Thomas Solo Leveling Novels & Stories

[Host: David Lidell [Balance: 9996999990000000 Star Dollars [Body: Sovereign Level 5 (You may upgrade one level using 1000 lavish points) [Mind: Sovereign Level 1 (You may upgrade using 1000 lavish points) [Combat: Eternal Realm mid-Sovereign Ranker [Combat Skills: Void Punch (Perfection), Air Crushing Slap (Perfection), Evil-Splitting Sword Technique (Perfection) [Skills: Ancient Traditional Medicine (Perfection) [Lavish Points: 920] If he wanted to get to partial Saint, he had to raise his Mind and Body to Sovereign level 10 at the same time.

Just how strong was he to utter such arrogant words? Displeased, Callan looked at Thomas and said, “Aren’t you being a little too overconfident in yourself? I didn’t refine the Spirit Turtle core, but I managed to gain some insights and increase my strength after recovering from my injuries.” “I know.” Thomas said nonchalantly, “I know you’re already on the Third Stair and will soon reach the fourth. Fighting against the three of you is just a conservative estimate. Once I reach my peak condition, I can kill you in a single move.”

She crossed both her legs and started cultivating. After 2 months on the ship, Soheila was already a Blue Rank Intermediate Level. She became a Grade 1 Intermediate Poison Master and a Grade 2 Advance Array Master. In those 2 months, Soheila would stop cultivating after a month and she would practice her Array formation skills and Poison Master skills for half a month. The six birds also had great improvement. Sirene was now a Grade 3 Novice Alchemist and A Grade 1 Poison Master. Maximo was a Grade 1 Advance Alchemist and A Grade 2 Intermediate Array Master. Ezekiel is a Grade 2 Advanced Music Master which is fast and a Grade 1 Intermediate Alchemist. Zachary was a Grade 2 Advanced Poison Ma

Remember what I said,' Sage told me as she receded to the back of my mind. "I thought you said you'd be late?" I turned around and saw Thomas standing at the edge of the pond. Thomas was only wearing a pair of denim shorts, and I couldn't help it; my eyes roamed his body, taking him all in, remembering every curve of his profound body. Thomas cleared his throat. "I had another slave cover for me," I told him. He arched his brow, "Is that allowed?" I shrugged, "It is if you wanted to see me," Thomas shook his head and took off his shorts again, leaving him in only his grey boxers that strained against his muscled thighs.

Willow has a bathroom next to her room, whereas the 3 other bedrooms on this floor have an ensuite each. I walk into the bathroom and start to run the shower. I open the bathroom window to stop the hot water steaming up the windows and mirror. I can see Willow walking back to the house with one of the young warriors, Jason, and our beta Thomas. Thomas is in his mid 20’s and took on the role last year after his father passed. He never got over losing Thomas’ mother, they were fated mates, and his father was never the same afterwards. A great loss to Dad I know, but Thomas has always been great and I have no concerns in him supporting me when I become Alpha. Thomas walks away towards the train

She was exhausted. "I'm coming up." Thomas thundered up the stairs with the bag in tow, shutting the bedroom door behind him. "There's my Munchkin. Be a good girl and stay on the bed while Mommy and Daddy kill some zombies, okay?" How could he still be so loveable in a moment like this? I couldn't help but grin. "Clip?" "Inside here." Thomas set the bag near me and fell to his knees, taking aim. He shot three times taking out three zombies in a row. Damn, he was good.

" Rolling my eyes, I don’t bother to respond to Thomas’ words. One day he too would find love, and maybe then his frozen heart would be cured. "I’m here now, so why don’t we go ahead and get moving?" "Whatever you command, alpha," Ace quipped, giving a salute. "We are at your beck and call." "Speak for yourself," Thomas hissed. "I don’t take any commands from anyone except myself." "Then are you planning on just staying here?" I asked, raising a brow. "And possibly miss out on all the fun that could be had?" "Fun?" Thomas repeated, giving me a ‘are you serious look?' "Are you saying hunting down creepy monsters that are dying to eat our flesh is fun?"

It wasn't much, but she still gained plenty of useful information. Shaking her head, she said, "I don't know about everyone else, but I have some information on the saints and junior chiefs of the Big Four Sects and Big Four Clans. The strongest would be Shar Solo, a saint of the Taran Sword Sect. It's only natural since he's a sword cultivator too." Caleb looked up at those words. "What rank is he?" "No idea," Tia replied, shrugging. "It's been years since I've met them, so I'd bet they're at least median Scion rank."

The true horror. The heart of the nightmare. The source of ten thousand years of suffering. Then Thomas smiled. Not because he was winning. Because it was finally ending. Then he remembered. Ava. Rowan. Cassian. Valen. Eryx. Every friend. Every sacrifice. Every step that had brought him here. Then he raised the sword. The silver blade shone brighter than the stars. Then Thomas roared. Then: "THIS ENDS NOW!" And struck. BOOOOOOOOOOM!

Valeria was going to congratulate him and he was going to earn all the money he needed to to start over. Thomas remembered again. ‘Don’t tell me what you have prepared, don’t ask me anything, I don’t want to know anything until the moment I see Gadriel is no longer in this world, okay?’ The screams of the little boy made him come back to his reality. “Thomas! Thomas! Thomas! I’m ready, I’m ready to learn how to ride!” Thomas turned around. “Hey, you! Are you ready?”