Novel & Cerita Hyperion

Hyperion walked out of a dense vegetation where he met up with Deucalion. Deucalion had been waiting for him. ”You sure took your time”, Deucalion said. “The fact that you are only part Lycan gives us an unprecedented edge” ”I had to make sure that they were distracted enough”, Hyperion Replied. ”They? Who else was there with her?”, Deucalion asked. ”Rey” ”That is not good. No matter though, we must hurry and begin”, Deucalion said. “Just Rey won’t make a difference, she isn’t yet a threat to us alone”

Cally exclaimed "max? what's that got to do with it?" cried Stephan "You idiot! Stephan is a lecturer's son, and he is brave enough to touch my head, then he will be modified into my robot, if he fails, then I will eliminate and destroy his body!" Stephan opened his mouth, he really got a partner who is the most creepy, cold blooded killer ever, an angel of death that must be avoided completely. "Flies will go into your mouth idiot, I'm just using my brain to think. Get all the data right away, I'll go have some fun first!" he chuckles

Hyperion is also charging at her but he's empty-handed. Cronus smirks thinking "Yes wisdom is good but She's not good enough to beat them both." Iapetus tries to stab Wisdom in her chest. The spear won't go in. She takes the spear from while shooting a thunderbolt into Hyerion's forehead. Wisdom jabs the spear into Iapetus's chest then yanks it out, swinging it at his neck. Iapetus's head flies into the air.

Five teen years ago, World War III has started. But not to against terrorism, not even communism, now mankind facing a ferocious monster called Fluxter. Their normal size was like a racehorse, but their appearance is different depend on the class and regions of the world. Fluxter has a main core that located inside the head, it used to command all of the body just like a brain. Seraph type is the only Fluxter with intelligence, it usually leading a Fluxter colony. Not like other Fluxters, Seraph can metamorphose to stronger form called Varniant. The size and power are extremely enhanced, and obtain different ability depend on the evolution path.

“After the river, there’s a fourth gate. Locked. It squeaks.” “...So?” “The squeak wakes the hydra that sleeps on top of the gate.” “What kind of hydra?” Evanora asks. “Fifty heads. Acid saliva. Poison breath. The usual.” Someone swears. I’m not sure who. “And past that?” Charlie asks, arms crossed. Hermes smiles grimly. “That’s when it gets really hard. That’s when you face Tisiphone.” Dead silence. “Tisiphone?” Evanora repeats, her voice sharp. “The Fury? That Tisiphone?”

That only meant one thing, Hades had sent them. Cora looked at Mariana in understanding, touching the tattoo on her wrist, it was a small seahorse. “Father, I need you”, within seconds the sky thundered and the ground shook, what looked like a portal mid air appeared and everyone gasped. Poseidon himself appeared and Cora smiled proudly at her father. Poseidon raised his trident a shot several hyperbolic pulses towards the demons effectively killing them. The hyperbolic pulse is the only thing strong enough to kill demons sent by Hades. It was a rare gift that only a few of the gods had.

“Then we defend.” Her calmness was almost worse than fear. Outside — Helion Units Surround the Outpost Above ground, shadows moved through the snow. Tall. Armored. Silent. Not prototypes. Something worse. The Helion Units — Kass’s elite hunter-class soldiers. Their armor pulsed with bright white circuits, designed to resist both stabilizer and Omega energy. One Helion stepped forward, fist smashing into the hatch again. Inside, the metal bulged. Rhea muttered: “They’ll break through in under a minute.”

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

She nearly rolled her eyes but stayed silent—she had no interest in looking anyway. "I'm sorry," the man rushed out, voice trembling. "I caught the scent of a human and didn't realise she was with you." Orion frowned. He hadn't masked his scent or pheromones, and yet this warrior had been unable to recognise him. That could only mean one thing: whatever Malcolm had injected him with was suppressing his scent. The question was, for how long? "What's your name, warrior?" he asked, voice hard. The Lycan shifted uneasily on his feet. "My name is Vega, Alpha."

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.