Invincible The Immortal Novels & Stories

They left behind trails of blood in mid-air, appearing extremely spectacular and brutal. A single hammer swing suppressed the entire scene! “Y-you...” The Informant was also severely injured, blood continuously overflowing from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Andrius with fear, his lips trembling uncontrollably. “You’re... You’re an immortal cultivator!” An immortal cultivator! Those words carried immense weight. The title itself was majestic. It represented an insurmountable gap like the chasm between heaven and earth. Even Quincey’s eyes glimmered when she heard it.

Sienna carefully described the details with an extremely focused expression. What she wanted to create was not only a bulletproof vest, but also a battlesuit that was invulnerable to swords, guns, water, and fire! The materials used for this battlesuit must be completed using technology that did not exist on the market! She had the laboratory left behind by the top science and technology doctor, Rosalind. The technology in the laboratory was ahead of modern technology for at least fifty years, and Orpheus was an incredible robot that had absorbed all of this high-end technology!

she doesn't give him a chance to say anything before she stabs him. Beauden looks down at the knife in his chest. "Me being immortal also makes me immune to silver. I like that." He wraps his arms around her. She lay her head on his chest Being immortal doesn't stop you from getting infected from the mega box. So hands off." "I got it. Don't touch or go anywhere close to that box." He kisses the top of her head. Outside Zeus, the Gods and Goddesses haven't taken their eyes off Einar and the door. The door opens and Einar steps aside looking at Wisdom and Beauden come out.

Zeres nodded and said. “I was tortured, it was a really bad moment for me, I was in a bronze cage burning in an inferno of molten lava. No way of escape. But, I neither cried until the pain was over. That was just all. Besides I am an immortal and only immortals know how long it would take to actually break them.” “Immortal? How did you get your immortality?” “From the late king. I never thought that I would be in such a dilemma in my life before. He uses the solvent of a dead dragon mixed with molten steel some how, that formed an indestructible core within you.”

My Uncle Tristan says as he narrows his eyes, while he lets go of my Aunt Lyra moving to the edge of the circle just like my Uncle Bishop’s wolf, who was just waiting for his chance to get inside it and rip Tyler to pieces. “Well dear brother, I’m an immortal just like yourself, and not even death can hold me forever.” Tyler tells him with a smirk on his face, as my Uncle Bishop’s wolf leaves out a growl, knowing that he holds the power within him to eliminate a God, thinking he could easily do the same to an immortal.

“That’s impossible. No one is truly immortal. Not even Varyn.” The warrior’s lips twitched in a grim smile. “You don’t understand. Varyn is different. He was cursed long ago, a consequence of his own ambition. And now, his power is limitless. He cannot die by the blade, by poison, or by any weapon forged by man.” I could feel a cold chill creeping up my spine. “How do you know this?” I asked, my voice cracking. “Have you… have you fought him before?”

Those grey eyes have turned into molten, flaming glowing orbs. He opens his palm and glances down at the bullet he caught. Three more blasts release. One from me and the others from the Alphas. But like a blur, Jack is gone. A sudden chill rises behind me. I react quickly. The tree beside me explodes under Jack’s fist, splitting in half. I land several feet away. This bastard is stronger than I thought. “It seems I underestimated you, Alpha,” Jack straightens and glances over his shoulder, dust swirling in the air between us. “You are as they say. The unbeatable immortal Alpha.”

Buildings lay in demolished charred heaps, having previously stood strong against many a sandstorm and monsoon. Emma, along with the other Saviors, was up to her eyeballs with healing the fallen. As soon as one was healed, two more would fall in their place. The Saviors were tireless immortals, who kept up their lightening pace of healing anyone who had even the slightest thread of life left to them.

The beast will bow before him, and so do the immortals. "May the greatness be with us?" Elijah responded and we were all dumbfounded. I did not know it was the king of Valeria who entered my domain. Regrettably, we met most unpleasantly. I can't believe the Basilisk is apologizing. It's a far cry from the Basilisk I've seen that doesn't seem to care and attacks everything. I feel like Elijah is lifting me so much, I'm shrinking. I am only human, he is immortal. Not just any immortal, but a powerful one.

Elena needs to be born in a place of mortals, away from immortals, away from Wysteria. "Forgive me your majesty for what I'm going to do, but even if you're destined for her, you can't protect her from something that wants to kill Elena," Sicario whispered words he wanted to convey to the king of Valeria. His oration also began. The surroundings are lighting up and his power will start to come out. He performs one of the forbidden rituals, turning an immortal temporarily mortal. It can remove the smell of an immortal while living as a mortal on the surface world. He will stay away from the demons who are chasing the immortals who have no opponents.