Novel & Cerita Against The Gods Cultivation

Vepar “Just look at them sitting there all high and mighty,” I say. “I know. They think they are so special and so important.” My friend says. The two of us were sitting there watching the gods. They were all there drinking, eating, and relaxing as if nothing could touch them. They are so fucking self-absorbed and consider themselves above everyone else. It’s time that someone brought them down a few notches. Now to figure out how to bring them down. I looked at my friend, and I knew I couldn’t trust her with the idea brewing in my head. I needed people that thought like me. The twelve main gods had been in power now for 2000 years, and in that time, they had grown so arrogant. Th

Most wished they were dead when they healed up. "See that wasn't so hard but I think you need to take care of all the Gods before they can break through my barrier." Klaused whispered. I looked around at all the Gods looking to be panicking. Everyone here knew who I was so I guess it was smarter for them to leave than fight. I conjured up a dozen knifes and threw them at everyone who wasn't a ally. "You almost hit me." Kali screamed as a knife glided past her head and to a God who was closing his eyes behind her.

It seems like he is trying to concentrate on what he is doing. "Are gods supposed to clean?" "We do everything that humans do, Isabella. The only difference is our powers and status." He answers. "So you're a human but a god." He stares up at me blankly and his movements stops. "Not today, Isabella." "How am I your mate then. I know that gods don't have mates." I continue to push. "Not today, Isabella." "Not today, Isabella." I repeat his words in a mocking tone and he doesn't spare me a glance as I expected.

Something was going on. … "It was a bold move, brother!" Adras said. "Invading a country, supposedly protected by the gods." "Not to mentioning almost draining the princess dry," Yura continued. I had heard this stories so many times before. 'I have lived for over 2 thousand years, nothing, not even some pretend gods could hurt me.' "I grew sick of hearing the nonsense and prophesies about a blessed princess in a protected country, " I answered them angry. "We are the gods, we take everything we want, it is rightfully ours to take."

James said. He grinned at Gary's grim expression and then continued, "Riley's father ... that William Mackenzie is the most powerful god of war ever. So, how could someone like Evan De Kruk whose name I don't even remember be able to defeat Riley?"

I tore through every mortal temple that worshipped that new goddess of love. I toppled her statues with my own hands. I kicked over her altars. I even offered my own blood to the Furies, begging them to call down the worst curse they could on the two of them. But a mortal's struggle, in the eyes of the king of the gods, is the struggle of an insect. Aetheon didn't even bother to be angry. He issued one casual decree—it crushed my curse like nothing, and ordered every city in the world to build the new love goddess even grander temples.

I nodded confidently, "We can triumph over the gods!" The young king laughed heartily and exclaimed, "Finally, after achieving immortality, we will gain the weapons to fight them! I will provide you with everything you need to win this war against the gods and asuras!" In ancient lore, humans were deemed the weakest beings created by the True Source, situated between gods and demons. However, they held a potent advantage over the gods: knowledge. This advantage posed a threat to the gods, prompting them to try to diminish humans' strength. In an act of defiance, a son of the Rakshasa, Prometheus, stole the fire of knowledge from the gods and bestowed it upon humanity. Since then, humans rega

Tabby was the first one to speak. “He’s a Saint, and there is a lot that he can do,” Gerold said, coming closer to them with his hands behind his back like an old teacher. “My only concern is what the heavens will do when they find out.” “What do you mean?” Claire asked with concern. “Our cultivation goes against the heavens, and they do not want practitioners to overachieve their boundaries,” Blake said. “I looked into this when I started cultivating; humans were never to achieve godly powers, and the heavens were jealous of our capabilities.”

The weight of the universe seemed to rest on my shoulders and all I could think about was how to fix a problem that I should never have to face. Suddenly, the world in front of me was replaced. By what, I don’t know. I was watching two people fighting, a man and a woman. They were standing in the middle of a room with cream white marble floors and pillars that stood to hold a three to four story ceiling. This place was massive and extremely elegant. A place fit for the… Gods. Wait a minute! Is this what I am seeing? An argument between two Gods? “Not only is it enough to limit his power by binding him, now they want to deny him a fated mate!”