Immortal Invincible Comics Novels & Stories

Instantly, his head felt a subtle sting when it accepted an overload of memories where he tried hard to forget about. Noel's eyes twitched, hiding his pain. "Please elaborate for me to understand." Madam Ruzka heed her Emperor’s command. "Do you remember the time when you see a figure of a person engulfed in shiny golden light? That was your Sol, your other half." His mouth agape, a flabbergasted expression formed on his ethereal face. "…Impossible.” He paused for a moment when another prickly sensation stung his consciousness. “My Sol just died awhile back, how can it reincarnate in a short matter of time?"

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

He sipped a little before he continued. “Don’t worry” He assured in a much comfortable tone “Your Body is built stronger and more powerful than a mere human. Basically, you’re now an Immortal. You’re strength alone can take a battalion of monsters. Not even thousands of Giants and demons can graze you. That’s how powerful you are right now” He just stood there looking at the man. “Still won’t believe it, do you?” the old man suddenly asked. Navi, the innocent man quickly nodded in agreement.

And of course, Willow too had an oxygen mask on as a repellent against the smoked vervain and wolfsbayne. In the middle of the combative scene, the immortals were not completely vulnerable and weak as imagined. They fought back with agility and without remorse. Mostly influenced from the anger of vengeance from the sequential traps and ambushes they suffered. As agile as they attacked, the defenders as well wasn't a mere contender. In as much as the odds were uneven, the match was a 50-50, and on became a 60-40 in favour of the defenders. And the scale kept falling weight drastically at the dispense of the immortals.

At that moment, the Chancellor was invincible. No one stood a chance against him. Everyone saw James deflecting his attack, but James only barely managed to do so by summoning the Infinity Steles. Even so, he suffered injuries. Without the Infinity Steles, he would have been severely injured or even dead despite his current physical strength, which was equivalent to a Grand Emperor at the Fifth Heaven.

Enphinius took Pacular's body and helped him sit on the sofa. “In order to stay alive, I had to kill many, many innocent people. Thousands of Hill villagers and young girls. In the end, I can't ask the owner to have eternal immortality, all immortality in this world must be paid with bones and blood. However, that person, Hector Sparker, why was he immortal? Why would those goddamn gods grant him immortality and not me. If my life is to beg for, why is it that he can get it so easily?” Pacular started coughing up blood, his blood immediately turned black and gave off a terrible stench. Pacular's face showed a tired and old look, no longer the young man he used to be. Pacular smiled, he looke

That's slander already if that's not the truth. "Flutter? I may have...but that's because I have this aura that can make everyone comfortable and gain empathy. They usually mistook it as love or desire or compassion. He did flutter before but because of my aura. He got used to it as soon as he was with the queen. So to make it simple, a person who already has a loved one dearly will not be fully conquered." Erenea explained to us that she seemed proud. I was amazed at what he said about his ability. That's very rare for an immortal. Usually, immortals have no ability aside from being immortal and don't age.

he replied to me. "Don't you have any other medicine for infections like this?" I asked him again. I know there isn't, but there might be. The nurse shook her head. "If an immortal gets sick or injured, it will be easy to heal. But like this, it is difficult, especially because the cause of their injury is unusual. Only the seed of life can save them, but the seed is limited so it cannot be just use it," he answered me and I didn't know what to think.

She turned on her heels, exiting the back door. Though he should, Malik could not be angry with Martha. She was like a mother to him, having never known his own. She was like them, immortal. She had come into their lives some years ago. Sick and ravaged with fever, she had begged to be given life. Malik had succumbed. She had flourished as a vampyre, never giving into the blood lust that often claimed many of them as newborns.

"Fruitful? You have no idea… His body can now regenerate, and we have it on good authority that he might be immortal." "For real?" Jada was skeptical. She knew that Frank would gain providence with the spiritron vein, but regeneration and immortality was still unbelievable. "How about a demonstration, Mr. Frankton?" Sue poked Frank proudly. Frank was not inclined to hide such a secret from his allies anyway and cut the back of his hand as Jada watched. As Jada gaped, the wound quickly closed itself! "Woah… does that mean you're invincible now? I'm sure you'd even survive a nuclear bomb—the day when you conquer the world is at hand!"