My Disciples Are All Invincible Monsters Novels & Stories

All the things that she remembered also added up so far, bringing us right here. Monica has given me no reason to doubt her, but something feels off. The Disciple felt… larger than life. I’ve only ever heard of him, but hearing the things he’s done is enough to make me conclude that he’s not someone who would just die this way. From keeping a young girl like a pet to keeping a Royal Healer to commanding people to poison someone… it’s a lot. And the hanging corpse in front of me just doesn’t seem to reflect that.

Their plan was to drown me in sheer numbers… and it was working. As I fought relentlessly, the hairs at the back of my neck lifted. A prickling sensation—almost electric even—kissed my skin. A golden light exploded behind me, warm and fierce. It washed over my body, but the burning sensation I was waiting for never came. Instead, it filled my veins with molten fire, and my strength tripled in an instant. The disciples weren’t so lucky. They shrieked, clutching their heads, their bodies staggering as if drunk. Their shadows dissolved, and their chants broke into coughs and screams.

After finishing his words, Master of the Thunder God Organization shouted indifferently, "Kill them!" ... As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen disciples of the Thunder God Organization rushed toward Lucas. Looking at the dozen or so Thunder God Organization's disciples rushing over, Lucas couldn't help shaking his head secretly. He wondered why they just didn't understand his words. The dozen or so disciples of the Thunder God Organization arrived in front of Lucas in an instant. "Bang..." Just as the dozen or so disciples were about to attack Lucas, they were all sent flying. There was no chance for them to survive.

The high-tier disciple did not even have time to let out a scream before his body collapsed limply to the ground, all life fading from his eyes. The entire process was clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, as if he had merely crushed three ants. The cyan-robed disciples who had still been hesitating and watching were so frightened by this scene that their souls nearly shattered. How could they dare to stay even a moment longer? No one knew who shouted "Run!" first, but the remaining dozens of disciples fled like startled birds, scrambling toward the depths of the forest. They were utterly disheveled, not even daring to pick up the magical weapons that had fallen to the ground

“Listen, Nya, do you want to see what’s become of the so-called sacrifices or not?” An image of Gavin’s smiling face came to mind, one from before the Dragon Moon where he was claimed by this monster. She narrowed her eyes at him. Nya Gould wasn’t easily frightened. While it crossed her mind she might be crossing into a lair filled with angry, hungry dragons, something about Slate’s mannerisms made her trust him. Of course, that could just be how he tricked his prey into becoming his dinner.

Again the room erupted, but this time with disapproval. "Do not be dismayed," he instructed them and again gained their attention, "his highness has also granted me for my personal protection and the protection of my bride," here he smiled down at Sylvia, "my full regiment if they are of the disposition, and Captain Emmett has requested to join forces with us. All of you know that the assassin known as Retribution has long pursued me. This pursuit continues still. What you do not know is that I have hired Revenge, her mentor, to train any of us that are willing as well as Sylvia and Mora if they will agree to it to fend off this deadly enemy."

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

Lucia walks beside Clarisse and see’s the name of the group on the dagger. Zane was intrigued, and grabbed one of the daggers on the floor, “Is this group a threat? I’m sure it’s not if they couldn’t kill us.” Clarisse puts all the daggers on the back of their carriage. Zane was confused and followed her. She turns around. “This group is no normal group of people, they are a myth. Apparently, they are real from what we see.” “What do you suggest we do? If they get in my way, I for sure will kill them if they ambush me again,” Zane menacingly proclaimed.

I asked Vivian, looking at her for confirmation. She gave me a sad smile but didn't reply. Oh. Well, "I'm not going anywhere." I said when she didn't reply. I had Kraegos? Only powerful witches could do that and I wasn't powerful, was I? "Of course, you aren't, baby girl," Vivian replied and gave Alix a subtle nod. He began to step back with his pack, I followed suit so that he wouldn't step on my toes. The uniformed warriors were fighting off both the mist monsters and the scorpion-wolves. They seemed to be having a hard time bringing down the huge monsters.

gestured the adolescent to Charade and along these lines turning his look to Lorist. "My dear Instructor Locke, I, your previous understudy, has come to offer my appreciation to you. I'm everlastingly appreciative for the direction you have given during these beyond couple of years. I heard that you've been not able to advance in your Battle Force preparing. That is unquestionably really awful. Lately, I've figured out how to get through to the Three Star Silver position and I have chosen to get back to the foundation to offer my a debt of gratitude is in order for your illustrations and exhortation. Shockingly, I've heard that you will be tolerating duels from Silver positioned understudies