Cyclops Ryu Novels & Stories

"We ride." Mafia Cyprian crushed his cigar out in an ashtray. He reached into his jacket and pulled out two snub-nosed revolvers. "Let's go whack an Emperor." Cyberpunk Cyprian’s red eye flared. His arm transformed into a riot-suppression cannon. "Combat protocols engaged. Target: Anything that isn't my wife." Cyra stood up. She reached behind her back and pulled out her katana from where it had been resting against the chair. The steel sang as she drew it.

The chain of thoughts on what he had overlooked, and why he was feeling that way, violently crashed into his head, as if it was prying apart the small gap between the tight rock formation. “People!” He raised his voice. It succeeded in gathering their attention. “Fight for your honor!” With the last word, he kicked the ground and accelerated toward the enemy. His arms bulged and his hands held the sword tightly as it swung pointedly to the back. His muscles looked as though they were carved diamonds. Ryuzaki, who modified his mana into a carved diamond around his arms, was giving off a powerful vibe. But that wasn’t all. His eyes turned into the shape of a crescent moon, and his lips spread

They most certainly employed selective breeding to obtain the best characteristics from many races. I had no idea what the other race was, but it should be as well-known as the Cyclops. A smaller cyclops that matched Roland's description of it was standing next to him. Unlike the other cyclops, this one had a thinner frame and more compact muscles. He was most certainly Gord, the escaped scout. As I stared at the Cyclops, a vague sense of rage began to leak from my heart. My city, Ice Demon City, had been put in jeopardy by this idiot.

Memories of how I watched my parents get killed by Vogar. Moving away from the huge portrait on my wall, the door that was shut for a long time appeared before me. I slid the key into its lock and undid it. The door opened and I walked in. Talking in a deep breath, I turned on the wizards - my technology that has the power to find anyone or anything. The screens and lights came up. And it appeared in the air for me - Red Eyes - my powerful technology. “Hi, Red Eyes.” “Hi, Alpha. Good to have you back. What should I do for you?” He asked in his robotic tone.

Was he trying to impress Raze, prove his loyalty by taking on such a vile task. He would have stood and nonchalantly watched my hero die. All thoughts are broken off by a terrifying howl. Louder than any of the others. It’s lower, from a deeper, more powerful chest, and makes every single hair stand on end. I should be scared of such a noise, but it gives me hope instead. A roar that powerful has to be Cyrus. He can kill ten men. He can definitely kill the three goons Raze has promoted to be his shield.

"The other hacker was very powerful, at least technically better than me, and I suspect... the other hacker was Red Moon!" "Red Moon?" The blonde man's side apparently heard the name, the face changed, "you sure?" "Apart from this father of hackers, I can't imagine who else can stop my attack, So I tried it out with the news of the Ryukyu Army, and sure enough, When his standards fell, I got control, "The blonde man took a cigarette and looked away at the people around him "If it wasn't because the opponent was Chiyue, you thought I would come back to help you?"

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

Glaring daggers at Gerald, Ryugu then clenched his fists as he roared, “How arrogant…! Since you’re unwilling to cooperate, have it your way! I’ll show you the true strength of the Hanyu family’s assassins…!” “W-wait! Leader…! Calm down…!” cried out Takeshi as he immediately attempted to calm Ryugu down again. Though Takeshi knew that Ryugu was capable of taking on hundreds of special forces soldiers at a time without breaking a sweat, he also knew that Ryugu wasn’t a match for Gerald. After all, Gerald had managed to subdue both Endo and Izumi…! While he didn’t dare tell Ryugu that he could very well end up like his dead men on the ground, Takeshi knew that the probability of that happening

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.