So Mun Uncanny Counter Novels & Stories

Option 1: Hide aura and blend into the background. Option 2: Create a clone that lasts 24 hours. Option 3: Run away yourself. Su Lan (in her mind):.... were all systems and artifacts all like this nowadays?

“You’re finally back,” the Shady Merchant sniffled and sneezed. “What took you so long?” Zen deadpanned at the NPC’s speech. Was this a default dialogue or one that was customised for him? His guild members were definitely faster. Did they receive the same speech? Wordlessly, Zen turned in the mushroom spores and received five low-grade antidotes in his inventory. They did not help to recover any health but could dispel any low-grade negative effects or minor curses.

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

Ryan asked and Connor scoffed. "I am off to my room." He said and Ryan snorted. "Sleep tight." He said through the mind link. Connor pulled off his shirt and slumped down on the bed. He covered his eyes with the back of his hands as he tried to pin point what was baffling him exactly. What was it? What was it? What was... That back? He does not know why he felt weird while informing the pack of their new Luna. It was as if he was doing to the wrong thing.

He laughed out cruelly. "It's no fun talking to a ghost" I replied nonchalantly even though I don't understand what is going. "Do you know that, the effects of the pills will disappear by 12 am and you guys would never be able to use it again" He chuckled. I didn't want to talk any nonsense and immediately moved my hand to a spell. "Hanara Munara.Show it's figure" I kept on repeating the word but he never showed up. "He is too strong!" Kyle Jones said but I wasn't in the mood to think about that right now.

That strengthened my confidence, and I doubled the shield power for both of us, and I could feel the sweat that was forming on my head due to the way I was pushing my power. Finally, a thought struck my mind. This being is pushing out power, and he or she might likely forget to put on a shield-like mine. I have learned more about necromancers from the processor, and I know how to counter them. She had explained to me that if the spell caster forgot to protect his/her body, there was a high possibility that the power might end up hurting him. With that, I raise my shield so high that I can feel the necromancer's power slamming into it. It was like hitting a sledgehammer against a metallic gat

he said dryly. “Great. Just peachy,” grumbled Venom. They found the back door which was covered with overgrown blossoming vines. Cory noticed a particularly peculiar looking bud. She leant in to inspect it more closely. Suddenly the bud opened with a squelching sound to reveal a swivelling eyeball. Cory shrieked, jumping away from the eye which had now begun to roll round and round in its plant socket. The back door burst open. “Get inside! Now!” Hissed chief Umber.