Invincible Lion Guy 소설 & 이야기

I would not want an uproar when I come into the feast, so I asked Fauna to mend the neckline with silvery spider silk for me. The thrum of drums filled the air along with modern upbeat music giving off a dance and native vibes to the feast. I caught sight of my cousin, Elvis, who came to hug me as I was with my best friend, but unfortunately, he didn't stay long because of Lincoln's growl. His growl almost crushed me even though he was in tears. “I can not believe that I am going to lose you to the Overlord. And if it was just any mere wolf, I would have killed him and kept you for myself. Then, you'll realize the reason behind my being called Lincoln the Great!” he whispered into my ears as

His legs were crossed, and his left elbow leaned on the armrest while his fist supported his chiseled jaw. He flaunted that latest edition Omega watch and smelled of Versace cologne. He reacted calmly to her curt words, saying, “Ah, no wonder Black Hawk holds such an impressive reputation.” “You are a private army led by a lion.” Lucas chuckled while glancing at Gunner through the rearview mirror. While Lucas was talking, the car was moving relatively fast, but Lily felt like everything was in slow motion. The agony of being next to Lucas was killing her composure. “Lions have always been considered the symbol of power, bravery, courage, strength, and ferocity.” Lucas looked back at Lily, de

I laughed, “You made a wrong move, King Warrick. You just gave the spear to me.” “No!!! I didn’t!” he’s now infuriated and his face reddened in anger. He screamed, and it echoed throughout the place, and all the demon beasts also screamed. A strong aura emits from their body and they get stronger. I could feel everyone’s heavy breathing and low energy. That’s because of fighting nonstop. I saw Invictus had already transformed to his original form. He is a dark giant three-headed snake with dark red big eyes. His left eye tinted with silvery red like Damona’s eyes. Two horns are attached to only one head in between, and its fangs are sharp and big. And he has thick scales. He roared so loud a

Those men were angry their ego got hurt for being beaten and that too neither they could get money nor her. She yelped in pain her body felt weak and numb. Suddenly someone gave a punch right in the man's jaw and the guy fell on the ground groaning. Her eyes flickered over the person who is the reason of the man's pain. Even though she saw him just twice he had features which couldn't be forgotten easily. She doesn't even know his name. It was Tristan. His eyes were Blood red with rage, he balled up his fists so that his knuckles turned white and bisceps flexed. He's scary, that demeanor of him resembled to that of a hungry demon who wanted to capture it's pray.

His hand really hurt. Leo turned, lowering his hand to his side. An action he instantly regreted as the throbbing and pain intensified. Grimacing, he tried to smile. "Mr. Kirby. this is unexpected." KK watched Leo. He saw the injury to Leo's hand and can tell immediately what's wrong with it, the obvious bruising and swelling a dead give-away. Signing, he walked around the desk, drawing closer to the injured lion. Leo watched him, wishing he could sit down, but he instead trips over his chair as he stepped back from the advancing KK.

"Uncle Angus, do you know how many people the Southern Boss has sent this time?" Leon regained his composure and quickly inquired. His overall strength reached the invincible level of Intermediate Almighty State, and even if the Southern Boss sent a few martial artists in the equal state, Leon was confident that he could handle it.

Lory said suddenly. Ben frowned, "Yeah?" James was instantly intrigued and put his hearing sense to good use. Although he was very confident in Lory's previous words, he still wanted proof. "His fighting skills, Senior Ben," Lory replied. He turned to James who was staring at him with a curious gaze. "What are his fighting skills?" James asked. "The person I was with earlier was very good at immobilizing those lions without ... killing them. He could even predict when the lions would recover. Besides, when I asked him why he didn't kill the lions. He replied 'He's not a killer'," Lory explained.

Dolion's smile was a warning sign; he only wore that expression when he was looking to release pent-up energy, not to train. "Come at me," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. Despite their fear, the warriors obeyed, charging at Dolion with a fierce determination. But they were no match for his lycan powers. Dolion moved with a speed and agility that left them stumbling, and soon they were all lying on the ground, battered and bruised.

This kid had already reached the terrifying level of a Martial Saint at such a young age! How could anyone hope to match a powerful Martial Saint like him? Mad Lion desperately tried to dodge, but his movements were no match for Dustin’s overwhelming speed. Bam! In mere seconds, a devastating punch landed squarely on Mad Lion. His eyes bulged in shock, his face twisted in agony, and the sound of bones cracking echoed through the stadium. Every tendon snapped, and his internal organs ruptured. His body was crushed under the immense force. It was a power far beyond what he could endure.

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.