Barian Yugioh Novels & Stories

Barry used to be a rare supreme genius among the Sy Demons. He used 200 years to advance from martial celestial god to martial god sovereign. How frustrating it was when he compared himself to this group. "Is that true? I think it was a little slow." Yara spoke up. That was when Barry noticed that the phoenix, who could either be a man or a woman, seemed to emanate an unusual aura. Yara was no ordinary martial god sovereign. When the four elite Divine Beasts saw Yara, they were shocked, especially Ember from the Phoenix Clan. She looked at Yara in disbelief and asked, "May I know which senior you could be?"

"K! Guys, who do you think will finish their game first.... what the? The enemy team surrendered? Without giving me a chance?" "Same here. So annoying!" Leo complained. "Let's try again." she suggested and Leo nodded. This time, they met on the opposite teams. Leo stared at Lisa and shivered. "I'll initiate surrender." "Nope! Fight to the death." she said. After the countdown, they saw the heroes each other used. Lisa used Tigreal 'Gold Baron' while Leo used Dyrroth's KOF skin 'Orochi Chris'. Lisa's allies were using: Vale- Cerrulean winds.

When it comes to durability in fights you have already passed this test. Ban:Haha well then all that is left is learning spells while maintaining him. Let me try this incantation I learnt from Reiya '' SELO DE FOGO DO INFERNO'' * * Hellfire_Seal

It was the first time, after knowing him for so long, to see him this way. The Dongyue she had known was an incredibly calm man. But today, he resembled a barbarian in berserk mode. Barbarians were melee warriors who had a unique ability, the war cry, which enabled them to enter a stage of insanity and cut everything down in their path, including allies. Hence, it was called the ‘berserk mode’ by her elders. Xiyu just stared at Dongyue without uttering a single word. Probably he also sensed her discomfort because instead of admonishing her, he took her in his arms and deposited her back on her bed, where he stayed vigil at her bedside, contemplating his thoughts seriously.

If you don't agree, let's have a noble duel. This time, Baron Lorient was provoked. To be honest, Baron Lorient was a fifth level magician. This level of combat power was considered quite good even among the nobles of the continent, after all, nobles relied more on inheritance than military strength. But Baron Stewart was a dragon vein warlock, so he couldn't really beat him.

Tsarayu thought of a possibility as he asked in a serious tone. "Ah… No, the truth is... After the great war, the Barong tribe grew really weak and after master Tian Shen left this world, another tribe got into a war with the Barong tribe over some dispute. Since they had no way to protect themselves, they asked us and the Banshee tribe for their help." Tensha answered. "None of the tribe showed any interest in helping them, even when they offered their clan's treasures in exchange. Finally, when they could not bear the brunt of this attack, they offered the orb from which great master Tian Shen himself studied from, in exchange.

Peak Mountain, Black Mountain Range, Battling Border Across the Peril Sea to the Peak Mountain buried in the Black Mountains of Ardae along the Battling Border there was a creature very unlike the barbarian on the Isle of Wight. Though equally as immortal. "Did you find him yet?" Radix Malorum demanded of his Commander. A yellow-skinned ogre of a man he called Okine. "Barbarian, Leige?" He bobbed his head. Speaking in his ear shatteringly high voice as he asked the question.

Ruby swooped to the right, pulling Nya out of the way of that arrow and then followed Gavin’s dragon up into the air for a returning pass. It was then that Nya saw Slate. He was in his human form, on top of the castle on one of the turrets, fighting against a mob of Beelzanborg soldiers. His brother was by his side, and the two of them were making short work of the group as it was. But since Ruby was nearing their position, she lowered her head and sent a burst of fire at the Beelzanborg troops, hitting several of them, knocking many of them to the ground, many of them on fire.

He just looked at it for a second before pointing at the symbol. “Don’t you ever dare to disrespect that symbol? That is the symbol of the Central Army. As slaves, you won’t be under any legion exactly, but still a part of the central army. So if you disrespect that, I will not just kill you. I will make your life so miserable, that you will try to kill yourself..but you won’t be able to. I will make you live in so much misery and pain, that in the end. Your body just shuts down. Do you understand?” He poked me as he asked his question.