Chapter 6 Wukong Bosses Novels & Stories

But, mum and dad were still stunned and dumbfounded while looking at Big Boss as he kept on talking about their full of betrayal kind of friendship. "What do you want, Big Boss?" I interrupted his long speech when no one at the table dared to open their mouth. Then I reached out to Melissa's hands, giving her the sign to get prepared for the worst battle in history. And I know mum and dad were already aware of the inevitable battle against Big Boss and his hundreds of hungry and furious wolves. The worst part is that, out of the thousands combined, Vladimir's and dad's wolves dropped lesser compared to Big Boss's when they have killed each other already.

And in the center, sitting on a throne of solid platinum, was the boss. He was twenty feet tall. A golem made of polished brass and gold plate. His eyes were burning furnaces. BOSS: GRAND TREASURER MIDAS. "INTRUDERS!" the boss roared, its voice a metallic screech that shook the virtual room. "MY GOLD IS MINE ALONE! THE POOR DESERVE TO STARVE!" "Not anymore, tin can!" Tank shouted. "Aggro engaged!" He fired a flare at the boss's face. Midas roared and stepped off the throne, the floor shaking with every step.

the only word that is able to get out of his lips. Evan didn't dare to argue with the boss, because Evan knows very well that during this time between his boss and the Erika-like eve of the cold war that is strong enough. But the cold war because of what? Evan also don't know. Which Evan know, just Erika is the legal wife of Jimmy Andrean Adinata is not more than that. To be continued ...

' thought the queen with an uncomfortable expression . " We have no time to fight ! I have something important to tell........to the three of you . " said the king with a serious tone . " Before that , darling , can you tell us what was that creature and where it came from ?! " asked the queen . " Apart from the humans , on earth.......there's another world living in a different dimension which is connected to earth . That world , consists of dragons , demons , goblins , magicians , and other creatures like the one you just saw . The existence of this world is a secret that has been passed down only to the future monarchs of certain kingdoms . We do business with them too . " said the king .

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

However, the Demon Royal was firmly convinced that the key was on them, so Wang Xiaoqi and Li Yunqi found it hard to vindicate themselves. In the end, they gave a heavy blow to the Demon Royal of the Heavenly Demon Temple with the help of the Bumblebee left by Ding Hao. The Bumblebee, one of the six battle puppets, was transformed by Ding Hao based on the battle puppets in Fake God City. Afterward, they ran away to Qing River Town. But later, they couldn't leave Qing River Town because more and more masters of the Demon Clan appeared and secretly blocked the entire Qing River Town. What was worse, they set up many sentry posts on the way back to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

The stories never really specified what happened to the witches and Hybrid wolves after that but the werewolf community hasn't heard about them for decades and so we assumed they didn't survive alone, out of the packs. But Balfour sounded like he was onto something by mentioning them. "If you heard of them, then you must know how powerful they are. Witches are powerful enough to replace scents and make them smell familiar even when they're not using dark magic." I held myself back from scoffing. Balfour sounded like he would do anything to convince me that the princess is bad news. "I don't want to assume that you're thinking Princess Ilvira made use of a witch to replace her scent with min

Chapter 57 Amidst the chaos and swirling mist, Fen's power surged, his chakra overflowing like a dam on the verge of collapse. A guttural roar erupted from his depths, shaking the very foundations of the earth. His body contorted, bones cracking and muscles morphing into a monstrous form – a devilish werewolf, its fangs bared and eyes glowing with an infernal red light.

Verath replied. As she approached, the ground trembled. A massive shadow commander rose from behind the pillars, taller than any they had seen. “So the Dragon King comes personally,” it hissed. Verath stepped forward, flames igniting around him. “You’ll fall like the others.” The commander lunged. Their clash shook the ravine. Verath’s fire met dark blades, sparks flying. Elara focused on the altar, channeling her magic to disrupt it. The sigil resisted, pulsing violently.

Fae warriors move through the alleyways in quiet formations, their armor dull and dark so the moonlight does not betray them. And beneath the streets— Beneath the ancient stone roads— The bombs wait. Small spheres of condensed fire magic stolen from the old armories. Dangerous even to dragons. Devastating in close quarters. Enough to collapse half the city if necessary. Enough to destroy the bridge entirely. I smile slowly at the thought. Footsteps approach behind me. One of my captains bows his head as he stops a few paces away. “They have reached the outer valley, my lord.” Of course they have.