My Disciples Are All Invincible Monsters Novels & Stories

And then, finally— He spoke. Low. Deep. Absolute. “As my submissive, the first thing you learn…is to lower your gaze, copper hair.”

“I wouldn't mince my words to trick you. To fake a smile would be an insult to you. I have already said it; she would be my wife, and I have her and everything under my control. Regarding her being too weak, it's not difficult to train her to adapt to our world; remember, I reached my current position because of your teachings and training.” Old master Gerald had never felt his grandson exude such an overbearing aura in his presence; he did not remember the last time he felt scared just because he made eye contact with someone. But his grandson's aura right now—he just couldn't explain it. ‘Was it his imagination?' he thought in confusion as he stared at Morgan, whose face was replaced by hi

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Seven disciples, drawn by the power of the dragon sword, were bowing down to Vic. The dragon sword was still in his hands as he unintentionally lifted it up to the Sky. Immediately, each of the disciples apart from Vic, felt something equipping on them and unexpectedly, weapons and equipments from nowhere, appeared on them. The two dragons that got into a fight with Vic some minutes ago, Alvin and Ham, both got a dragon kitana sword. Before Alvin and Ham followed Vic to the forest. During the time that Vic was training so hard in the forest, as he was killing beast. It happened that every one of these disciples had the same scroll ordering them all around. But it was all the seer's doing.

You don't have what it takes to fight me, but the slapping is revenge for the one you gave Vera, my darling. KK was surrounded by his own blood. To summon his disciples, he created a certain sound. Every one of the two thousand disciples. They heeded their master's command. When they found their master laying in his own blood on the floor, they helped him to his feet. All two thousand desciples had let go of their long swords as the master elevated his left hand. Are you coming to fight, hahaha? Your useless master should not be followed. He intends to put someone's wife to bed. which is an abomination on the sight of Divine.

Though the disciples had a decent level of attainment, they quickly succumbed to despair and crumbled under the tiger's attack. The rapid demise of their most powerful members shattered their fighting spirit. They turned and attempted to escape, but Severin did not give them a chance to flee. He pursued them swiftly and eliminated them all. "He's… he's so strong! Those disciples had such high attainment, yet he ended their lives so easily," remarked a female level eight saint from Rachel's group.

I can't imagine what would happen if I ate it. As they talked, the venomous insects crawled speedily. They were very near Chester and the others in the blink of an eye. "Sect Master!" A disciple shouted, "These venomous insects are too fast. They are going to catch up with us soon!" He was horrified because he could see the venomous insects were larger than the normal insects. It would only need a bit to kill a man. The other disciples had pale faces too. "Why are you panicking?" Dax looked arrogant as he stood in front of the disciples. "I'm going to smash them with my axe!"

The disciples were all afraid and didn’t dare to do it. The sect master was furious. “You dare to disobey a direct order? What are you afraid of? Can’t you see that that brat and his kid are fine down there? Go!” With a big wave of his hand, he grabbed a few dozen disciples through the void and threw them down one after another. Splash, splash! Immediately after half a dozen disciples fell into the water, mournful screams rang out. The highly potent poisonous water immediately melted seven or eight disciples. They yelled and struggled a few moments before their voices trailed off, and they sank slowly.

“How dare you insult Heaven’s Gate?! The disciples were stunned before returning to their senses. “Don’t you know that insulting Heaven’s Gate is a considerable crime?! “You people are dead! “You’ll pay for saying things like that! “Are you going to give up yourselves?! Or do you want us to handle it instead?!” The disciples pulled out their longswords with fierce expressions, ready to take action. “You people talk too much,” interjected Harvey, looking at the sight. Swoosh! Rachel Hardy pounced forward with her longsword in hand. Pfft! Along with the sound of a quiet slash, the disciples fell to the ground, paralyzed before they let out their last breath. Even if they were able to be saved,