Battleground God Novels & Stories

BOOOOOMMMMM “Damn it! So they really did come out. Didn’t the intel say this group wouldn’t emerge until the demon god reappeared? Why are they actually bowing down to that kid trapped in the formation?” asked one of the elders in the mid-tier Sky God realm. His opponent was the first figure from Bloody Night, and it was truly overwhelming him despite being in the same realm.

His wolf claws reach out for me and Colby was quick to push me away from his reach. I stagger back and fall back to the shattered window and like those slow motions acts, I watch things escalate. As I fall I see Shawn and Colby killing Ambrose's men in their wolf forms viciously. I avert my gaze to the beautiful sky above and wonder when will I be in peace. As I am falling I call out to God. 'I am falling' 'your humble servant needs you' 'Please save me 'Save me from this world' 'take me ' 'I am falling'

"You must be careful, he has the best luck in the history of gods of his master's level. And also... I just remembered that his aura is slightly similar to the aura of the people from the world that his master just swallowed, so..." "I understand! Dark Star Goddess, I want the information you got from your subordinates. I'll try to make something interesting when the forbidden land they consider to be their treasure and ancestral inheritance!" It was clear that Cerberus realized that the gods of the upper realm would open a secret land also known as the Battlefield, containing all the treasures from the ancient god wars. Indeed, that place was the Battlefield, but the treasures the people re

Blake said as he walked toward Tabitha and held her into his arms to calm her down. Susan witnessed all of this and didn’t say how she longed to be in her boss’s arms and be held tightly. When Tabitha finally calmed down, Blake left her alone to ponder her wealth and continued his daily duties. An hour passed, and his phone began to ring. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the familiar number but couldn’t place it. “Hello, Blake Elon speaking.” “Chief General War God, this is General Beker. Are you free tomorrow for us to discuss your return?”

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

Steel boomed against steel as the putrid battle continued, the numbers of those who came to fight dwindling, fading as the body count rose. Dorian had forced Elika along on a raid of an uncharted dimension, the people who dwelled there fighting against the dark lord and the armies of hell on many occasions, refusing to abide by any treaty that was offered, continuously killing anyone who entered the dimension. The feral immortal had organised the attack in just a day, taking no more than four hundred of Darkous’ best men to send a message, a brutal and bloodthirsty message that neither she nor the people would ever forget. She squeezed her eyes shut in desperation as the battle worsened, una

The air crackled with energy as I stood at the epicenter of chaos, the battlefield stretched out before me like a canvas of fury and desperation. The deity loomed high above, a swirling mass of shadows and blinding light, while Lycus rallied the new enemy’s forces, their battle cries echoing like a thunderous storm. This was it—the moment everything hung in the balance.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

It was as if the stone itself whispered them into her soul. Her lips twisted into a dry smile. “Deliverance? Look at me. My wrists are torn, my ribs ache from beatings, I’ve been starved for days. And you speak of *freedom*?” Her laugh was short, mocking. “Who are you?” “I am the voice of the gods,” the presence replied, calm as before. “And I tell you, a shout of light and freedom is already in your captors’ camp.” Her laughter faltered. “A shout of light? *Here*? In the Bloodthorn’s pit?” Her voice dripped with disbelief. “Who is this ‘deliverer’? Some phantom hero?”