Novel & Cerita Ultraman Tyrant

My nose wrinkled as a whiff of an unpleasant smell flooded my nostrils. Fuck, I smell like a decaying corpse. In seconds, Lurien and three guards came into view and panic crept in. Fear crawled under my skin sending chills down my spine and I wish it wasn't so. I knew it was time. Time to be tossed into the Red Moon Forest and be forgotten for good. No one would miss me except my younger brother, Zayan who was away—a small part of me thinks Lurien had intentionally sent Zayan off on a business trip so there'd be nothing standing in the way of his plans.

Bruce and Regina proceeded forward in the attack on Alan while, Tony still laid on the floor trying to recover himself. Alan seeing that they were coming in full force and were not ready to back down, instantly brought out the beast in him to the playground. His eyes turned golden and his fangs being four in number – two for the deadly venom stored in him and the other two for blood sucking. Bruce seeing this also in turn brought out his beast to the playground, his eyes turned blood red and his fangs being two in number came out.

Tyrone had gone mad after his repeated losses. At this moment, the only thing he wanted to do now was to kill Chase so he could regain his face. “Dragon Thunder Slap!” Tyrone growled and then transported all of his energy to his right palm. Immediately, a blue light appeared in his palm, making it look like he was holding thunder. It seemed that he was attacking Chase with just one slap, but in reality, he had already slapped Chase more than ten times in the blink of an eye. His attacks were all aggressive and as fast as lightning, like thunder and wind in a tumult.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

"As long as the evil soul tied with the destiny of the Tyrant Hybrid is alive, and closer to him, the world would be destroyed into pieces!! The evil soul must be eliminated first before the Tyrant Hybrid can be killed!" Those were the words that the seer uttered loudly...

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“What did you say?” Breena instantly unleashed her body technique and rushed toward the forbidden area. As a result, when she rushed halfway through, she discovered a roar coming again from that enormous mountain in the forbidden area, and the entire mountain was leveled. A ten meters tall huge monster then flew out of the exploded mountain. As soon as it came out, it howled to the sky, “Roar—! I, Tyrant King, am here again!” Immediately afterward, it swung the large weapon in its hand, creating a swathe of murderous light.

The gravity around him increased, so Wilbur stumbled even harder. Rex's hammers could control gravity, and their power was not to be underestimated. Wilbur suddenly felt like the battle was quite a challenge. He almost got hit a few times. Infuriated, he instantly activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. A lot of runes appeared on his skin. All his powers were channeled into the thunder cleaver. Wilbur barely regained balance with the powerful force. "Tyrant of No Other: Infernal Thunder Dragon."

The owl was gone. I walked towards the window and looked at the kingdom below. It was peaceful. Too peaceful. How could people laugh beneath the rule of a tyrant. Were they blind? Or was I? Nothing made sense. “It doesn’t matter,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll kill him anyways.” As if it was as easy as I said it. He was stronger. Smart. Always three steps ahead. If I wanted to defeat him, I had to go down to his pathetic level.