Renegade Immortal Manga Novels & Stories

"Can you choose your words more wisely? The league has Rogue Immortals on their side! Rogue Immortals! One Rogue Immortal is capable of killing ten Grand Completion Realm cultivators!" Naturally, Xiao Chen understood just how strong an independent Immortal was. Once a person reached the Grand Completion Realm, he would be able to endure heavenly punishment and gain mystical powers. Those who succeeded in this process was called True Immortals and would fly to the Heaven Realm, never to interfere with human affairs again. Those who failed in this process was called Rogue Immortals and would stay in the Human World. Of course, a third possibility existed: having one's soul and body destroyed d

As I hesitated, I realized I was forgetting something important. Every Renegade member lived by a code of honor. The biggest thing the leader of the Renegades has stressed since going public with the Renegades was their motto: Leave no man behind. As I let that realization settle over me, I felt my wolf also resign himself to helping save the two men.

Good thing I wasn't wearing tight pants or it would stick to my butt like adhesive tape. "Who is Allan to you?" a girl asked me. She was stout and a little bit chubby but not as big as Mandy. She's kinda cute actually. Her black hair was tied into a pigtail and she has icy blue eyes. She reminds me of Lucius somehow. Well, they look similar. "Oh, and who might you be? Are you his girlfriend?" I smiled as I return the question. "Nope. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself. I'm Winrey Kingdred. Twelve years old and an Omega just like you. Are you my brother's mate?" she asked so loud that I instinctively covered her mouth.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

I speed up my pace and the aura becomes stronger,when suddenly a scream breaks through the forest to be only followed by silence. The rogue is dead. Just a mile more...come on! I feel my wolves surrounding the area and I growl to give them my command. Come on! I was just meters away when suddenly the aura changes. The stink of the dead rogue,the only thing I could smell. What the hell? I reach the spot to find a dead body on the ground. Blood flowing from his neck ,where a deep claw mark remains. The Rebel style as they say. I look around and my wolves surround.

“When our dear mother was expecting Imara, a clairvoyant stopped her on the street. Not looking for money or anything, mind you. The mood just struck her; I suppose. She went on to tell my mother that Imara would live a tortured life and would never live to see her 3oth birthday. Of course, there were some other things she said concerning my folks that , unfortunately, they didn’t take heed to. The crime of it all for Imara and I is that everything the clairvoyant told my mother has come to pass. Everything. We’ve been running all over God’s creation trying to keep the inevitable from happening until we can find someone to get us to the Realm where she’ll be safe.” As he clenched his teeth,

The sound of his shift was thunder in the small space. I pressed myself against the back wall of the cave, and my legs gave out. The stone bit into my back. The heat still pulsed through me, a sick rhythm that made everything blur at the edges, and I watched the fight like it was happening underwater. Bastian's wolf was a monster. Black fur, one ear torn, shoulders thick as boulders. He caught the first rogue by the throat and threw it against the cave wall hard enough that I heard bones crack. But the second rogue was already on his flank, and the third circled toward the fire, toward me.

I whisper, reading the caption underneath. A history book, not a very new one judging from the yellow, worn-out pages. I grab a chair, sitting next to the fire, abandoning my quest for a bath. "Following the ancient war between wolves and humans, there arose the strongest immortal warrior from the ashes of destruction, forming a secret territory - the Lycan king's secret kingdom." Immortal... I stare down at my bandaged hand. What could an immortal king possibly need me for? The door pushes open. I snap the book shut, looking up as a man walked in, dressed in a white robe, carrying a first aid box in one hand, and a suitcase in the other.

"You're Jason Leigh, right? Human resources informed me that you're only a high school graduate. Do you really understand all this?" "I used to be a mercenary," I corrected him in a calm but clear voice. Tony was taken aback, but he quickly laughed out loud. His laugh was so loud that it echoed throughout the workshop. The people standing next to him laughed along. "What's a mercenary doing here as a stockkeeper? Who would believe you, Leigh?"

Martha sat on the chair and helped herself with a wine. - No problems. We got most of them sleeping. Patrols on the border were taken in less than fifteen minutes. The Jade Pack doesn't exist anymore. - Great job. Let girls have some rest and pick another pack. Martha nodded and left the room. Megan chuckled and mumbled: - Warriors one- Golden Girls, zero.