Scorpion Fable Novels & Stories

She ended as X-Rank. The Poisonous Scarab was evolved into a Golden Sands Poisonous Scarab, gaining the size of a truck and a golden exoskeleton, deadly poisonous jaws, and a powerful defense, it was an S-Rank monster. The Giant Desert Scorpion evolved into a Giant Golden Dunes Scorpion King, being at SS-Rank. Its appearance became similar to the Scarab, gaining a giant size and golden exoskeleton, its stinger was a deadly weapon and not only because it carried venom but because it could easily impale an Orc and kill it instantly.

I literally almost lost it when one of them began to touch my exposed laps under the table while the meeting was going on, and in rage, I had grabbed his hand and literally broke a bone of one of his fingers. His sudden scream while the meeting was going on took everyone by surprise, but I was fast enough to mask my face with an innocent look. I had turned with the same innocent look on my face, as though inquiring to know what was going on, and I knew he wouldn’t be free enough to tell them what actually happened, and hence my revenge. Are you ok Mister Roberts? Vincent inquired coldly, and I slowly bit back the laughter that was threatening to come out from my lips.

She asked, suddenly changing into a strange topic. “No.” I shook my head, only realizing in the next moment that she couldn’t possible see it. “I haven’t.” “I’ll tell you.” She said quietly. “It goes like this. The scorpion was on his way back from a relative’s burial when he got to a river and realized that the log of wood he’d used in crossing previously, had been washed away by the rushing tide of the river. He stood in place, hopeless for several hours with no way to cross, before a frog finally passed by.

As the sun reached its zenith, the wind suddenly shifted. A low whistle echoed across the desert. Then another. The sand beneath our feet began to stir. "Everyone back!" Orion shouted. The ground erupted. A massive creature burst from beneath the dunes. It resembled a scorpion, but its body was forged from molten stone. Rivers of lava flowed through cracks in its enormous shell, and its blazing tail crackled with fire. Its glowing eyes fixed upon us. "The Infernal Scorpion," Aurel whispered. "It was created to guard the Flame Temple."

(Alexander The God of Absolute dark powers Pov) As we started to walk forward. You could hear the echo of our feet. I did a spell to silence it because I refused to have everyone die because of our loud shoes. As we rounded the corner my heart dropped. There were thousands of Tiny scorpions. "They can kill everyone but Alex. They are magical scorpions. Death is instant and fire angers them." Zavier stated causing everyone to groan.

she said " No, I want to see my dad please," I said while crying Before she could reply, an older man ran into the room and asked her what was going on. Using that distraction as an opportunity, I removed the needle which was connected to my left hand but unfortunately for me, before I could stand up, they noticed and ran toward me, trying to stop me. while struggling with them, I felt a sting on my left lap before I slip into unconsciousness. Beep Beep

The scorpion soldiers moved closer to them and they started fighting. Robert mallow faced the scorpion king holding a Lance seated on a horse, he spurred his horse and directed it to where the scorpion king was. The scorpion king was seated on his scorpion with fourteen legs. About to get to the scorpion king, Robert mallow stood on his horse and lifted his Lance, the scorpion is ten times taller than him, he jumped from his horse and drilled the Lance into the scorpion leg but the Lance snapped into two. The scorpion king jumped down from his scorpion and directed it to where Robert mallow was.

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.

Hence, Diana dared not to disturb the flow of magic from her new Heart Blood to the Scepter of Fate. Diana felt the looming sharp pincers around her. She gritted her teeth, eyes fixated on the shrinking pebble. At the moment, she was ready to shed blood—Diana was that desperate. Bang! Through her peripheral vision, Diana’s eyes flickered when she saw a shadow of a huge red-furred wolf fighting against the largest giant scorpion. The other scorpions were fighting wolves, drawing the former’s attention from Diana as they were forced to back away.

Noticing my gaze, Leon cleared his throat. "Is it nice?" "Yeah, it's nice." He smiled to himself, and his eyes burned. "Then keep looking." I blushed, wanting to turn away, but he raised an eyebrow and leaned in close before whispering, "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?" My heart raced like a drum, but I tried to stay calm. "Not really. I'm more afraid you won't be able to control yourself." "Is that so?" Leon looked at me with renewed interest.