Invincible Variants Flying Novels & Stories

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

I sighed, "Thank you so much, Queen Carina." Then my dad spoke, "We have a more accurate number of Abel's army. He currently has five hundred twenty-three warriors. Most are rogues, but some are vampire/werewolf hybrids. We don't know if they have the ability to fly." Queen Carina reported, "They do. My fairies heard them talking about using their vampire speed and flight abilities." I asked, "Mom, can you work with our warriors on fighting while levitated? I started it, but I need to know how that is progressing. We may need it." Mom nodded, "I have already started. They aren't as good as ours, but they are progressing nicely." I smiled, "Thank you."

Feathers that have been shot disappear after a familiar's summoned is canceled. Lord Inveja>> Skyline ' S class' [ Chinese Dragon appearance but creepier with dark blue scales. Air and ground mobility. Medium air and ground agility. Normal S class type with wind and lightning Manipulation. Strategic combat familiar, 50% Physical immunity and 60% spell immunity, 60% evasion rate, Unique skill- 100% immunity to wind and lightning attacks.]

Audella stated as she watched the two. Exciting? How is witnessing someone suffer exciting? "Isn't he gonna surrender or something? He might die in suffocation." Eleonna commented worriedly. Celeste chuckled at this. "I'm afraid the word surrender doesn't exist on Shaun's vocabulary," she said as she watched Shaun struggle to break free. "You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong."

Its strength was considerable, but it couldn't break free from Gideon's grip. The beast was stunned. It had kicked an iron wall! "Get down!" Gideon exerted force. The beast on top of the aircraft was flung off. Only now could they see it clearly—a slender-bodied beast with black wings on its back, its head resembling a bald eagle's. In the blink of an eye, the beast disappeared into the raging winds, its speed astonishing. Orabella stepped to the hatch and warned, "Windrunners. They specialize in generating fierce winds, and they never let grudges go. This isn't over."

They all knew about Phantom and some people from the base even tried to follow him with their own flying-type Soul Armas but none of them could come close to his speed. The 'Aves wings' were the Soul-Armas from the Higher-Tier beast, they weren't just for the show. After safely dropping her on the ground, he vanished from the sky like he never existed.

Humiliated at so much confrontation in-front of the flock he commanded. “I believe she was clear.” The alpha Forever Knight stated coolly. “You’ve no business interfering!” Bernus snapped. Losing all composure. Attacking the contender. In half a step, he changed from a man to a massive red and yellow bird. Wings unraveling and lifting upward. Flying so low to the ground that one wing dragged through the cold remnants. Tossing ash into the face of the Forever Knight alpha. Whooshing just over the ground. Sebastian and another one leapt to their leader. Angling their bodies to shield him from the cloud of ash and dirt.

Baraka’s voice boomed across the silent tarmac. A murmur rippled through the crowd. Slowly, thirty young men and women stepped forward. Some possessed minor pyrokinesis, able to generate localized heat. Others possessed low-level kinetic projection—nowhere near Baraka’s god-tier strength, but capable of generating sustained concussive blasts of air and pressure. "You aren't soldiers today," Baraka told them from his stretcher. "You are the fuel." He pointed to the hollow, gutted turbofan engines hanging beneath the massive wings of the Ilyushin.

Calvin certainly warranted it. How dare this bitch come into my domain and declare war! She would be another exception. I have never consumed a Vessel, but I wanted, and needed, to consume her. I released a high-pitched whistle, calling my children to me. Seven of them showed up. Four of them were in their first form with their wings out. Our wings were just like serrated blades – dangerous, lethal, and the perfect weapons. The remaining three of them were in their second form, essentially making them tanks. They were far more durable in this form but did not have the same agility as the first form.

“There’s nowhere to land near the compound and once again we’ll be spotted and give our position away. There’s no way Marcel’s not gearing up for a fight, he knows someone will come for her.” I turned towards Clark and shared a look with Ryder. “We’ll by flying in on our dragons.” “Shit, I was afraid you’d say that. Listen you two are the only ones who fly your dragons, it’s not common practice for dragonkin to actually fly their dragons.” His voice had gone up a notch and for the first time in my life I saw Clark nervous. “Your dragons will submit to Echo and follow his lead, it’s as easy as that. All you guys have to do is hold on and jump when we circle the compound.”