Novel & Cerita Invincible Titan

She was a Spiritualist as well. Gaia’s impenetrable defense was famous, even at the time when Cronos’s popularity overshadowed all the others. Her invincible armor was something that brought headaches to the minds of all who faced her. She could basically stand and allow herself to be attacked by an army of Ascenders and still be largely unharmed! That was just ridiculous. But it was true. And it was her ability. It was this strength that earned her the title of Earth Titan. For many believed that the earth elements defensive invulnerability had been stolen by Gaia. But was that really the case?

Vance asked seriously, his fingers flying across his medical screen as lines of flashing red data started to show up. "The Ironclaw Titans hunted him from the first whistle," I growled, pacing back and forth beside the bed like a trapped animal. "Fenrir Vane hit him way after the whistle, slamming his lower back straight into the metal post. Right after the game ended, he just collapsed. He couldn't breathe. His body is burning up, Dr. Vance. Please heal him." The doctor stayed completely quiet for a long, agonizing minute, scanning the data and the chemical tests from Lucian's blood. The air in the room felt incredibly heavy and tense.

The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole. Lightning flashed across the open marble platform at the top. In the middle stood the Titan, nine feet of pure muscle and glowing power. His skin shone with silver light. Between his legs hung the biggest cock Torvald had ever seen. Even soft, it was thick and heavy, longer than his arm. As Torvald watched, it grew hard, rising up like a thick, veiny monster. The fat head leaked shiny drops that glowed in the dark. The Titan looked at him with burning eyes. “Little king, you dare come here?” his voice boomed like thunder. “This cock has broken stronger men than you.”

The night my girlfriend, Lesley Cohen—whom I've financially supported for years—officially announces her relationship with Archie Gould, the System determines that I have failed my mission and strips me of my "saint's heart". From that moment on, I stop caring about her future and focus entirely on my career, eventually landing a spot among the Fortune 500. However, once I withdraw all financial support, Lesley confronts me with tearful eyes. "You always said that loving someone means giving them everything they want or need without asking for anything in return!" I'm baffled. She is the one who finds my money filthy, so why is she suddenly being so calculating about it now?

It was the birth certificate of Liam Maren Vale. The door opened. Dominic came in, his skates making a lot of noise on the floor. He was wearing his training gloves. He walked right up to the table. His broad shoulders blocked the light from the window. His eyes settled on his father's reflection in the glass. The general manager, Vance, stood up. His face was white with anger. "Vale, you are not supposed to be here! This is a meeting!" Dominic just smiled. "I am the owner of the Ironclaw Titans now, Vance," he said, tossing a paper onto the table. "So sit down."

Everyone looked at me but Titus spoke. “I already had some protective chemicals in my system. When I was investigating Benjamin myself, I found one of his doctors and gave him a chance to switch loyalty in exchange for creating a chemical against the Freedom. He told me the Freedom was never perfected. It had a weakness, and that some were truly never affected by it. I am not one of them, so he gave me the protective chemical—the immunity. That’s why I haven’t turned.” ”B-But all the injuries…” another one asked. Titus suddenly looked at me. He was still almost covered in blood, but that didn’t stop me from seeing how beautiful my mate was.

Titan tells her, still watching closely. “Uncle Titan, look at this shell,” Andrew shows Titan a shiny shell. “Wow, bud!” Titan still has Odin in his arms. Mars- Attack! Left. “Sil! Move!” Titan yells as he kicks the rogue in the head. Titan holds Odin tight to his chest as he fights off six rogues. One finally gets his leg, making him fall in the sand. Mars- MATE! Titan looks up to see Zaphyra rip the throats off the rogues.

It simply stretched its colossal form across the boiling sea, and a visible, violet psychic shockwave swept outward in all directions. "Activate the carrier's psychic dampening shields!" Sebastian roared into his comms, his reaction instantaneous. But the Hyperion's shields were pitifully thin against the absolute, god-like power of the ancient Titan. VMMMM—CRACK! The reinforced, blast-proof glass of the command bridge instantly webbed with fractures. Inside, dozens of tactical operators collapsed, clutching their ears in agony as blood seeped from through their fingers.

He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks. Scars etched all over his body which told stories of countless battles he had won. But it wasn’t his size that froze me. It was the emptiness in his eyes. Cold. Unflinching. Merciless. I raised my hands, hoping my silver aura would slow him down, make him hesitate. It didn’t. Not a flicker. Not even acknowledgment that I existed. “He can’t feel it,” I whispered, dread creeping in. Raven’s laugh was low and cruel. “Correct. Titan is immune to your gift. Rare, but not unheard of among wolves who survive long in the wild. You’ll have to fight him the old way.”

I replied after a brief pause, trying to wrap my head around what he had just proposed and it’s implications, not just for him but for me also. "Why do you think so?" Karl asked impatiently and with aggression but he needed to hear what I know. "Well, whoever trained Titan trained him very well; this Titan is very different from the sweet kid I use to know. Blake remolded Titan in his image and likeness, and made an Alpha out of him. The way he talks, the way reasons, he is always alert and is most ruthless of all Alphas in this part of the world, He and Blake has the highest kill rate in the states, only a certain Lorenzo comes close. Legend says he’s got ice running through his vain" I exp