Novel & Cerita Cosmic Professional Gladiator

He chuckled and turned his eyes to me. "Was here last week but you kicked me. Let's see what you can do today too." He smirked and snapped his fingers. His full entourage appeared from where they've been hiding in all black. An entourage I've been a part of before but I was the only one who wore red among them and that made me the red devil while Lando wore all white. That was how it was when we were going to kill and destroy but things changed, his entourage is now against me.

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

Lucien looked at the deep cut on his shoulder and sighed. “Pathetic” he said as he waved his other hand over his shoulder and it was as though he was never hurt. “It seems as if, I who just finished a dark ritual and you harnessing the power of the moon are at our peak right now. I wonder who will break first” said Lucien whose eyes begun to glow dark red and he summoned a black smoky beast from the pot. By this time, Adolphus had already shifted back to his human form and he stood there mortified. He was very furious by this time. No mortal weapon will be able to kill this beast.

I said as I pleaded with him with my eyes. “My name is not Gavrael, it’s Zephyr.” That was his only response before he gave the command for his army to attack. As the first wave of the beasts advanced, I raised my hands and they shrieked as I blasted them off with pure light. The beasts behind that first line paused, not daring to step away from the dark shadow surrounding them into my light. The first line that I blasted was nothing more than specks of dust now. “That was just a warning shot.” I growled.

Are they born cheaters. I rolled my eyes and cross my hands. He walked around me, while keeping his eyes on me. "I am not sure if he already told you about this. I am Kyro Hale, a well known werewolf around the whole kingdom. I do not have much of a good reputation unlike your Uno. However, I do not care. After two months, a battle will be held on the underground. It is between me and Uno....." He is now telling me something that I know where is headin'. He gestured with a thumb, and his eyes were widened while he show a smirk on his face. "Do you understand what I am trying to say?" He asked.

His eyes—those terrible, pale eyes—glowed faintly in the dim light. King Valerian was the embodiment of a warrior king—tall, broad-shouldered, and carved from muscle and discipline. His physique was built not by luxury but by centuries of battle, every line of his body honed like a weapon. Unlike most alphas, his skin bore a faint, icy pallor, a reflection of the frozen lands he ruled, and his long, silver-streaked black hair flowed like the northern winds he commanded. But it was his eyes that set him apart—piercing pale grey, almost white, glowing faintly with the eerie calm of a predator who didn’t need to snarl to be feared. Even in silence, Valerian commanded a room, a man of both chill

Shadows guards began pouring out, their weapons drawn, ready to defend their stronghold. Chaos erupted. The two sides collided like crashing waves. Gunfire, shouts, and the sounds of fists meeting flesh filled the night as both sides clashed. Dead bodies began to pile up on the cold ground, staining the earth red. Lucifer moved through the battlefield like a demon, unstoppable and fierce, every swing and every shot filled with purpose. It was as if all the pain and suffering he had endured had come together in this single, deadly moment.

Alfos reached out for him and patted him on the back, turning to the gladiators and said in a roaring voice. "I may be the champion of the pit, but...the beta here is the god of the pit. The first-ever gladiator." The gladiators clapped harder, cheering Alfos. "God of the pit!" "God of the pit!!" They roared as Titanus raised Alfos's hand in the air in honor. All the while, Alfos pinned his eyes on Lucinda.

I was no longer trapped in that room but now in an open field where all my enemies were formed in a line and I could do what i wanted to them. “What do you have?” I ask, already planning what I’m going to do to them. They would wish for death by the time I’m done with them. “The mercenaries that were hired. One of my guys was part of the team, but he pulled out when he realized you were the target.” Killian grew up in the streets before he was adopted by a rich family. So he knew every class of people and mostly the dirty ones. “Does he know the other people on the team?” I’d almost forgotten Claude was there until he spoke. “Or if he can recognize them.”

And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina. Once I am officially 21, I can formally join the ranks of our Gamma's Warrior System. I'll try to simplify it. There are five classes in total, which are your training phase. We can start as early as 16-17 to prepare for our first shift on the first full moon after our 18th birthday—classes 1 and 2 specialized in strength, stamina, and pain endurance training. Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain.