Novel & Cerita Omni-man X Invincible

"She provides the medicine. If it costs her child, then that is their failure to ensure her safety, not a breach of her word." The rogues exchanged glances. My silent companion, a man whose motives I still didn’t fully grasp, had just given me an unexpected protective shield. His words, though chilling in their casual reference to my potential loss, were exactly what I needed. They suggested a larger context, a bigger game, that these rogues weren’t privy to. "He's right," the first rogue conceded, though his eyes still burned with suspicion. "Alright, Omega, you first. Drink."

"I say so because we all are testifiers to my next claim" He again pause. He gulp down his every saliva. My fingers nervously tap and beat the cracked lengthy bronze table. "We all can testify these are no mere rouge omegas". "They're way past and more powerful compared toms normal omega". "They're enhanced" His clustered palm which forecefully releases demonstrates. "Their strength surpasses a beta". "Same with their speed". "Their general abilities surpasses a beta". "Mere rouge's without an alpha are more powerful than an alpha".

They may treat omega's better here, but that didn't mean they were good. So when the woman continued to reach for me despite my warnings, I snapped at her. She yelped yanking her hand back as I continued to snarl at her. The three exchanged glances, and I could tell they were mind linking one another. I stopped growling as I watched, unable to help myself from focusing on the beautiful man. I believe the Alpha had called him Calvary. A strange name, I've never hear before. Still it sounded good.

I couldn’t help but delve into their discussion. “Will sacrificing my life save Xander?” I asked and the man faced me. “Not only Xander but the entire earth.” My throat knotted and my heart constricted at his words. I’m the solution to Xander’s problem? “You are the descendant of the moon goddess, and only a descendant can save Xander and destroy the beast,” he said, and my jaws dropped. I shook my head, trying to comprehend everything he was saying. “But I am an Omega; I have nothing to do with being a descendant,” I replied, and a smile crept on their face.

“Hold your horses. Remember our objective okay? Just as many as you can. If anyone strong comes along, you bail. Got it?” “Yeah, yeah. Got it! Now let me go please~” Crymillia made a cute face to convince her older brother. Bilgrae sighed and let her go. “Yeay!” And Crymillia immediately flew away fast. “What a troublesome sister.” Bilgrae also began to move. Unlike Crymillia, he was incapable of flight. So he could only run to his destination. ….. Omni Capital. With Oran’s, the mossy green giant ape, help, the Omni Army was able to push back the enemy. Oran was taking down the giant snakes one after another while the army finished off the other monsters.

Kieran Samson told me Guardians were strong, but this woman has my entire pack on their knees. No, not my entire pack. Not one omega is on their knees. And when she turned that anger on me, I felt the same need to drop to my knees. It was only Samson’s strength that kept us on our feet. ‘She’s magnificent,’ Samson purrs in my head. ‘Why are the omegas immune to her aura?’ ‘They aren’t. She’s ...’ he tilts his head in my mind. ‘She’s directing it around them.’

I crushed the sandwich in my hands. "Our princess looks terrible but cute when she's angry. Who made you mad, grumpy cutie?" Allan McCain whispered. He is the forward of the basketball team and a Beta. Though I still can't join their little gang since I haven't shifted yet. Two more years till I'll be able to let out my Omega. Many changes happened when I started to avoid those two including this. Having new friends and having a new arch-nemesis. 'Damn Lucius!'

My healing backfires; sealing the wound with her fingers which gives her more grip as she lifts me up and tosses me against the arena walls. Leaving a chunk of my stomach in her hand. I pump as much energy as I can to my stomach, sealing it before I've lost too much blood but by now that shouldn't really be a concern. I've already lost too much blood. I'm getting dizzy. “How are you not dead yet?” She roars, “why do you always heal? What sort of freak are you?” “I'm a beta, you're an Omega, you're not supposed to even heal from that. You're nothing Amelia!”

"Kneel." To my horror, Julian’s legs buckled. His face twisted in shock as his knees slammed into the dirt. The detonator fell from his hand, rolling toward the edge of the river. But as I moved to grab it, a second figure stepped out from the shadows behind Julian. A woman with a scarred face and a Council badge. "The Omega is a Sovereign," Commander Vane whispered, raising her rifle. "Change of plans. Kill them both. We can harvest the womb from the corpse."

I could feel its pull, a subtle tug at my instincts, at my pack’s bond, at my own will. Bryan and Dorian lunged simultaneously. Bryan tackled the black-eyed man, knocking the device from his hand, while Dorian used his momentum to pin the man against the wall. I could feel my strength doubling, fueled by the presence of the pack, my mother’s safety, and my growing understanding of what it meant to be Omega.