Black And Yellow Invincible Novels & Stories

Hello dear readers, I want to explain the power ranking in this book. They are different potential rankings ranging from Yellow orange, red, blue, cyan blue, and black. The lowest to the highest. The yellow is the lowest form of ranking, while the black colour is the highest ranking that is rumored to be a myth. Sorry for the confusion from not explaining it earlier. Have a lovely day yall🥰🥰.

It did not matter if he was alone, but he could not take two girls with him on a drag race. Matty refused directly and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, the youth clad in black deliberately said in a provocative manner, “Oh? You’re so cowardly. Master Matty, didn’t you say that you wanted to prove yourself the last time? I’m giving you this opportunity today. You have no guts if you don’t dare to accept this challenge!” Having said that, the boy clad in black also pointed a middle finger at Matty. Matty gritted his teeth with a sullen expression.

Probably because a black team would have an unfair tactical advantage over the other neon colored ones. “No black. Pick some other color.” Trey stood there with a rather foolishly cute look on his face gazing uncomprehendingly at his young master, “Yellow?” When Levi heard Trey’s response, a snort escaped him, ‘Now you remember to brush up the little guy’s good feelings?! How insincere! You should be ashamed of yourself!’ Noah stared at Trey speechlessly. Can’t he see that he’d already given yellow to Levi? “How about blue? Blue will look good on you.” Noah consoled gently as if coaxing a child and pushed the blue gear into Trey’s hands. Trey stood there, dumbfounded. What just happened?

Zayn remained silent. The Queen continued to speak, “The invincibilis state is already a breakthrough to nature’s limits upon humanity. There are billions of people in this world but only a few invincibilis fighters. On the other hand, a Level-3 invincibilis fighter is a godlike superhuman. Though they won’t be able to break the laws of physics or fly, the fighter is all-powerful and capable of many other feats. It may be the end of the path, but it is enough.”

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

“Alright!” During the conversation, a deafening sound came from the spell formation. Beams of golden lights and holy marks rose. The Mighty Sky Dragon appeared again. The Undying Clan had bumped into the spell formation. However, this time, the spell formation’s power was not as powerful as before without Alex’s main support. In addition, Alex called this race the Undying Iron Bulls. Not only were they invulnerable to normal attacks, but even if they were killed, they could revive infinite times as long as their hearts were still alive.

The night was lit!! Glamour held hands with elegance, grandeur spoke with gentility, fineness and magnificence defined prominence. It wasn't just about colour and pomp. Money clashed with power to produce an explosive panorama. From the powerful machines that dropped off the glamorous guests to the designer clothes and limited edition accessories, one could feel the power that money held. A luxurious black Rolls Royce pulled up and all cameras focused on it. The customized number plate announced the arrival of Fortlink Enterprise Corporation's CEO. The uniformed chauffeur alighted to open the door for his boss and cameras started clicking.

Large cannons emitted their contents at the heart of the city, with thousands of people walking behind the casket until it was lowered to the concrete six foot hole below. Far out in the city, thousands of fans had laid out flowers arranged in a way that they formed one large lightning bolt on the ground. The casket was black and sleek, reflecting the dark sky up above which was blanketed with clouds that threatened to release their bowels down on the forsaken city. It was lowered down with conveyer belt bindings as the large blue lightning bolt emblem representing the greatest hero the world had ever known sparkled in contrast to the black of the casket.

Everly sighed and was about to click out of it when something about the profile picture caught her attention. The troll’s picture was a man’s chest with a white t-shirt and on it, she could read a phrase that was absolutely gross and obnoxious: ‘Lyv’s look makes me hard as a Rock…’ Her last name was Rock, so the play on words wasn’t subtle. Those words written in the same shade of red as the one used for the cover of her new book, ‘Crimson Love’, absolutely sickened her.