Novel & Cerita Fox God

The unspeakable being, the Great White Fox, is the most treasured being of all Celestial Beasts from the Netherworld. The unspeakable being remained silent but hoped that this once-in-a-lifetime chance given by Anoteros, the God of all living things will not go to waste. To be continued...

The Ushi-Oni or the gyūki, The gyūki was a monster whose appearance looked like a spider with an ox's head that sported long sharp poisonous horns, and razor-sharp fangs, each of its six legs had a single long claw that could slice through even the toughest of metals, and its forked tongue carried the force of a whip. It was a creature of nightmares. A monster that most gods assumed was mythical, a folklore legend, but the gods of the Underworld Kingdom knew better. A single Ushi-Oni could cause a sickness that would drain the lesser gods and goddesses of their souls and their divine gifts; it would then use those powers to unlock the hidden cells of the sub-princes of Hell; Astaroth, Maggot

I asked myself in my head, my mind racing. Turning the page, the book revealed more about fox spirits, their abilities, similar to werewolves but they were far stronger, depending on the number of their tails. They could generate fire or lightning from their mouth or tails, shapeshift, possess a person’s body and create illusions to manipulate and outsmart their opponents.

That's why I… lost my calm when I saw Yara Fries. Fallon was frightened. His forehead was covered in cold sweat after he succeeded in making up a complete story. It was a rare situation for a peak martial god like him. Fortunately for Fallon, Carla seemed thoughtful after hearing his story and bought everything he said. Fallon was slightly relieved. "I see." Even though Carla was not completely convinced, she was aware of the Nefarious Deity Sect's techniques. The bigger the Nefarious Spirits and Dark Beasts, the better. Phoenixes were ancient beasts and were greatly beneficial to those who had a grasp on them.

It looked so beautiful on her. "Why is the Fox there?" She had asked when she saw the drawings. "He is my last spirit beast," "You haven't introduce him to me," "I can't," "Why?" "He doesn't have skin like Ice Fang, Fire or Windy. He only shows when I am angry, very angry and that's only in his spirit form." "Why is the Fox like that?" "To be sincere I don't know Vala, I can't really remember and the only one who is in a better position to tell me is my late mother, but she is gone."

The intensity is not the same… this time, it's less chaotic…" While the phoenix god's members deciphered the current situations. Everyone else flinched involuntarily as their sense kept getting violated They all turned their necks towards the crater, including Agenor himself. Colt and Falco shuddered from the fear since they were also inside the scope of this unexplainable domain. Both of them felt sick to their stomach. Falco immediately pulled out his dagger out of sheer jolt of terror. Colt also jittered when he felt the presence of an invisible watcher. "Son of a bitch!" Falco shook his head in an attempt to understand, "Can you feel this…What is god’s name ?" "fuck!… you can't be seriou

oh Goddess . the scent of her is a delirious mix of smells and emotions and memories: a wild run through pine forests, a plunge into cool water, the mewls of a newborn pup, the madness of the moon's call ... The other two wolves pad after her. Fulvio's giant ginger wolf (though he insists its gold-coloured) and Graydon Airwolf. Graydon seems so much younger in his wolf form. Elder hardly seems right though he has the same air of restrained power as in his human form.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

Because Yin, truly, was a menace in fluffy disguise. Even now, as he casually leaned against the vending machine, pretending to be just another pretty intern with slightly mystical hair, his thoughts were spiraling delightfully into mythical gossip and dangerous curiosity. The story, according to Shu—and a few gossipy thunder spirits—went like this: Nexus, the land god before his sudden disappearance, had tamed something that should not have been tamed. A primal, ancient beast. One of the original calamity spirits. A Fenrisúlfr.

The Fox’s voice echoed in my head, a psychic hiss. I knew the legends. In the old sectors, they called them Kitsune or Fox-Demons—creatures that stole lives to extend their own. This wasn't tech; this was ancient, dark 'Noir' magic. She’d already stolen two lives to get those tails. She needed my youth to reset her clock, but the life growing inside me made the 'transfer' impossible. The Fox lunged. She was twice my size, moving with a speed that blurred the air. I dove across the shattered glass, my reflexes sharp and jagged.