Invincible War All Marks Novels & Stories

“But the world is not yet ready.” Aria’s brows furrowed. “What does that mean?” “The Thirteenth’s prison is breaking. But it is not only he who threatens the world now. War is coming from all sides. Rogue packs. Corrupted Voices. The order is crumbling.” Kael stepped up beside her. “Then help us. Give us the strength to fight.” There was a long pause. Then the final Guardian spoke. “We will give you the Blessing of the Vale. But know this—if the Thirteenth rises, only the Marked may stand between salvation and annihilation. No one else can bear it.”

The Invincible Guardian's eyes flashed with fierce light, a terrifying aura of Infinity Asura erupted, a world of light sparkles on its back, a light of Ten Thousand Realms passed through the spear frame, towards the black sky haunting the world sweeps by. Countless dark spell seals and chains collapsed in front of the light of the ten thousand worlds, and the entire dark world collapsed in an instant. A corpse spear tore through the void, one hit hitting The Invincible Guardian on the body. The Invincible Guardian's body was suddenly pierced directly, and countless corpse auras filled his body. The Invincible Guardian slightly let out a thunderous roar. "Ethereal Warbringer!" The Invincible

"You're right. We attack on three fronts: Vance, Thorne, and your vultures." "Exactly. No more half measures," I said, my own adrenaline spiking. "I want my legacy back, Mark. Not just because it was mine, but because it proves that bastards don't win. Ever." His lips curved into a dark, wicked smile. "Consider it done, little bird. First, we secure my position. Then, we burn your family's house down." The corporate war climaxed on Friday morning. Mark and I arrived at the Arthur Holdings headquarters in full battle gear: him in an impeccably tailored black suit that screamed confidence, and me in a sharp, business-appropriate emerald dress.

Slowly and gracefully the three ships joined formation with the massive supercarrier. Though the Invictus with its three kilometers length was an impressive sight for anyone to see. She was simply a speck, however, compared to the majestic might of the Twenty Kilometer long vessel. The differences didn't end there. The Invictus was mostly smooth and, aside from a few main turrets and the lines of Point-defence Guns, had a flat and sleek appearance. Ark Imperial was littered with 'small' turrets. Small being at least tens of meters high and wide which boasted multiple barrels per turret, the ventral section mounting dozens of skyscraper-sized antennae for fire direction of the vast array of w