Molten Freddy Redesign Novels & Stories

Gideon unclenched his fist and grabbed the Beast Supreme Bone Spur, ripping it away by force. "Bastard! Give it back!" Freddie roared. Gideon sneered, "As you wish. Here!" The Beast Supreme Bone was hurled through the air with devastating force, aimed straight at Freddie. "This is bad!" Morgan, Samson, and the others turned pale. The blow was too vicious. If Freddie took the full hit, he would either die or be crippled. He was, after all, Chase's uncle. They couldn't just stand there. Instantly, several people made their move to block it. Even so, the Beast Supreme Bone Spike broke through layer after layer of defense, slamming into Freddie. His body cracked open like a splitting log, crashi

When she thought that she would have to fight with those big scorpions in the cave later, she inevitably felt a little uncomfortable. "Hahaha, there's no need for that!" Freddy laughed out loud and shouted, "As long as we smash open this ice crystal cave, that guy will naturally show up!" "Watch as I destroy this Ice Crystal Cave!" Freddy let out a fierce shout, and his entire body exploded with a dazzling light. And then, he suddenly stretched out both hands, transforming them into palm-prints that filled the skies. They stretched out viciously, slapping towards the icy cave.

Rumors also stated that his mana was bottomless. It seemed like Malikul was as strong as the dragon race, including his arrogance. Malikul activated his thin purple shield. It was so thin and nearly colorless. The layer of the shield seemed like he was mocking him. With a playful smirk, he moved his finger back and front. “Play with me.” Freddie was amused. “Alright, I’ll humor you.” He changed into a hybrid version of the dragon, similar to Dennis. His tail wagged, long horns on his head, and massive wings incomparable to Malikul.

Freya was still sketching furiously, "what do you think about this neckline? It says 'I'm sophisticated' but also 'I could totally kick your—'" "Freya!" Eden cut in, though she was fighting a smile. "Maybe focus on the sophisticated part?" "Fine," Freya sighed. "But I'm keeping the side slit. For mobility purposes, of course." "Of course," we all echoed, not believing her for a second.

And now, they are slowly gaining strength back. “We have gotten rid of the Freedom. But it seems like they managed to create a more advanced version. The perfected version.” I stared at all the limping soldiers getting back on their feet, and how their eyes turned all black and their veins protruding out of their skin.

Walking down them you could easily tell the temperature drop and the moisture in the air became more prominent. The smell of mildew grew stronger as I went lower and lower down in to the cells, but what caught my attention was the shouts. “Tell me!” The sound of metal slamming together echoed through the tight hallway and I knew instantly who the voice belonged to. “I would rather die than speak to your kind you mutated fucking bastard!” Cassius came into view and so did Eladia who was gripped on to the bars she was held captive by. Both looked like they could rip each other’s heads off if given the opportunity.

After about an hour of searching, Freddie found a room that looked filled with holding cages, as wild animals that to his horror held his friends, soldiers with whom he used to train. Pale dragon shifters, barely alive, almost naked, some even mutilated and with missing limbs. Freddie felt his blood boiling with the fire of revenge at Y but he had fellows to save first, so that is what he did. He allowed Nathaniel and Gideon to open the cage doors for them and then helped them make a beeline towards the path he had taken to reach there, so he could get off of the island with the survivors he had found.

Safey said and smiled to us. “I want the red drink!” Jeselle uttered and reached to get the red drink. “Blue!” Kriselle then added, even stretching her arm into the thin air. My bestfriend and I looked at each other and shook our heads upon their giddiness. We even laughed to ourselves, seeing how one of them almost tripped on the table because of their clumsy nature. I reached out my hand to grab the green drink. “As usual, your favorite color,” Safey commented, rolling her eyes.

Dante’s whole frame didn't just shake—it grew. The mechanical shriek of his pneumatic shoulder joints turned into a deep, organic roar that vibrated through the granite floor until the server racks on either side of the aisle began to spit their silver drive-trays like teeth. The iron casting of his chest didn't break; it melted, the black metal running down his ribs like hot wax to reveal a new, thicker layer of dark, iridescent fur that didn't look like wolf skin at all. It looked like the skin of a deep-sea predator, smooth, ribless, and swallowing the red laser-sights of the enforcers until the dots disappeared into his hide without leaving a heat trace.

Her's was much thicker than Aegeus's, and Abe could feel the power of a hundred stars within her slender frame! "We both have," came the mechanical reply. Abe frowned when he heard Frederick's words. Unlike Selina, Frederick's change was not that obvious. His aura was still the same as before, and his armor hadn't undergone any drastic change. However, Abe knew that it would be unwise to underestimate the current Frederick. The reason for that was simple. As a Master Craftsman, Frederick had used the power he gained from the potion on an artefact. And the artefact he chose was...