Novel & Cerita Baby Tyrant

The Tyrant was rather absorbing it. It’s massive form only flickered for a bit and then stabilized. Stronger. The ancient enemy froze. And for the first time, it looked scared. “IT CONSUMES STRUCTURE.” Dax’s expression hardened. “What does that mean?” Aria answered, her voice filled with dread. “It feeds on anything that follows rules. And that includes power itself.” The Tyrant turned toward the ancient enemy. And then, it attacked back. A sudden ripple crept through the air.

Adrelda exclaimed in disbelief from the nether aircraft. She promptly informed Gideon via the aircraft's communicator. "The Tyrant Sea Serpent—an apt name that reflects your status. It's no surprise you're so mighty. You're truly a dragon-serpent!" As the saying went, "When a snake grows large, it becomes a python, when a python grows large, it becomes an anaconda, and when an anaconda grows large, it becomes a dragon!" Although this was merely a saying, it perfectly illustrated that the Tyrant Sea Serpent had reached the zenith of beasts. It was likely the sovereign of Tyrant Sea.

I swear I wasn't born with enough middle fingers to tell how I felt about the black hearted and black tongued nutmeg right now. What a fucking sick bastard !! Fancy saying that to your daughter ! But then this was the Dark Overlord that we were talking about. I could expect worse from him. However, Tyra looked unfazed and instead, coldly replied, “Sorry father but it seems like it is your natural stench or cheap hair spray. I would strongly suggest that you don't taunt the alligator until you cross the creek,” she warned. “Stupidity is not a crime so you are free to go. Plus do me a favour of taking those useless nincompoops of yours, with you,” she added. “Otherwise, I will be forced to dir

Tyron spoke with a powerful voice in an extremely domineering manner. At that moment, he was like a warlord, whereas a small potato like Zayn was just a weakling. The rest of the crowd immediately became excited and cheered for Tyron. They gloated at Zayn’s misfortune and were even looking at the man with pity in their eyes. They assumed he was no match for Tyron. Tyron was a Tier-3 master fighter and was considered a young genius among the socialites of Yando City, not to mention the fact that he used to train under Lil Mars.

She had probably never thought she would end up in such a state. Boom! Breena Davey decisively chose to self-destruct. It was the Tyrant King’s first time battling with a human cultivator in the universe after three millennia. It got too excited, and forgot that human cultivators often loved self-destruction. In an instant, its face was covered in grime, and its palm turned bloody from the explosion. “Motherf**cker! I forgot these ants love blowing themselves up the most!” The Tyrant King, whose hand was injured from the explosion, gritted its teeth in pain and stomped its foot furiously. “Kill! Kill all the ants here and raze this place to the ground!”

That was the only possible explanation. The anger I felt was immediate. It was hot and bright, and it made my mouth taste like metal. Tyrant had lost his territory, sure, but apparently he hadn’t lost his nerve. If he could manipulate people into tipping the cops once, he could do it again, and he could make sure the people I cared about were the ones who paid.

With a dull roar filling his ears, all he could do was stand in stunned silence as Alex's chuckle cut through the clamor like a knife. The taunting smirk seemed to further ignite the fury blazing in President Bolting's eyes. "You smug bastard," the man spat through clenched teeth. "You think you've won, don't you? That by dragging my name through the mud, you'll finally have your revenge on me and my family?" Alex casually wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth. "Revenge is such an ugly word, Mr. President. Let's just say I'm righting the wrongs done to my family. Starting with stealing back what's rightfully mine - your precious empire and your daughter."

Giggling, she said, "You want to wipe out the Jackman family within three days? Just because you say so?" Alexander did not even look at Bella. His gaze fell lightly on Tyrant of the East's face, and he spoke softly, "You wanted to blow up George's head, didn't you? Show me, then." The Tyrant of the East sneered. With half a foot in the supreme grand martial realm, his strength far surpassed that of a master. Whether it was vital energy, spirit, or will, he was far beyond what a martial Grandmaster could compare to. His perception of danger was extremely keen.

How was Zayan supposed to deal with this news? How was I supposed to go on with life knowing I'd left my baby brother behind with that monster? Sure, Zayan was nineteen years old already but he'll always be nothing but a little boy to me… What if I plead my case to the Royal Court? Plead with them to investigate my case? They will surely be just in their methods and the truth will be revealed. But I knew that wasn't possible, not when the man I was being offered to was the devil himself.

That night, two new forces were born: Clarisse & the Vendrake family and the drug lord Lysander Holt Meanwhile, Adrian and the Montgomery-Lindenhall family and his dangerous, ambitious half-brother. Two equally dark camps. Two camps equally thirsty for blood. And in the middle of them... Damian and Enola—who didn’t know that a much bigger storm was brewing to destroy them. The Cassel twins in the NICU depended on machines... While the adult world outside began to prepare for a war that even babies would be born into.