Genshin Impact Morax Novels & Stories

She stops and motions everyone to duck. “What is it?” Damien frowns. He cannot see anything ahead except for a few Black Jack members who seem to be on guard. But there is nothing there. “Shh!” Moira hushes him. There is a figure heading towards the guards and they recognize him instantly. “Morales?” Damien frowns. “What is he-” Morales steps ahead and suddenly disappears. Damien is stunned. Is this magic?

It was brutal but effective. "So your name's Morius Lazaro. Once you're healed up, find Xena and learn soul-reading techniques." Morius stood and bowed deeply. "Yes, sir!" Felix knew Morius probably had friends just as powerful, hiding away and enjoying their lives. But he didn't have time to hunt them all down. If he ran into them later, he would handle it then. After Morius left, Felix turned to Cordon, who was still frozen in place. His pants were soaked through with fear. "Please spare me! I was just following orders. None of this was my idea!"

"Who’d you terrorize today?" "Mr. Bradley," she answered casually, sipping the beer Donnie handed her. "Not the old man again!" Donnie groaned, shaking his head. As she sat, a man beside her caught her eye. He wore a wide-brimmed hat that covered most of his face, expensive snake-skin boots, and a silver cobra ring on his thumb. His hands looked too soft for hard work, and though his face was mostly hidden, his presence was commanding. "Hello!" Bisila snapped, trying to catch his attention.

[Remorhaz -Mystic rank] Level 78 HP:9000 CON:900 ATK:120. STR:24 DEF:98. DEX:19 MP:70. INT:14 Speed:23. AGI:23 [Skills: fire immunity(Unique) Ice immunity(Unique) Darkvision(R) Crushing Bite(Elite) Conversion(Mystic) Poison Spines(Elite) Heated body(Mystic)]

Before Astrid could answer, a loud, heavy footstep crunched on the snow outside the shattered doorway. Madox stepped through the ruins of the door frame. Behind the radical elder stood six elite warriors of the Silvertooth vanguard, their heavy crossbows raised, their eyes glowing a dangerous, unstable gold. Madox scanned the room, his gaze lingering on the torn furs of the cot, the discarded straps of Carmilla’s silk dress, and the raw, unshielded look of protection burning in Astrid's eyes. A cruel, triumphant smile spread across Madox’s graying beard. He had been looking for a way to break the Moonvael bloodline for months, and the universe had just handed him an executioner's axe.

Connor growled while pounding his fist into the wooden door, making it shake. “Leave… me..!” my voice cracked. They laughed. “Do you think we’ll leave you?” Connor mocked. “Come out, bitch! Don’t make us break this fucking door. Either you’re coming out or we’re going to break it down.” “If you want to see yourself tomorrow...you won’t be doing this..” I said, breathless. “Luther will kill you if you dare to….” My voice died in the air when the door flew open.

“Wizards might be great, but they lack quick healing powers, like werewolves and lycans. So you better choose your words wisely.” I nodded, glancing at Kian, and Nox shuddered, nodding wildly. Morana’s eyes met mine for a second before she averted her gaze. Even since her breakdown on the logo, she had avoided my eyes. “How old are you, Morana?” I asked. “She’ll turn thirty this year,” Nox said, and Morana frowned, wearing a hostile expression. “She told ye to shut up. What part of it did ye not get into yer tiny head, simpleton?” Morana hit Nox’s head again.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

All according to the mind link command voiced by Harlow. When we entered Mr. Moris’s office, there was a man I didn’t recognize. His curly jet-black hair was loose down to his shoulders. His eyebrows were thick and his gaze was sharp as he looked back and forth between me and Harlow. He sat beside Mr. Moris and they stood up once we entered inside. “Harlow, Alexa, you’ve come. I wanted you to meet Marlon. He’s a dragon warrior.” Mr. Moris gestured. I didn’t know his purpose, but Harlow shook hands with Marlon. The man then took turns shaking hands with me, Jack, and Julius. We all sat on chairs arranged in a circle. There was no table barrier, an open space to observe each other.

We can go get our people. “Something you want to add, Maxy” I say with sarcasm. “The stupid rat bastard” He says as his eyes flash. “He is a dragon by the name of Morbius. He works as one of the lackies inside of the facility. Its who I got the first coordinates from a few days ago. I already have a team assembled. With your permission first” He rushes to add.