The Mountain Vs Viper Novels & Stories

“Mount Fort is a mountain brave. Meaning, he can turn into a living mountain.” “He is also one of the most wanted criminals on the continent,” Chief Perry said. “If we’re going to take Hammerhorn, we need to take him out first.” “Didn’t the Slumberjack’s champion a mountain brave as well?” Raja asked. All eyes fell on a muscular Asian with a grizzly look, sitting at the table on the right. “I can’t fully control my powers like Mount Fort,” Xin replied. “I’ve been in this world for nineteen years. Mount Fort has centuries of experience.”

Blood was still running down his legs, and his veins were almost bursting from the intense pain. He did not expect all it took was a look from Chase to stop all the men he had brought along. He nearly died as well. "Y-You're a peak martial arts legend? That can't be right. How can a martial arts legend be so powerful?" the muscled man stammered. "How dare a martial arts lord like here come here to your death?" Chase gave him a condescending glance before turning to return to the house to continue cultivating. … The next morning, Mountain was already waiting at the door of the Webers' villa. A Mercedes-Benz was parked at the side.

Hearing the commotion, Zephyr looked up, and he couldn't remove his gaze from me once he laid his eyes on me. I was wearing a tiger mask that covered half my face, so I wasn't worried that he'd realize who I was. In my reflection, I could see my tall, well-toned figure, with broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs, and I stood out even amongst all the models there. Zephyr's gaze was still attached to me, and when I glanced over at him, I saw that his expression was furrowed in concentration, as if he was contemplating something.

His presence was sharp, like a blade just before it sliced skin. “I’ve waited a long time for this moment,” the man said. “Alex Morano. Dominic Caruso. Together again. The legends of the underworld. But legends fall, don’t they?” “Who the hell are you?” Dominic demanded. The man smiled. “You can call me Viper.” A series of red dots lit up from the shadows—snipers, hidden in the upper scaffolding. Sophia whispered in Alex’s earpiece. “Four snipers. One on each beam. I can take out two.”

"The wolves were the hunters, the vampires were the lords, but the mountain... the mountain is the stomach. You gave it back its blood, Maya. You woke the appetite." A massive fissure opened between Hakan and me. It didn't lead to a pit of fire. It led to a void filled with thousands of tiny, clicking teeth. Hakan didn't scream as he slid into the dark. He smiled. He went into the mountain's gullet like a martyr going home.

He only nodded, and she had to wonder if it was more difficult for him to touch her than the others standing on the mountain. His skills didn’t work on the Vampires, but from what she could tell, none of them were affected by any cuts they might’ve gotten. They didn’t bleed, only lost puffs of ash and smoke when they were injured, and she saw little of that. Perhaps they were also thicker skinned than Hunters and Guardians.

Despite its size, it was fast, extremely fast. “What’s wrong with this beast?!” Samson’s men cried out, shaking at the knees. “It’s… it’s a tier three beast! A Mountain Crocodile!” An Agility fighter cried out with a look of worry plastered on his face. “Mountain Crocodiles are ferocious beasts! Even Agiles will have trouble with it! It’s big, it’s fast, it’s strong!”

“I can’t watch him die!” “Then fight smart!” Blade snapped. The leader sneered. “You really think you can outplay me? This is my game.” Viper emerged from the smoke, guns in both hands, calm as death. His voice was cold. “Wrong. It’s mine.” The leader stiffened. “Viper.” “You’ve got two choices,” Viper said, leveling his gun. “Drop him, or I'll drop you.” The leader laughed, pressing the gun harder against Cruz’s head. “You won’t risk it.”

Viktor mirrored her, gripping his weapon tightly as the transformation settled. The timer started. Four minutes. Wasting no time, both participants darted into the rugged mountainscape. Tanya moved with nimble precision, her years of training evident in the way she weaved between boulders and hopped over ridges. His stance was cautious, his eyes darting around as if searching for an opening.

It was time to leave it there. Viper came back with three plates overflowing with food and placed two in front of me before he sat down with his food. “ Viper, are you expecting more people?” I asked. “ No, why?” he asked like I asked the stupidest thing in the world. “ Because I can’t eat all of this.” I said point to the mountain of food. He brought chicken nuggets, three types of chicken wings, pigs-in -a- blanket, and a cheeseburger on one plate. The other had fruits, veggies, cheese and crackers. “ Just eat what you can. You are eating for two. Or possibly three. You need to keep up your strength. And we still have our wedding night.” he said. I know he was keeping it clean for the kids