Invincible Conqueror Wiki Novels & Stories

“Then why does she hide you? Why does she keep you behind walls? Why does she deny the rumors instead of crushing them? Why does she punish you like a servant instead of training you like an heir?” Lucia’s son inhaled slowly, steady, controlled. “Say what you’re trying to say. Directly.” “You’re not her equal. You’re her possession. She’ll chain you as long as she breathes. But I?” Vanguard placed a fist against his own chest. “I know what you’re meant to be. A conqueror. A legend. A ghost of Guerrero carved in flesh.” That name cut the air like a blade. Guerrero Valenti. The boy didn’t show the sting, but Vanguard saw the storm forming behind his eyes.

As long as I remain standing, the Harding family will continue to stand tall and unstoppable! It was worth noting that among Chetvine's five great clans, Sergio ranked first in power among the family heads and was known as the "Pseudo-Invincible". The title of "True Invincible" belonged to Sorya's strongest warrior, Waylon. Sergio had once fought Waylon in an overseas battle and suffered a narrow defeat. Nonetheless, whether pseudo or true invincible, Sergio's invincible status was undeniable. After all, he was just one step away from becoming a martial god.

“Very true. I was still pretty young, not yet Alpha of my pack, during that battle, so I never really got to know him, but I remember my parents said he was a good guy. They always appreciated everything he and the other bear shifters did to help us against the vamps.” “Forgive me, Alpha, I forgot that you would have been old enough to fight in that battle. Would you like to join us for the meeting later this morning after Leader Bruno arrives?” I ask. I truly did forget. Despite the salt and pepper grey hair, Connor’s movie star looks make him seem ageless in a way that had me thinking he would have still been just a touch too young to fight in that battle.

"No, she's my cousin. I'm Mace Leo Viesty Cabera now, my mother and her father are siblings." Eleonna nodded in understanding. "This designer knife is very beautiful." she commented absentmindedly. Mace hummed in agreement. "All of these weapons are the member's collection, but most of them are our's. No one's allowed to see this place except for the members and you're one of us now since Audella recruited you." Eleonna put the weapon back as she remembered something that she wanted to ask earlier. "You are the leader of this team, right?" he nodded "How come you let Audella make the decision of me joining?"

"Yes, but we can talk about that later. It's the least important thing right now." Liv shut her mouth with a snap and stared at him for several long beats before speaking again. "Okay, then." Her eyes raised to the ceiling looking like she was weighing what she wanted to say next. "So, you're immortal?" "Not exactly. We can be killed but it is difficult. We heal quickly. As you could see, Asta was perfectly fine when she was in here earlier. Our bodies can heal most wounds if we can shift." Brodi sat up straight. "We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would

I need to do better or else…I might not be able to make it home… Slowly but firmly, I lifted my face up to look at the two men who held my fate in their hands. I need to be brave; I need to survive this, and I am going to make it home! “My deepest and sincerest apologies. My name is Rin Kamiya from the Town of Amber Leaves…as for my special talent…” I introduced myself in a firm and clear voice full of resolve before trailing off. My eyes widened in shock and recognition when I looked up at the Crown Prince’s face. Why was this man here?! Furthermore, this man is the Crown Prince of the Flame Dragon Empire?! The Empire that attacked and destroyed my village in a matter of days.

The Heavenly Conqueror was 20 meters tall and exuded immense power. In front of it, Wilbur was like a sparrow facing an elephant. Yet, Wilbur's figure danced around the being like lightning, wielding his halberd to unleash terrifying slashes that constantly struck the being. The strikes erupted with thunderous roars. Meanwhile, the Heavenly Conqueror could not touch him at all. In just a few exchanges, cracks appeared on the being, showing signs of weakness.

Griffin teased. "I am beyond such worldly behavior. I never speak carelessly," Dunley declared. Griffin thought Dunley was just being stubborn, but when he saw how serious Dunley looked, it didn't seem like Dunley was just making an empty statement. So, he asked, "The Marquis is already so strong. If he can't be considered invincible, then who can?" "In the last 50 years, only one person was ever worthy of being considered invincible—the Lord of Carnage, Mason York, who was at his prime over two decades ago," Dunley declared. "Now he was truly invincible."

Anyone else might have been helpless against Viper's threat. Not even the most skilled commandos could have saved Amber without a scratch from those thugs. However, Alexander was no ordinary guy. He was the commander of the Alex Legion, the undefeated and most powerful Lord of War—Lord of War Temple. "Briscoe is dead." He emotionlessly stared down at Viper and the gang as they frantically reloaded their guns. "I'm not telling you this to make you surrender. I'm telling you because, just like Briscoe, your fate is sealed—you're all going down!"

A man whom Alex greeted as Marco, met us and led us down a dark damp corridor, the air was thick with the smell of decay and something else… something unsettling. Then I saw him. A figure clad in black, leaning against a wall in the shadows. He was impossibly tall, with a face that could have been sculpted by a Renaissance master, marred only by a permanent intimidating scowl. Dante Giordano of the legends. He exuded raw power, an aura of danger that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. He gave me a disdainful glance before turning to Alex, his expression a silent, ‘Who the hell is this?’