Cosmic Professional Gladiator Novels & Stories

Lucas had got to defeat him before being able to enter the Celestial Burial. With the free chance to fuse zombies, Lucas felt much relieved. Then, Lucas activated the Celestial Burial! Once again, he came into the mysterious space. Lucas glanced at the superior warrior in the air. The latter was in armor and was holding onto a Trident Pistol. Lucas had no idea how long the superior warrior had been alive as his face was having a murderous look. His eyes were glittering with a murderous aura, with a strong gust surrounding him. “Get lost!”

Adam quickly put on a pair of shorts, which seemed to be just laying around, and went to stand beside Drago. “We have the ability to cloak our appearances,” he explained, “And when father wanted someone to guard you, we decided I was the best one for the job, because I am not a doctor. Dad and Marcu seemed to think you would feel more comfortable around a pot-bellied surfer, so that is how I appeared before you,” He smiled, as if his explanation was completely ordinary. “W,wait,you guys are all brothers??” Madchen gestured to the other men, including Drago.

Boss has this bartender power that makes you speak your mind as soon as you sit on the counter. “Do you want to kill me, this looks too spicy.” The green plate in front of me, full of a shiny red soup and thick noodles, even made my nose itch with its smell. “My clients are usually drunk so I wanted to try something spicy this time.” “Then I am going to need a beer, Boss." I hesitated before grabbing the plate and carefully blew on it. "Here goes nothing.” As expected, the ramen was too spicy for me. Tears began to drop from my eyes and my nose started running after just a spoonful.

Erica flung into action and attacked Derick. But she didn't realise that Derick has some lightness skill to some extent. He dodged her and it became two against one. The healer became confused. The Alpha was contending with his son-in-law? Erica shouldn't take a side. She's the Luna and Fred Wilson's mate. But that doesn't mean they both should attack their daughter's mate. And besides, who's Lukas and why was he mentioned in this context? She wished Isabella could open her eyes and see what was going on.

Xander stood by his side, both were looking worriedly at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he called back at Mordecai. “You’re just messing with my head.” Dorin’s eyes widened. The people moving towards Dorin fell to the ground, the air knocked out of them. “Now, we continue.” Dorin faced Mordecai once more. He had always loved fighting strong opponents. It means he could let it all out and fight with his real strength, but with his id now in his Phasma core, he was able to calm himself as he continued the duel.

Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara. "I have bought the whole team," she declared making Yara gasp loudly. "That Gora and his brown friend alone cannot win this game!" "Today I'll see the ashamed face of that Abraham fucking Chauhdry!" Yara was about to say something when her voice was cut short by deafening noise. "Abraham! Abraham!" There erupted loud yells of his name. Minahil looked to the front and her jaw clenched fiercely. Abraham was raised in the air by the wild spectators and his followers.

He pulled the trigger of the Cosmic Destroyer and collision of violet and golden lights blinded our eyes. Cosmic Destroyer can destroy everything. Acanta’s Divine Sword of Justice would be useless in its presence. I was expecting for a loud explosion but minutes have passed and still nothing happened. I slowly opened my eyes and bewilderment engulfed me as I saw Belphegor with his weapon and Acanta’s sword stopped on the air as if time was suspended. What happened?

The hungry looking rogues circled us, smacking their lips together and growling. Rachel pulled me into her and let out a kick to one of the rogues. She was a great fighter while I just stood their like a useless idiot. Picking up a long stick beside me I poked one of the rogues in the eye making him yell out in pain. Buying myself a few more minutes to think, I found myself wishing I could reach Ben by mindlink. "We're coming. Don't worry." His voice filled my mind and I squeaked in response. How the hell did that happen?

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

I laughed, teasing them. "Fuck you." I couldn't help but shake my head at their offensive mouths. "You all, too," I fired back and stepped on the gas. I took a glance at my cellphone, which was resting on the dashboard, and saw the footage that Noella had sent me. As I realized how destructive my bombs are, I grinned evilly. Very good babies. "All pigs burned and mangled alive," I informed while staring at the opponent's lifeless bodies, then looked back on the road.