Armada had brought their siege breaker. The Leviathan opened its massive, cavernous maw, intending to swallow the entire Sovereign Citadel, shields and all. In Hangar Bay 4, the countdown timer finally chimed. 00:00.