Monkey King Graphic Novel Novels & Stories

In a daze, he said, "This young man is a monster, isn't he?" "Henry really won?" Anna asked. Albus nodded. With his strength, he could still easily judge their injuries. At least Henry looked to be in a better condition. Jensen's eyes were full of brilliance and admiration. Henry was indeed brilliant. His strength could destroy the world. He would die in one move if he were to battle Henry. Wyatt was stunned, too. That was Cobalt Dragon, a rare talent who could kill two Grandmasters with one sword move when he was younger.

Lady Monica hurryingly added, "One of them mentioned something interesting though," "And what is it?" Alec crossed his arms. Lady Monica looked around and whispered, "They had a mark on their forearm. Something that looks like a large bird, perhaps an eagle," Alec frowned and rubbed his chin. Kenneth had no mark on his body—besides his scars. "Have you ever seen such a mark on the king?" Lady Monica asked, and Alec's cheeks burned as her question might also mean if he ever saw his naked body. Alec cleared his throat in embarrassment and mumbled no.

He landed between Dominic and the masked man, his combat knife glinting in the moonlight. "You're late, brother," Killian spat, his gaze flickering to me for a split second—a look of such intense, terrifying longing it made me shiver. "I told you... I’m the one who collects the debt." Three monsters. One room. And I was the only thing standing between them and the secret that could topple the world. I reached for the laptop, but the masked man kicked it across the floor. "Enough!" the masked man shouted, ripping off his mask.