Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 147: Who Breaks Down First?

Clansis had never heard of such a thing. The voice guiding Amos fell silent for a moment. It seemed to inspect Amosโ€™s psionic longsword again with suspicion. โ€˜Are you telling me that was chewed by your little Crown Clan brat?โ€™ Such an absurd note was rarely heard from the ever-unflappable Emperor Clansis. Through all these… Continue reading Cub 147: Who Breaks Down First?

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Cub 146: The Emperor Clansis Who Perished Amid the Pollution

Impossible. In a place like this, that little one couldnโ€™t possibly break inโ€” That bloodshot eyeball, suddenly wrenched apart by Chao Huangmuโ€™s surprise attack, was dyed with shock as Chao Huangmu's psionic blow struck it head-on. He had been too much in control before, everything smooth sailing, so naturally, he had overlooked many things. For… Continue reading Cub 146: The Emperor Clansis Who Perished Amid the Pollution

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Cub 145: Did You Think You Were Only Suppressed by Me? Trash.

If my race is fated to perish, then let me carry it forward into hope for the future. It had always waited for this dayโ€”because it knew this meant the long night would end, and they would reach the other shore. The moment the Angel Spring Stoneโ€™s radiance fully dissipated, the golden coronet above Chu… Continue reading Cub 145: Did You Think You Were Only Suppressed by Me? Trash.

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 144: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade

Even after regaining their memories, understanding at last, their fate in the next moment was already setโ€”after finding their home, there was no way to return. Like a starship with a broken system, after receiving the last transmission from home, it could never come back. The unique psionic embodiments forged by the psychic coronets, surviving… Continue reading Cub 144: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 143: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade

In Desmondโ€™s suddenly widened eyes, golden and black spiraling flames flashed past, soaring toward the eyeball in midair. What? The force tangled around and entwining them was rapidly dispelled. Everyone instinctively turned toward Chu Zao. In that moment of raging rain and golden snow, they froze in astonishment. That little oneโ€”what did he say? Great...grandfather?… Continue reading Cub 143: If You Have No Body, The Soul Can Still Be A Blade

Becoming the Only Cub of the Dark Tyrant

Cub 142: Donโ€™t Bully Zao Zaoโ€™s Great-Grandfather!

The Dragon Realm grew even darker under the torrential rain. The entire sky looked like a monstrous beast, baring its fangs and opening its maw to devour everything around. Chu Zao walked the perimeter with Chao Huangmu. He held a mechanical umbrella in his hand. Psionic power could block the rain. But in such a… Continue reading Cub 142: Donโ€™t Bully Zao Zaoโ€™s Great-Grandfather!