Christopher Martin
Stories
7
Chapters
2,157
Words
806.3 K
Comments
0
Reading
2 d, 19 h
-
Ray was annoyed. He had waited a long time, watching the Jubokko die slowly. One of his subordinates was an apothecary. She had created a violent poison from the venom they had recovered from the enormous spider's corpse. Thanks to this, the gigantic tree was finally dead. In the space of a few minutes, all the tree's vitality had evaporated, and the enormous trunk had cracked before breaking. The impact against the ground had created a mini earthquake. The System had rewarded them, but Ray's mind was…
-
Blueberry advanced with difficulty. Following his trail, a group of humans were stalking him. The liters of blood he was losing weren't helping him outrun his adversaries. He had tried to confront them, but despite his physical superiority, his enemies were professionals. Their teamwork was impeccable. They must have known each other for a long time, for they had started communicating in signs when they realized that Blueberry understood their language. So, he was forced to flee, using his skills to widen…
-
Priam closed the door to Bechar's office. The rest of their conversation had given the changeling ideas. Priam could do it every day of the week with The more he thought about it, the more Priam was convinced that the System wasn't against a user trying to take advantage of the rules. It was almost encouraged. The Tribulations were both a trial and a reward. Descending the steps to leave the Colosseum, Priam abruptly stopped. On the second floor, Mercury was waiting. The merchant looked up at Priam…
-
Bechar crossed his arms, obviously annoyed by Priam's arrogant smile. "Not bad, but the year's not over. Seeing an outsider take first place will set the competition alight." "Hum," Priam harrumphed. "They've seen nothing yet. I have more Tribulations coming up, a good opportunity to finish first of the decade, right?" "You should aim for the century," Bechar quipped. "The millennium. Give me six months," Priam declared. He meant it. The answer left Bechar speechless before he burst out laughing.…
-
As soon as Priam selected , began its work. His rib cage opened. The experience was His main heart shifted slightly to the left, to make room for the future organ. The framework vibrated before doubling in size. More precisely, a mirror image of the cage emerged from Priam's thorax. The illusion quickly gained consistency and increased in volume as it moved towards its target. It took it just two seconds to envelop the wyvern's heart. Once in position, the image became solid. The appearance of a solid…
-
The man's face darkened as he heard Priam's laughter. His subordinates were nervously handling their weapons. The wyvern began to scratch its face, trying to free Promesse. Priam quickly calmed down. "Sorry, it's just... Maybe you didn’t notice, but it’s an angry wyvern. You want a cut? I'm not stopping you from trying," Priam declared, pointing at the boss. At that moment, the wyvern shook its head and hiccupped. Priam turned, astonished. Another hiccup, and Priam called back Promesse. The weapon…
-
The list of rewards was incredible! Priam was both happy to have four possibilities and pained. He wanted them all. "Next time!" he exclaimed. In an excellent mood, Priam took his time. The world was frozen, and he was tired of running all the time. Taking advantage of the system, Priam moved his arms and tried to take a few steps. After about ten meters, he felt a sort of warning. The System wouldn't let him explore the world with impunity. His wounds weren't healing either, but he wasn't feeling…
-
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Priam roared in anger. His scream stopped moments later when his vocal cords almost snapped. Rather than calming him, the pain and pathetic state of his body enraged him all the more. Choose an affinity. His anger boiled over. His vengeance demanded power. How could he take revenge when he was so weak? The System insisted. Choose an affinity. The wyvern trembled, slowly regaining consciousness, and Priam's instincts urged him on. He had to choose quickly. His Potential…
-
Promesse landed in his hand, and Priam turned to the male mantis. His skill set did not allow Priam to destroy the mantis. All that remained was to target the concept. To do this, Priam had two options: use another concept or a Supremacy. Gathering his Domain, Priam mentally detected a burning flame inside the monster. The image of the vengeance concept. Gathering his will, Priam dominated the flame with his sphere of authority. Once the fire had subsided, he materialized his own concept inside the…
-
Priam sat down abruptly on the steps leading to the Ducal Palace. He massaged his temples for a moment, exhausted but happy. He'd done his best. The heavy doors had just closed behind him. Despite being the Lord of New Earth, he couldn't get inside. Well, not without endangering thousands of lives. The Colosseum and the Hideout were firmly off-limits to him, but not the Palace. Unfortunately, the locusts would only stay away if he didn't enter the grounds himself. After more than nineteen hours of going…
- Previous 1 … 166 167 168 … 216 Next