Immortals Mc Novels & Stories

Imperious peeked through a crack in the door and marveled, "He's an undead beast! Incredible!" Chad followed and looked at Michael's state through the crack. The black energy enveloping him was visible to the naked eye, leaving only his head untouched. Imperious turned to Chad. "How about leaving this to me? In return, the Evergrow in him will be mine. Deal?" Chad asked, puzzled, "Are you confident?" Imperious smiled proudly. "We Weasel Immortals are the ancestors of sorcery and unorthodox methods. There are some things that only we can handle."

They believed it had formidable strength and a better chance of survival during these chaotic times. On the other hand, those who allied with Immortals Alliance valued the freedom it provided. Founded by independent immortals, the core principle of Immortals Alliance was unity in diversity. They did not impose restrictions during normal times but would unite against common enemies when necessary, which appealed to many immortals.

Aiden leaned back and thought for a long time, brows furrowed. “Why do you ask?” Caitlin finally asked, becoming concerned herself by his expression. “I think there may be another force at play here,” Aiden finally said. “What do you mean?” Caitlin asked. Aiden sighed. “There is a prophecy that, when the last vampire on earth surfaces, the Immortalists would die.” “Immortalists?” Caleb asked. Aiden nodded. “An ancient race of legend, a race destined to live precisely two thousand years old. Not quite immortal—a misnomer, if you will. But they have the ability to be immortal, to extend their lifetimes forever. They need the last vampire to continue living….”

All of them were expressionless as if they were emotionless porcelain statues. “They are corpses!” Frostine gulped as she felt goosebumps raised all over her body. Neela’s voice chimed in Alex’s ears, “Sir, we’re in big trouble. This monk is way stronger than the one we’ve faced back in Raze City, most likely an Immortal Monarch. These corpses are very strong as well. Every one of them has probably achieved Immortalization. We can’t beat them.” Alex’s jaw almost dropped to the floor after hearing this. “Are you sure?”

Some other unworldly force had favored Daniel at that moment. Daniel put his finger to his mouth and shook his head to quiet the Emperor so that he could hear the Fates as the spoke in his mind. "Shh!". Instantly, the old warlock was engulfed in flames by the mere sound of Daniel's breath rushing past his ears. Daniel stood over the pile of burning flesh and bone and watched it until it smoldered down to ashes. Spitting on the sad remains of a once powerful warlock, Daniel smiled to himself. "I don't bow down to any fucking body. I'm the Master of the Flames."

To those from the Sacred Martial Arts Training Ground, we call that level and state as Immortality. "Every Sacred Martial Arts Training Ground has someone who has become immortal in the history of their existence. And these are the immortal techniques that they have left behind, but they're nothing but parlor tricks to you? How ignorant can you be?"

Host will not access the Host Data and Slave Data anymore, please wait for 20 years, host. "Tit!" The man looked at the plains of Jungle. "I will not run anymore!" "They ruined everything!" Luis Park is now different. "System!" He called. Then a system Interface popped up. ~System~ 1. Immortal Leveling System (tap to see more) *tap Luis Park tapped the System without hesitation "Tit!" ~Immortal Leveling System~ A system that will change the human into Immortals. Immortal is different from God. From the word Immortal, that means a mortal is rebelling against the passage of time.

"All they have to do is end you all and they'll get the Blood Moon curse back, sharing among them guardians. It definitely sounded like Stygian, and on it went, "All of you in a place, exactly what I wanted. I know the other two are hiding somewhere here, but not for long." "Let the War of Immortals begin!" The voice added and got faded into hysterical evil laughter. Julian palmed stiffer his axe and waited patiently, while Jeremy had dual blades showered with Emma's light. As the immortals chanted war cries in unity and began rushing on, Jeremy muttered under his breath, "Come on. . . Keep coming, almost there," watching them approach a particular point, he pronounced. "Let the fireworks be

I laugh loudly and my wolves perk their ears in my direction. "Alright, right to it then," I whisper before clearing my voice to begin. "As payment for all your losses and pain. I formed a line of Lycans. These Lycans will be your descendents. Each will be male and each will be immortal. Each immortal king will have a mate. Only with their mate can they produce the next King. You shall hopefully, never watch one of your male descendents die of old age, but I can not promise it.