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Headed by a Snake

I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. Work is completed as of 9May2024. There's also a few side-stories written in Chapter 1151! The Author is working on a new story called 'I Wish You Were Never Reborn.' After four or so years of writing, my skills have much improved. Highly recommend. Here is my discord: https://discord.gg/NNbAj7N Constructive criticism and corrections welcome. Other Authors extra-welcome. You can find a list of characters at https://snek.fandom.com/wiki/Character_List Cover image credit: Johnabrash at Fiverr

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Start of the Match

Maximus lightly shook his head, "It's Tycondrius."

"Huh?" Theo furrowed his brows. 

"The Tactician's name... It's Tycon."

Theo opened his mouth to argue... but the words stuck in his throat. He wasn't familiar with any current or former gladiators named 'Tychon'... but there was something in Maximus' seriousness that gave him pause. 

"That man," Maximus turned to him with a grave expression... "is worth more than your entire f*cking guild combined."

"You... you're... joking, right?" Theo forced a strained laugh. 

The dragonblood did not respond, once more returning his gaze to the doors. 

...Maybe it was a joke. Theo hoped it was a joke. 

Ha ha. 

It wasn't very funny, though...

The doors opened abruptly, the scraping of metal-on-metal nearly making Theo piss himself. Two attendants from within the arena grunted noisily, straining to push the heavy doors open.