Mortal Kombat X Guest Characters Novels & Stories

* XK Jc - " Enemy is missing on mid. Be careful, Top or Bottom. The jungle is also nowhere to be seen." XK Ashe - "We know." XK Yang - "Fall back." XK Drunk - "I'm coming! I'm coming!" XK clap1x - "I already used my teleport earlier. I can't back you guys up! D*mn I miss a lot of minions!" Enemy Double Kill. Enemy Triple Kill. Victory! Jc took off his headphone first and said. "Wow! Do you guys play like this? Do you know that i want to sing 'Speechless' by the blue genie right now? I don't know what to say."

Chapter 24: The Butcher of Life Nine ​The rain didn't just fall on Julian; it seemed to avoid him, parting around his frame as if afraid to touch the darkness radiating from his skin. The "Cleanup Team"—six men in tactical grey ceramic armor, wielding high-frequency pulse rifles—halted ten yards from the wreckage. They were professionals, trained to bag supernatural anomalies, but they weren't prepared for the ancient pressure now flattening the grass around the car. ​"Target identified," the lead mercenary barked into his comms. "Dr. Valerius is non-compliant. Engaging with stasis rounds."

Erick was dead, and Brock was next! The two major families' heads died less than half a minute apart. They died without a chance to retaliate, like ordinary and uninteresting beings! "Alexander..." The remaining five family heads looked at the calm Alexander, and an absurd idea suddenly occurred to them. They believed Alexander was neither human nor a martial artist. He must be a demon from hell, wielding the scythe of death! "Two of the seven family heads are gone." Alexander returned their death stare as if he were looking at a swarm of insignificant ants. He slowly shook his head. "Six supreme grand martial, 24 apex grandmasters, and one half-step Martial Overlord from the Xanthos family.

REMNANTS OF HISTORY. Lira positioned herself at the front, gazing at the unfamiliar foe who had just appeared from the darkness. The battlefield was strangely quiet, the peace before the chaos. The defenders, who were still trying to recover from the previous fight, gathered around Lira and Marcus in a protective circle. "What is your identity?" Lira insisted firmly, maintaining a steady voice despite the tension. "Why did you come here?" The man with a hood grinned, his eyes shining abnormally. "My voice cold and commanding," he responded, "I am the true master of the shadows." The Guardian was simply a tool. My name is Xander, and I have arrived to take back what belongs to me.

Abbell's body burst apart, a gruesome mist of blood hanging where he once stood. "Young Master Howard!" Xander knew without looking that Howard had made his entrance. In Mendorra, only a warrior of martial god level could obliterate a top-tier martial general with a single strike. In these parts, only Howard, Yoel, and the Judge wielded that kind of power. "You good?" Howard's voice was aloof and detached. "I'm alive, thanks to you, Young Master Howard. I owe you big time!" Xander bowed deeply, his heart still racing from his near-death experience.

There are still quite a few faces to observe. "Commander Burk will be fighting a Mangog...Captian Nole will be fighting a Latroot...Lieutenant Modok will be fighting a Bunte...Commander Garlof will be fighting a Zobilo...Captian Cull will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says, and I stiffen involuntarily. Krystal grabs my hand like she did when Cull was fighting, and I give her a thankful grin. Just because the fights should be easier doesn't mean the beasts aren't dangerous.

Lucian of Ashville. Gregor of Silverclaw. Damian of Nightshade. Maverick of Rainville. Drystan of Ironclaw. And the others: Varek of Blood Moon, Alaric of Thornspike, Soren of Wildheart, Edric of Stormfang. Every one of them was present. Xander and I entered together, followed by Kael, Vanessa, Kaida, and Rowan — who looked like he’d aged ten years overnight. “Alpha King,” Alpha Varek began, his voice clipped, “is it true?”

He immediately charged into the hall. The dozen or so guards swiftly moved forward to stop him. Xiao Chen chided them coldly, "Move if you don't want to die!" He flicked his sleeves and sent the guards flying as if there was a strong gust of wind. Right then, two silhouettes flew out of the hall. They were Traceless for Ten Miles' Eighth and Ninth Brother, Eight Scarcities Ghost and Nine-patterned Dragon. With two loud noises, they struck Xiao Chen with their palms.

Now, there were withered bones next to them, which belonged to a Celestial Realm demonic beast. As for Xenon, who was a top contender for the championship, it was child's play for him to land the kill without sustaining any injuries.

Dane or Genelia were nowhere to be found. “You have got to be kidding me,” Xander muttered, eyes scanning the crowd. “They really brought in Lunaria to fight with Asher?” My hands trembled as claws emerged. "It’s not just them," I said, gritting my teeth. "Rogues. Lots of them." "Why?" Xander was confused. "Maybe he knows He wasn't expecting Asher, but me..." I whispered, clenching my fists "Shit!" Xander groaned as we charged towards them.