Dragon Ball God Mu Novels & Stories

“I have been told he likes to experiment on live hosts to try and escape captivity.” “Hmm,” Ullysarius said after a few moments, tapping her upper left claws against her lower lip. “I have heard of this old fleshling called the godking. I have never met a person who proclaims himself to be a god, and I doubt a fleshling could make it to such a status. Well, possibly you blessed one,” she added, smiling slightly while looking at Rex hungrily. “I have no intentions of godhood,” Rex chuckled. “I am exhausted from today and need some rest. I am glad we have both achieved success today.”

It was important for him to keep Earth free, some aliens out of the alliance systems, in which no one would disturb the plans of any of the organizations, neither one nor the other, then it reassembled in great speed. Besides, his hole hurt, he'd need another session in the regeneration tank if he wanted to come back in one piece to have a round of sex with the demons that day. - Why not...? - Said Tsuki Miki. - Tell me, I'll listen. - Said Dark-Dragon. So, as they walked around that place, the new god, talked about some conquests and data of civilizations, which the new god invaded and subjugated. Being that I sent an entire race into a black hole, due to some planets not giving in to Um-Mu

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.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

This stage-three martial god sovereign super monster had finally been summoned! Chase felt that overwhelming pressure and retreated several thousand feet with the others before stopping. He could now see the monster's appearance clearly. It looked somewhat like Godzilla. Barry's expression grew grave as he said with obvious dejection, "This is one of the Zago race's beasts, Titanzilla. Though it's a stage-three martial god sovereign, it has no intelligence and isn't considered a living being or cultivator." "No intelligence?" Chase was puzzled. "Wouldn't that make it easier to deal with?"

Robert-Galt: “Who the fuck are you to question the memory reel’s authenticity? PBD is not the kind of channel that would pull a publicity stunt like that!” Joe Dragon : “But you still can’t change the fact that… memory reels are not always believable!” KongVsGodzilla: “Oh, come on! Can’t we all just appreciate what he did?“ MewTube: “Who else thinks this reel is utter bullshit?” Flat-Sun-Society-Member: “Is it just me or his armor seems a bit familiar?” CosmicDouche_1: “Shitt! Now that you mentioned… How could I miss this?“

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

A man with a human body but snake-like, scaly skin glared with disgust at the younger generation of both the Heaven Sect and the Dao Sect. “You’re right…. They’re just lowly creatures with no right to choose. In the end, they’re all just nourishment for our growth—we, the chosen children of the gods!” Hearing their conversation, Mu Biyu became even more confused about who these people were and why they had come to block their path here. Clearly, he hadn’t received any information about the existence of others like him on this battlefield. And it was clear that these people hadn’t come just to say hello—nutrients? It was obvious they had come to take what they called “nutrients” from Mu Biyu’

' Immediately, an immerse pain spreads out from my neck and slowly makes it way below but it is suddenly gone as swiftly as it comes. Nathan pulls back and stares at me with yellow eyes and extended canines. I can see my blood on them. "Y-You marked me, how is that possible." "I'm a god, remember." He smirks as his canines slowly retreats. "And I am a great friend of the Moon Goddess." "That doesn't explain why you marked me." I glare at him and push him away. "What is wrong with you, sometimes you do the stupidest things."

“Answering your highness its…” “YA!” Mu Zheng shouted. “he is hurt! Stop using your force and come down if you want answers!” he screamed. The man for a second looked at him, stunned. The inviable force gripping Xu Da Ping’s throat disappeared. Mu Zheng immediately rushed to him and helped him up. “if you are asking about tao mou he is dead. And if you are asking about you know who, he survived.” The man who was floating above like a god suddenly disappeared and appeared right in front of him.

The Sons had expected an immediate renewal of the governmental system but the perished political gods were only replaced by new but no better gods. Neo Manila and the Colony were still the same. Perhaps killing the gods wasn't the answer all along, and another form of redress needed to be done. To be concluded… Epilogue General Douglas MacArthur wakes up. He rises from his cot, sits down, and relights his corncob pipe. He inhales deeply, then exhales a long cloud of tobacco smoke.