Battle God นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Monki laughed at the sight of that. He held onto Rowan’s shoulder and explained, “You should know that our boss isn’t an ordinary person. Boss was the Goddess of War in the capital city, and she’s also the eldest young lady and the only heir to the ancient martial arts of the Lang family from the capital city. It wouldn’t even be a problem for her to fly over eaves, much less fight!” “I know.” Rowan sighed, and there was a look of longing and admiration in his eyes as he said, “I just think that it’s our luck to be able to follow such a boss.”

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

He pulls Audrey closer and warp his arms around her protectively when a deep voice vibrates from behind making all of them except Audrey tremble in respect and fear of being killed. From afar was Cannon, he is known as Abaddon, the god of destruction and no mercy. It was surprising to see him in this era of hell, knowing who he is, he hardly leaves his throne. "Step away from her" he orders. Without thinking, Baston quickly retracts his hand off Audrey's shoulder and steps aside. "MINE!!!" Abaddon mutters with so much possessiveness, that he flies to where Audrey is standing and takes her into his large arms.

If she did not lower herself before Kaze, repent her sins and make up for the Whites, then she would end up horribly. Camry and Teresa were so excited that they cried. They knew their son’s name would be cleared soon and justice would be served! They knew it because their son was like a brother to the God of War! “Godfather, what is a God of War? Is it a game? Why are they calling you that?” Brenda looked at Kaze with a curious gaze. The girl’s innocence made the atmosphere lighter. Kaze smiled. “Yeah, God of War is like a game. He’s powerful like superheroes and can protect you from the villains. No one can make us move out of this house.”

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

A Puissant Power Bomb appeared in his palm. It was an extremely terrifying self-ignition bomb. The Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop found tens of such bombs with painstaking efforts when the mercenaries searched the ruins of an ancient sect's base in the Land of Divine Grace. These bombs could threaten the safety and life of God Realm Masters. Even a God Realm Master would be injured if one of these bombs exploded in the vicinity.

He mumbled, "Perhaps his father and mother planned to kill the Youkai King long ago. God of Thunder Rey de Los Lobos and God of Metal Dragón de Hierro are nonetheless two gods at the top of the heavens, although they do not use their strength to fight every day, their strength is still unlike that of ordinary people. The Youkai King is not strong enough to be their opponent. He used all his strength to block a single blow from the two gods, but his body was seriously injured.

Kōjin: “You kept my daughter alive long enough to come home. The flames remember.” He bows (full ninety degrees). We bow back. The summer after graduation just caught fire in the best possible way. Seras Himuari Nakamura has a God father, a god-tier armor set, and a dragon boyfriend who’s currently speechless with awe. And the rest of us? We’re just along for the blaze. Japan’s never been ready for this crew. But the fire god is. And that’s more than enough. The Armor Chooses June 15, 2029 – Mount Atago, dawn

22 A dragon! He was a god-damned, fire-breathing, humongous, large toothed dragon-kind Miaka had never seen a real dragon before and was as blown away by him as Kai was. Kai quickly jumped out of the way as the guy shifted, but even as a dragon, he was no match for a God. Kai - being a war God - had no real chance at losing any battle - dragons or not. Miaka ran to the small wooden stage to congratulate her hero, but her efforts were misplaced, she soon found, as the people of the town did not want to forgo the execution.

He approached both warriors and used magic to mark a little praying-for-blessings sign on the back of each man's right hand. The crowd remained silent throughout the process. I could feel some glances directed at me. Leaving a praying-for-blessings sign on the back of a warrior's right hand was how Alphas showed their appreciation for their right-hand Betas. Understandably, my father's actions indicated that he had high expectations for this battle, with the victor likely becoming the right-hand Beta of the next Alpha. Lost in thought, I was startled as a hand was placed on my shoulder. "What are you thinking about? You look so cranky," Lux, the owner of the hand, sat down next to me.