Augus Asura Wrath Novels & Stories

However, the power of the God of War was so strong that Darius’s arura shield was being eroded quickly. “If only I could use my original power,” Darius sighed silently as a stray aura strand breached his aura shield and struck him on the arm. Deus was much worse off than Darius. Although Darius’s power was partially sealed, he could still summon the power of an average Peak High Level Ascender. But Deus was only a Mid-Level Ascender. True Ascender or not, when you were only at such a level, you would find it extremely strenuous to resist the anger of one as powerful as Ares. And this was highlighted by how quickly Deus’s aura shield was destroyed. And soon several of Ares’s aura strands stru

Ursa scoffed, “Oh, how I will enjoy this.” And just like that the war officially started, Lilith V. Vega/Athena Aella V. Ursa Aella lept and transformed, letting Ava attack Ursa first while Aragon helped lessen Ursa's fleet. Ursa successfully dodged all her attacks, her spells slammed into Ava like a relentless wave. Spell after spell, thrown at her. But Ava wasn't one to play with either. Biding her time she circled the witch and with a rumble, flames burst through her lips engulfing the witch instantly.

His heart thundered in his chest, but it was not fear—it was rage, pure and unrelenting. “I’m coming, Lisa,” he whispered under his breath. From the shadows of the fortress, figures began to emerge. Wolves cloaked in Malrik’s power, their eyes glowing an unnatural red, their bodies twisted by his corruption. The ground shook as they approached, dozens, then hundreds, snarling and growling, their teeth bared. Ash lifted his weapon, lightning sparking along its edge. “Looks like we won’t be bored tonight.” Atlas cracked his neck, his hands still sparking with residual power. “Try to keep up.”

As Katrina moved into position, August made his move, lunging at Shit Witch, putting the last bit of our combined energy into emitting a blinding white light. I heard the witch’s screams as August’s claws sank into her shoulders, forcing her back into Katrina’s attack. The witch’s screams faded with the light of my attack, her head rolling across the floor, leaving a trail of blood. August raised his head from the headless Shit Witch to see Katrina leaning on her sword to stay upright.