Caesar Godzilla Novelas e Histórias

The young man's eyes had widened at the sight of the grinning giant with the split face. "I-I don't know what you talking about…" He had stammered, eyes not able to leave the sight of the monster before him. Christopher knew that his eyes had gone cold at that moment when his smile disappeared. "Well sell it somewhere else, asshole. And give me your name. NOW!"

This time Theo kick the paw of the beast making him slide in the stream and distancing himself from the beast, as well as making the beast off balance. Theo got up and jump to the shore, this time Theo got a clear look of beast, it was a black brown bear. He saw the beast struggling to get up, as the paw of the beast was hit by Theo making his body turn upside down. Theo was strong, but not so strong as to take the beast attack head on, but to make the beast off balance even picking the body of beast up in the air. it was easy.

Isabella asked, frowning. “No,” Kaelan replied. “But he had Mahisar trace the portal through his magic.” “Mahisar?” Alpha Robert smirked, chuckling. “I would have bet money he was Mahishasura. I mean—just look at the name.” Kaelan shook his head. “He’s tricky. Mahisar is a powerful demon Mahishasura resurrected to prepare for his ultimate return. He was controlling Mahisar—sad, really, because Mahisar was brilliant, an anthropologist I admired. He got away, we think, but aren’t sure. Scouts are searching now, but I suspect that when Mahishasura fell, Mahisar did too—like the rest of the demons.”

The Goddess's light within me surged, a wild, panicked star seeking escape. Kaelen led us back through the narrow corridor, his smug satisfaction a palpable stench in the air. The Architect walked beside me, his posture rigid, his grip on the lead rope like iron. Through our bond, I felt nothing but a terrifying, absolute void. He had shut down completely. The supercomputer had encountered an unsolvable equation and had gone into emergency lockdown.

She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit. "Oh." Then it clicked cause her eyes lit up. "Wait, that guy who's into the fucked-up minds of serial killers, like you?" She said it like it was a hobby, like collecting stamps or something, not delving into the twisted minds of psychos. This guy had claimed all the theories about serial killers, like Bundy and the like, were bullshit. No connection between the evil they did and their grey matter. Just monsters who got off on hurting others, nothing more, nothing less. Sounded like an arrogant prick, but I'd let him keep thinking whatever he wanted. He didn't know shit about my world, about why I really left Russia. A secret I kept cl

Caesar was not kind-hearted, but today, he had a rare moment of conscience. As he dialed the number, the Omega, who had been crying, suddenly stopped. Caesar could sense the wind carrying her scent. The Omega leaped towards him, and her fragrant jasmine scent almost overwhelmed Caesar. Her soft lips touched his cold military uniform, and her delicate, scarred fingers brushed against his intricate emblem.

​The Return of the God of War ​"TRIM THIS!" a roar thundered from above. ​A black umbrella—weighted with the "Billionaire" lead of a hundred luxury towers—slammed into the ground between Nora and the Silver Heir. ​Kael Davis plummeted from the golden chute, his overcoat tattered but his presence as suffocating as a corporate takeover. He didn't look like a grandfather; he looked like the "God of War" who had conquered the Andromeda Sector.

Weiss curiously asked, “Master, isn’t our enemy Madame Quinn? Is this guy so scary?” Master Centipede shook his head. “Weiss, you’ve experienced too few things. “The madame is nothing. The person I really fear is the God of War, Thomas Mayo.” Weiss looked at the crowd. Speaking of which, Thomas was really a big guy. He ruined their actions continuously with his own power. He even called out a large army to totally settle Anthony’s subordinates. He asked, “Master, what’s the God of War?” Master Centipede chuckled. “There’s a legend on the west coast. Wherever the God of War appears, you either surrender or prepare to accept death.”

He used the last of it to wash his hands and face. "I didn't want to attract any wild animals," he said simply brushing off my gratitude. "It'd be no less than he'd deserve," I said scornfully. He nodded in agreement. "But I didn't feel like trying to fight off Bigfoot tonight." I gave a surprise laugh. "Bigfoot? Really?" Craig gave a boyish grin. "Yeah. He's real!" "Bullshit." "No, really! I saw him," he insisted. "Bullshit. You and Gerard I swear."

Her mind still conflicted upon going back or not to the real. The situation of the realm was tight. The Grand Arch Wizard was already threatening the Gates of the Realm of Heaven so the Supreme Being Gaeara has ordered all the gods and goddesses to give out the blessings in their respective continents and come back to the realm. The enemy was already making a weapon that could destroy gods, he was a being whose ambition surpasses the clouds in the sky, even reaching the domain of gods.