Spider Man White Tiger の小説・ストーリー

From within the shadow, appeared five werewolves that possessed alpha-level strength, and they had turned into their wolf forms. "Kill them all. Leave the leader for me." Damien's orders were immediately carried out by the five alpha werewolf shadow troops. They began to tear the white tigers in front of them with their very sharp claws. Damien strode at his usual pace, approaching the white tiger which had not yet descended from its throne. "Grrrrrrrr~ ..." The white tiger growled as its gaze met Damien's. It seemed like it was a tiger's instinct. Or maybe not.

Taking on two Lords of War was proving to be a stretch too far. "Come at me!" Spitting out the blood that filled his mouth, White Tiger shouted defiantly, his heart set on a warrior's end. He had fought well. Any more he could take down was just a bonus. The clash resumed with a thunderous exchange. Despite falling two more times, White Tiger's strength faltered, and he was hurled into a cluster of sinister Blood Vines. The Blood Vines, enlivened by the scent of blood, writhed and reached for him.

Si Yihan looked at the girl with her hands and feet entangled him, and then, with a slight pause, stretched out a wide palm, patted the girl above her head, and her eyes squinted at the white tiger. The White Tiger received the warning from his master that the wild and tame animal pupil was full of scarlet light, still yelling low, watching Ye Wan Wan's eyes seem to be coming up next second to tear her apart. One man and one tiger faced off in this way for a long time, after a few minutes, white tiger finally under the cold eyes of the host unwilling to walk away. The white tiger could not be completely controlled even by the night cold, nor could it blame Ye Wan Wan for such fear in his pre

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

Instead, he cared more about that white tiger. Chu Xun recognized the black spider in Lu Dao's hand as a kind of spider named Dark Wizard Spider. This kind of spider was extremely poisonous and bloodthirsty. If it met blood, it would swallow it wildly until its body exploded. The power of the explosion was even stronger than that of an armor-piercing missile. Especially the venom the spider spat out, it could kill those who touched it. If Chu Xun had not set up the formation in time, countless innocent people would have died.

Philip smiled innocently. “Do you think I’ll believe you?” The white tiger mark appeared on Parkson's forehead. His two arms turned into white tiger arms as he clawed Philip. Philip had comprehended some laws of space, and he retreated in a translational movement. Although Parkson missed the first attack, his second attack quickly followed. Philip backed away, and he tensed up. Parkson's two moves seemed ordinary, but he used the deadliest attacks of the white tiger family. His transformed arms contained Tiger’s Carnage, and its terrifying power might be released at any time.

The myths, the legends just became a reality after the gruesome transformation. The ancient white wolf. White wolves were the first generation of Werewolves ever created by the Moon Goddess. Along with pure white fur, they had golden ancient runes on them and golden eyes. The moon goddess did not only give them a beautiful appearance, but she gifted them great power. The power that is coveted by all creatures of the realm. White wolves were gifted with the power of a thousand witches, healing blood, and the ability to control another individual with their minds. As it is known that werewolves are affected by silver, white wolves are immune to silver. White wolves were supreme to other supern

Why can't I make my body do what I want? I got this. I feel my panther ripping through, and my vision finally returns. A man is now scooting away from me, hand holding the giant gash in his face my panther had given him when he came out. His eye was hanging by a thread, and blood was soaking the black sweatshirt he was wearing. "Fuck!" He gargles as my panther tears into him, finishing him. I can see a cloth clutched in one of his hands. It smells like chemicals.

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He was handsome in every way June could have ever imagined and those black eyes of his, gazed at her thoughtfully and it was at this that June noticed she was still staring at the man that she looked away and pretended she was cleaning the bar her mind still wandering on the man. She felt like she had known him or she had seen him. “Mr. White! You came!” the woman, now revealed Clara exclaimed and June immediately knew where she knew him. Of course the best celebrity tycoon. Miles White. Flawless and spotless plus daringly handsome, more than the magazines had portrayed.