Primal Saiyan Novels & Stories

He simply lifts one hand— —and Riker collapsed as if pulled by invisible wires. Not killed. Not unconscious. Pinned. Like a bug under a thumb. Elias watched carefully. “That’s not supernatural. It’s tech. Adrastus-grade.” Julius muttered, “You say that as if it makes it less terrifying…” Sheraphina’s voice trembled as she speaks to the man. “Don’t kill him.” Everyone froze. Even the warehouse seemed to blink in confusion. Sheraphina stepped forward, placing herself between the assassin and the captive criminal.

Taylor asked. “Let me spell it out for you, child. The scientists want to turn themselves into bigger and better versions of Kaiju to make themselves unstoppable.” “What?!” “The previous test subjects became docile and primitive just like the ones that you fought. All they needed to perfect this little flaw and make more sentient Kaiju was a portion of your life energy.” Taylor ground his teeth in anger. He lunged at Soundhound and grabbed him by the neck, “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you now for endangering the people I love?”

The second after he fiddled with the black stick, loud explosions occurred in succession and at the same time, the bodies of the Mammoths, snakes, as well as the artificial humans were scattered all over the place. Patriarch Yuan Kai gulped just as his forehead was hit by the severed head of his beloved artificial human body. In fact, the mammoth demon's body actually has immunity to various weapons or heirlooms. If his body could be cut into hundreds of pieces in one go, of course what needed to be questioned was Xuan Wu's strength. "You still want to be quiet after seeing all this?" A man who looked like a young man in his early twenties nudged the shoulder of his colleague who looked to b

They move with a slow, predatory grace that makes my stomach flip. Alpha Prime leads them. He is the largest, a wall of scarred muscle with eyes that glow a dark, hungry gold. He doesn't wear a shirt, and the heat radiating off his chest is like a furnace. Behind him are the Twins, Silas and Kael. They are identical, massive, and move in total sync, their heavy boots thudding against the floor at the exact same time. Trailing behind is the Feral. He is the youngest, and his eyes are wide and wild. He looks sick with lust, his chest heaving as he catches the scent of my heat.

Chapter 42 IT WAS ALL TOO QUICK, Primuh stood there bracing himself, some of the shards of sharp energy did hit him. But due to the durable nature of his muscular, massive eight-foot body: Which was on par with his twin brother Orbin and also the damage was only fleeting if there were any. As his body had the natural ability to heal quickly. Primuh now stared in horror at the body lying motionless near his feet now, it was Orea! And she was badly injured!

" Shi Tian was surprised a little and muttered in his mind. Suddenly a VR game-like transparent screen appeared in front of them. [Name: Shi Tian] [Life: 15/70] [Race: Mortal Human] [Body: Celestial Yang Physique] [Cultivation: None] [Cultivation Method: Primordial Chaos Sutra Part 1, Primordial Yin-Yang Scripture, Part 1] [Mystical Power: Chaos Flame] [Artifact: None] [Cultivation Potential: Unparalleled] [Martial Skill: None] [See Interpersonal Relationships list: None added]

“And they specifically asked for you.” Alessia glanced between them. “What are the Primals? Another Empire?” Ianthe entered the room with the calm of someone who already expected chaos. “No. They’re older.” Ariadne followed, her footsteps soft, her expression unreadable. “Much older.” Alessia’s stomach tightened. “Can someone please tell me what a Primal is?” Kael stood, moving to her side protectively. “The Primals are the Luminary world’s original guardians—beings touched by the first luminous streams before the Empires even existed. They rarely interfere in Conclave matters.”

so instead of waiting for someone else to do it, he stepped forward and put his own hand on the ball, when he heard Mr. Hung yell, "No, wait-" and all of a sudden his surrounding changed. Sheng Chen was in another space, looking at a huge screen in front of him. He heard that same robotic voice again, "Hello traveler. Welcome to your inauguration. Currently, you are at Bestia Orbis Terrarum, or lovingly referred to by the locals as the Beast world." "As you may or may not know already, there are millions of different species in the universe. Some are very similar to your human physical structures, whereas some are very different." As the voice finished, the large screen in front of Sheng

Metikulo asked, thinking of the stories that they’ve heard about the said warrior. “Yes.” Shuleng nodded with a grim look in his eyes. “He’s said to be someone above his predecessors, a being of pure rage, having inherited the original primal power of his ancestors. There have only been a chosen few who had managed to fight him head-on, and none of them won,” he says with a deep and almost darkened voice. All of the young boys ended up swallowing hard, imagining a person with such power. Ryho felt chills in his spine even though he had not seen the man, while the triplets, on the other hand, had this mixed feeling of dread and excitement.

He spit out blood by the gallon and felt his soul leaving his body, only to be forced back in by a mysterious power. Tyr had underestimated Sachin’s power. Even if he fought with all his might, it was still insufficient. Crashing to the ground, he felt as if all his bones were shattered. The pain was excruciating, no regular human could have survived that torment. Getting up on his feet, Tyr gasped for air as blood kept flowing out of his mouth. “Your time is up,” said Sachin darkly. He let out a demonic roar as veins and stripes popped out of his torso. He was not human anymore but a devil, arriving on earth from the deepest abyss of hell.