Gladiator Megatron Novels & Stories

Draco. Draco was enjoying watching Titanus teach the new gladiators how to become mortal gods. The training ground was littered with bare-chested males sparring and fighting under Titanus' command. Draco casually watched them from the veranda that overlooked the gladiators' den. He wrinkled his nose when one of the gladiators crushed his opponent's nose, drawing massive blood. Titanus smacked his whip over the ground, urging the gladiators to fight harder. The swinging and clacking of the wooden training

" I yelled, dragging him toward the service elevator. Behind us, the battle of the Titans raged. The Architect swung a fist the size of a car. Damian dodged, the stone leg scraping sparks, and swung the Hammer into the giant’s knee. CRACK. Obsidian shattered. The Architect roared in annoyance, not pain. "ANNOYING INSECT. I WILL BURY YOU IN THE CRUST." The Architect didn't chase us. He looked up. He looked at the ceiling of the hangar fifty feet of reinforced concrete and earth

roared the black dragon, seeing the giant sword formed from a thousand swords heading towards him. BOOOMMMMM

the elite squad leader barked orders. The two melee mechs tasked with being meat shields immediately charged at Victor. These two mechs were about 15 meters tall and were wearing Epic-grade external armors which gave them really high defenses. If it weren't for the Epic-grade armors, they couldn't have endured the Death Laser fired by Victor, whose combat power was over two thousand. "Extreme Thunder Blast." From a distance, Victor swung his sword and sent a ball of light towards the mechs. When the light ball exploded, all the melee mechs charging at Victor were hit because they were close together.

he glared at Johan. “The hell! I thought you were going to open hell again!” “A-again...” Dorin touched his temple as his head suddenly ached. “Here, let me help you with that, number 12,” Mordecai said with a big grin. “Johan, hand Dagon over.” Mordecai touched Dorin’s temples as soon as Dagon perched on his shoulder, and hoped that the young thunder mage’s memory of their past duel would finally return, before Eirian does.

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

It was as if at that moment both of them are aching and hurting as if at that moment all the memories they shared faded away in a blink of an eye and they grew back to strangers. Meeting his gaze was undoubtedly a mistake, Morrigan knew that if she were to look at those beautiful orbs she would be weak and soft-hearted. But she dare conceal everything under a façade, the façade she had used as a queen. Standing tall as if those eyes are not her weakness. “Look at me in the eyes and tell me that it was all a fraud. A trick to deceit me. Show me how treacherous you are like your father.” All the light and color in Colum Toiba’s face fade away. His hazel orbs darkened and murderous gaze emanate

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h