Invincible Novels & Stories

“What do you mean?” “Your [Domain Suppression], your Alpha's majesty,” Finch explained, his voice unusually grave, “is based on pure bloodline level. But Vance doesn't have pure bloodline. He's a ‘fake’ created by technology and dark alchemy. Your pressure has no effect on him. Your [Predator's Eye] probably can't see through him either. On a supernatural level, he's… invisible to you.” This was the first time Jack had encountered an opponent he truly couldn't suppress with power since gaining his strength. A human monster immune to all his trump cards, knowing all his weaknesses.

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

What a boring and tasteless name, Eric thought to himself, too lazy to pay attention to that brat. But that didn't stop Vincent from trying to get closer to Eric. On his birthday, he gave Eric a supercar as a gift, and his mother even posted spam messages in their group of friends. And when Vincent made a mistake, he refused to admit it, waiting for the movie to come out and proposing on stage like a madman. Even someone as thick-skinned as Eric was left feeling embarrassed. After being rejected, Vincent had once publicly expressed his attitude on I*******m with a challenge: "My Beta kitten, you can't escape my palm."

It seemed he wasn't omniscient after all. "That is Absolute Defense, the skill of the Nemean Lion that made it invulnerable to fire and metal. There was nothing that could break through the tough fur of the Nemean Lion because of this power. To think that the young chap inherited this skill that hadn't been seen since the last war with the Undead. He truly is a genius of the Lion King Tribe."

I am going to make them pay a hundredfold. As the battle rages on, I fight with unmatched ferocity, protecting not only myself but everyone I hold dear. I know that I have to become a beacon of hope, a symbol of defiance against the forces of darkness. Watching their comrades falling, Vornt and Connor have discovered that underestimating me comes at a great cost.

I stated. “Why don’t you untie her, and we walk?” This Benny guy chided, and I shook my head. “Not going to happen,” I replied. I was a stubborn man but before I could continue, I looked over Benny's shoulder, “Took you long enough,” I smirked. “Sorry boss,” Milo answered. “Why don’t you put the gun down?” Milo pressed the gun at Benny’s head. I moved to grab his gun before Milo hit him hard as he fell to the ground. I liked Milo because he knew how to move with utter silence. His skill was why he was on my team.

I jumped back and composed myself, this guy shouldn’t be taken lightly. My arm is shaking from that punch. I have never felt a skull that hard, what the heck is he taking? Some sort of wolverine serum or what? Damn, that hurt! I shook my hands and got into my attack position. “You got a naughty hard boiled head, eh?” I mocked. “I am the mighty soldier of the October Family! Dylan the Dragon of the North! My power is so immense that the likes of you lowlifes will never attain in your pitiful life.” His eyes widen and he fixed his glare to me while smirking like a psychopath.

He employed a skill that he had been storing for the final battle. [Invincible Charge] It was unstoppable, as the name implies. A skill that causes the opponent to be immobilized for the duration of the skill. Although it appears to be very strong, it does have limitations. For instance, the user will be unable to utilize any other skill while casting this skill. It also required two hands to execute, hence it was a skill employed to bridge the gap between you and your opponent. Gill remained motionless, astounded by his inability to move his body as Lance lunged at him. He couldn't get away from it. Gill collapsed to the ground as the massive arms slammed int

I ignored her and kept pacing around the room asking out loud the questions that bothered me the most right now. "Oh he's good. He's really good at playing with someone's feelings!" "Nicole what are you-" "He deserves an award for being the best, cold heartless monster he truly is. He deserves it! And for the world's number one player for playing around with women! He fucking deserves it!" "Whoa are you-" I punched the wall in front of me. "Asshole!" Hit. "Cold prick!" Hit. "Fucking idiot!" Hit. "Screw." Hit.

he muttered sarcastically, pulling out of the driveway. "I woke up ten minutes ago," I said defensively. I wanted to insult him, but he looked amazing. His green and blue striped polo brought out his eyes and his jeans fit him perfectly. Why did he always have to look so perfect? He never had a pimple, and even with the scar on his forehead from his accident, he was flawless. That didn't matter though, because I hated him. "I promised Simon I would come get you, and that's the only reason I'm here," he said.