Novel & Cerita Crocodile Immortal

The cool water quickly enveloped her legs as she moved forward, rising up her body as she walked further and further forward. The sun shone on her as she held out her arms and tilted her head to the sky with her arms closed before allowing the world to twist around her. Something was different, the connection was strange. But none of those thoughts took precedent as the darkness descended. It was always a strange feeling when entering the immortal realm. It was like limbo, hanging between life and death. As the conduit she was invincible in the immortal realm but back on earth, in the realm of man, her body was unprotected. It was the only time she was vulnerable.

________________________________________ Xandra woke up seeing the handsome figure in front of her as she gasped clutching the comforter in her small hands. She tried to get back from him, she feared him. "Alexandra, it's me. Don't be afraid," he tried to make her calm. "Yea, it is you whom I am afraid of," she answered giving him pains in his immortal heart. "This is true that I am an Immortal... An Immortal Billionaire, you would say," he scoffed at his last sentence as he walked towards the window. "I hide it from you and every possible person I could. But I am not an evil person, Alexandra."

As they went under a bridge, parrotfish of all sizes and colors swam around them. Madchen marvelled at the sight, as Drago chuckled. “Welcome to Islamorada, the land of the purple sunset. The whole area was beautiful, tropical and a little exotic. Sand, palm trees and ones with red blossoms dotted the area. The boat pulled up to a dock, on the Atlantic side, which was nearly as calm as the gulf. “We are here,” Drago purred, as his dragon showed the happiness of being with his mate.

Yeah, exactly… they should never hold me accountable for what happened…' 'Wait! That guy didn't die even after I cut off his head… is this some kind of skill… Can all of them do that? Shit! What if they can?' 'Holy crap… is that why they call themselves Immortal Crawlers? Are they really Immortal? And if that's the case, can they come back to life…’ 'Is it even possible for humans to cheat death? Or are they not humans in the first place… but something far from it?'

Chad looked at the dried corpse on the ground and shouted to Hogan, who was busy, "Turn them into specimens and send them to Jordan!" Hogan looked at Maverick's dried corpse and sighed. "If only our master had known about this technique, he might not have died!" Chad was taken aback for a moment before quickly denying it. "No, our master wouldn't want to exchange his own memories for a longer life. Plus, how would you know he didn't know about this technique?" Chad had already discovered the principle underlying that so-called immortality. It was as if a lizard was shedding its tail for survival.

Returning to Liem who looks still unconscious surrounded by hundreds of crocodile stealth who stare at him who looks still lying on the floor. I don't know where the strength came from suddenly Liem began to appear to rise again. But it was really very strange at that time when Liem was seen starting to rise whether he realized it or not suddenly the crocodile demons fell and died. "Brakk" The sound of the corpses of the crocodile demons that fell one by one. It turned out that Liem, who had killed all the stealth crocodiles in the underwater kingdom with the aura coming out of Liem's ​​body saw Liem fainted again.

On the thought of that, a grey giant crab-like creature having not even five pairs of legs but a dozen pairs of legs, thrusted out of the still ocean clapping its large claws at the elevated possessed body many feet high however a single glance from the possessed body, every part of the grey giant crab-like creature's legs intersected from its body as it shrieked leaving only the creature’s carapace in place. The possessed body soared closer to the carapace with a stretched arm while squeezing his hand without touching the creature, it distorted into what resembled a normal small war drum in crimsoned semblance, all the three faces smirked while he collected it. "I, will gift my majesty such

Down the hill, a massive beast — scaled, its enormous head turning just enough for me to glimpse six gleaming eyes and a mouth dripping black blood — was charging into the battlefield. The voice spoke again, perfectly calm. “As I was saying… you now have four lives remaining.” “What the hell just happened?” I gasped. “You were just devoured by a Dreadfang, a very vicious predator,” the voice said. “You resurrected. Which means your lives have reduced from five to four.” I froze. “What happens when I lose them all?” The voice deepened, turning cold. “Just like I explained, you die… trapped in an endless void.”

"Let's go say hello." They walked into the main square. The chatter died down instantly. A hundred pairs of eyes locked onto them. A hundred hands drifted towards holsters. "Jack Sterling," a voice rasped. A massive man stepped out from a stall selling dried lizards. He was at least seven feet tall, with skin like tanned leather and teeth filed into points. He held a machete the size of a surfboard. "The Crocodile," Finch whispered into the comms earpiece. "Infamous tracker from the Nile Delta. He eats his targets."

Before I speak, one of the other slavers lunges at Draven but he quickly grabs the man by the throat and slams him into the ground with a sickening ‘crack’ sound telling me he just broke the man's neck. “She belongs to me,” he growls to the rest of the slavers and within minutes, both the slavers and the buyers are fleeing for their lives. “You are here,” I sigh, dying to get out of this miserable cage so I can touch him. “I am so sorry for being late,” he apologizes and rips the cage door off its hinges with his raw strength. Now free, I run into his arms and he hugs me tight, his body feeling like a cold winter dawn warming my overheated skin.