Tower Of God Irregulars Novels & Stories

Massacres as they tore their victim's limb from limb for fun. They didn't want to live by the rules and if we forced them, then we would be seen as a threat too. We'd made these mountains our home for years now. I wasn't going to back down just because a bunch of bloodthirsty rogues didn't want to live civilly. "This is like the fifth one in just a month," Scott said. "They're becoming bolder than they were." "They want to challenge us. There's a reason they're doing this so close to the cabins. They want to challenge our power," I told him as I grabbed one of the shovels.

The problem is a part of units they are sending out— they are the Insignia Troopers. Insignia Troopers are one of the core units of the Regalia Empire. They are cold, heartless killing machines that kill regardless of age and gender. Since they were made with the alloying of adamantine and mithril, they are nearly impregnatable through physical attacks— bullets are basically useless. The only way to damage them is through specially enchanted weapons or powerful explosions. Thirdly, nations nearby Central Imperial Island had signs of preparations due to the missing King of Central Imperial Island. As for what they are preparing, we believed they were ready to launch an attack if the Regalia E

With over 50 packs spreading around 10 states it was an important job to keep everyone in peace and harmony. Gabriel was once a dutiful Beta of his pack. He adhered to all rules and listened to all commands. When he found his mate a lonely wolf that was also a rogue he was ordered to reject her and kill her. He broke for the first time and refused his orders and left his pack and became a rogue to protect his wonderful beautiful mate.

In the heart of the vast desert, two men clashed in hand-to-hand combat within an arena carved entirely from stone. The blazing sun bore down on them, conditions in which Adorus thrived, while Orion struggled. Yet he did not dare give up. Four days had passed since Adorus had begun his training, but Orion remained weak, worn down by the continuous backlash, showing little progress. The Sun God’s patience waned, his attacks growing fiercer as he swung his fiery cane with effortless precision, one hand mockingly folded behind his back.