Scorpion Kill Sub Zero Novels & Stories

Quickly reaching Azulthaël and the scorpion, it drove its stinger down at him one last, its aim true, making Azulthaël have to grab a hold of it, stopping it an inch from his chest, straining against the sheer force the scorpion was able to produce with its size. Sliding around where the scorpion had Azulthaël trapped, Rex grabbed a hold of the stinger as well, surmising he would come up with a new plan once he freed Azulthaël, taking in a deep breath, Rex began to lift the stinger up, one inch at a time. He was about to have Azulthaël freed when the scorpion, in one last-ditch effort to win, flicked its gland upwards, striking Rex in the chest.

Monster: Stone Mount Poison Scorpion Level: 18 HP: 150/19850 Skills: Reckless Charge, Bite, Poison Spit, Stone Skin, Poison Stab As Mistaken Fox stared at the creature's health, cold sweat started to trickle down his forehead. He could see that this creature was just one hit away from death. He then turned to Kirou and Shadow Arachne, only to see them standing off to the side playing with their respective wire and spider silk. Mistaken Fox could only release a sigh before he approached the now bound and near-death poisonous scorpion.

" Oh, come on your highness. Why in a hurry? " He didn't respond, and she felt like she was talking to a rock. Stomping her foot, she unzips her sling bag. Taking out a bottle from it. " Here is your scent neutralizing one." Zander took the small glass bottle from her fingers to stare at the green liquid in it. Nodding. Content with it. He slid it into his pants. While Charlotte takes out another bottle with a red liquid in it. Biting her lip, she offers it to him. Looking deeply into his eyes.

But Shane’s scent was here, clear as day. Shane spotted the rebels clan out near the edge of the village, looking across the pack. Shane only had two helpers backing him up, and with an attack force of only three, it stood to reason that he would be trying to go straight for the jugular by taking out the alpha. Moments later, Scar located Shane and his goons, creeping along on four legs downwind of the rebels, slowly advancing on to their direction , their tails twitching in impending attack.

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

"Mom, let's just call the police. I'm scared." As I levitated in the air, I cast her a sideways glance. A few days ago, I received a message from Brenda telling me to meet her in the basement. As soon as I entered the basement, I felt something hard hit me at the back of my head. The pain overwhelmed me, and I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was my bloodied and mutilated body. My face and body were doused with strong acid and disfigured to the point of being unrecognizable.

Jonas’ POV: I’d never run so fast in my life. Lexie was limp in my arms, her head knocking gently against my shoulder with each step. Her skin was cold. Her lips were parted like she was still trying to breathe, but barely. She hadn’t stirred since she collapsed. “Hold on,” I whispered. “Just hold on, Lex.” Branches clawed at my clothes as I broke through the tree line. The rebel camp came into view. Fires burned low in the gathering dusk, casting long shadows across the tents and watchtowers.

Much subdued, Leo asked, “Can you help me purge the pheromone from my system, Scy?” “I don’t know. We can try, though I don’t know why you’d bother. The swamps aren’t exactly swarming with men who’ll notice.” “No, only one killer who’s hunted down charmers before,” she snapped. “And you’ll not go near him.” He straightened up. “It’s too dangerous.” Leo’s expression remained mutinous. “Don’t press me, woman.” A hint of Haunt fire made his blue eyes glow. “Not over this.”

But the rage in his body never softened. He turned around and looked at Scorpion. Then came the order. Low. Icy. Final. “Kill them all.”

“Save Sir Quad!” At the same time, Scorpion turned around and took out a dagger. He licked the blade and walked toward Tyr with a sinister expression. Immediately, Scorpion swung his blade nine times at Tyr, all in a single second. The sheer speed at how quickly Scorpion’s attacks was unbelievable. Tyr was even faster, though, as he dodged the nine blows. Before he could swing the tenth blow, Tyr had already caught his wrist. Scorpion let out a beast-like roar, struggling to escape Tyr’s grasp. Yet, it was all in vain.