Underground King Tokyo Ghoul Novelas e Histórias

Because the underground facility was becoming a tomb. Ava slowly stepped backward toward the survivors gathered near the old hospital beds. Immediately— Both creatures moved. L-001 took one heavy step forward. The Hollow King mirrored him instantly. Their attention sharpened dangerously. “She stays,” L-001 growled. Ava’s pulse hammered painfully. “No.” The Hollow King’s pale eyes settled on her softly. “You’re safe here.” Safe. The word nearly made her laugh. There was nothing safe about this place. Nothing safe about children locked underground until they forgot sunlight.

But how naïve he was to suppose that some little girl, almost a teenager, could break a spell that he hadn’t been able to break for seven hundred years! Nonsense. Ulfricus Iris, may he have constant hiccups in the afterlife, did a great job. Moreover, those who had then sealed up the Undead King in his grave, didn’t fail either. They buried him so deep that it was impossible to find the gravestone with its inscription.

The family whom I hunted to the last member of their clan, even to their unborn child. Debris and wrecks, I made my way through them until I reached the only remaining door. The cellar. I jumped down the two-story spiral staircase buried underground; crimson lights illuminated the hallways, hunted by the souls I put to rest beyond their time. Feral souls were buried here, and Tauri will become one of them. He will be forgotten and I will have one less enemy after this night. Henry was leaning against the wall of the hallway, covered in moss, a witness to the true identity of the king they were waiting to sit on the throne.

It only drives the chill of near-death from my bones. I look up and gasp, my panic renewed. Above me, the pit is a jagged hole rapidly closing in the ceiling. Below, I’m held in the massive, terrifying embrace of Luca's King form. He is unrecognizable. His head nearly grazes the newly formed ceiling of the underground chamber. The cracks in his skin glow with a bright, sulfurous yellow light, illuminating the darkness. "You will not fall," he says, his yellow eyes blazing. "You will not die. Not here. Not ever.",

Albert noticed and was about to say something, but I waved him off. “No need.” Albert nodded and personally gestured for me to walk ahead. That alone shocked everyone. Don Albert—the King of the Underworld, a respected martial artist—was showing someone the way. Eyes widened. Whispers started. I noticed their expressions and simply smiled. We walked deeper into the den until we reached a heavily guarded section. Five armed men stood outside a narrow hallway. The moment they saw Albert, they stepped aside instantly. We entered the hallway and stopped before a reinforced door.

A black Rolls-Royce car was stopped in front of a mysterious building which was located in the middle of forest. That building was sorrunded by many bodygaurd who were in black suit. . The car stopped in front of the building ,one bodygaurd came to open the cars door.A man wearing fine brown suit came outside of the car . All the bodygaurd bowed their head infront of the man.The man was non other than Alexander knight.He is the king of underworld.Many people say that it is just a rumor that he is the king of underworld.But few people know that he is really the king of underworld.The building infront of him is his underworld base.

This fucker just smirked and tilted his head in the direction to Sitan, who is now by the way talking to someone over the phone. "What do you expect from the Underground City's king? Someone called him earlier while we were fighting, and I'm not sure what they were talking about, but his aura changed and he had a fit." He said this while finishing his cigarette and toss it’s butt somewhere outside the battle ground, before lighting another one. Tsk. What a chain smoker. Yeah, you heard it correctly. Sitan is the Asian King of Underground city, and the gang we fought earlier was from the United States. They claimed to be the best in America. Those jerks were also vying for Sitan's throne.

The man's huge body slammed in the ground with a loud thud. "WOOOH." "QUEEN FROST." "QUEEN FROST!" Deafening shouts of the crowd bombarded inside the arena. The crowds went crazy as the huge man lost its consciousness. "Wow! The crowd's getting wild. That was a good yet not-so-brutal fight, do you agree?" The Announcer said. "YES." "Frost indeed is the Queen of the Underground Arena. Black Reaper vs. Queen of the Underground Arena, Frost. The winner of this fight is none other than, FROST."

I should not carelessly blow off steam on someone. ‘Guill, training is almost over, right? Do you mind if we go and meet the king now?’ ‘Of course not.’ Says Guill. ‘Alex can lead the both of you to the underground entrance of the king’s chambers.’ ‘There’s another entrance to the King’s chambers? And it’s underwater?’ ‘How else should the king leave? He does not have the blood of the new generations who can walk on the surface.’ Touche I guess. Guill turned his back from me as he made a gesture that immediately caught Alex’s attention. He stopped chasing Byron as he swam towards us. ‘Make sure to escort the demigods to King Grukren’s chambers.’

" Only then did Zoey gradually calm down. That was true. Only someone connected to the Goldman family trust had the authority to sell the old mansion. This had to be one of my schemes. She let out a long breath, her chest rising and falling unevenly. But no matter how she tried to rationalize it, the image of me kneeling in front of the old mansion with hopeless, deadened eyes refused to leave her mind. Unable to sit still any longer, she strode out the door and sped toward the underground boxing arena. "Where's Henry? Tell him to get out here immediately." The manager looked confused. "He was already fired. After your last order, he hasn't been back to the arena for a long time." In an inst