Fox God Novels & Stories

"The lord of Wolfort City gifted me this Cambrian Python. It can cleave anything and everything in the universe. Godtools have souls, and the soul of this Godtool is a mystique beast known as Cambrian Fish that can use water-type moves. Chrysopoeia Graders will be weakened against this. Armed with this Godtool and above this vast ocean, I have the advantage. Are you sure you want to fight me?" Yik turned to look at Logan. He had purposely run to the ocean to create the ideal environment for his Godtool. "How dare you speak so rudely to Saint Logan?!" A pair of black and white figures hurried to Logan's side—Ater and Kaiser. They bowed toward Logan. "Greetings, Saint Logan. We came rushing wh

she asked sliding to her knees boneless as the tension left her. “Don’t want to guess?” Fiona smirked teasingly. “I mean I could but there are so many creatures that have a base affinity for fire, so you could be anything from a Phoenix to a Dragon and that’s just according to Western culture, there are plenty of Japanese gods and creatures associated with fire, like the Kitsune”, she answered going back to piling things beside her bed as the Level One continued expanding.

Thick red clouds of dust filled the air as nearly 500 bikes rode out of the gates to the Orc Fortress. Half were heading west and the other half heading north. Gin lead the north company while Fredrick lead the west. Boman was serving as Fredrick's deputy and Niko was gin's. Their first victim would be a tribe of Red foxes. These were a unique energy beast that had tails made of fire, they would use their flame tails as weapons to cast spells. Xasha wanted babies from this tribe so he could raise and study them himself. He wanted to get inspiration from how they used their tails to make better mana weapons.

“Because Artemis blessed our match. Every werewolf gets one mate—you’re mine and I’m yours. She’s our goddess and all knowing. If she believes in us, then we should believe in us too.” “But to me, that just sounds crazy.” I bit my lip. “I never even heard about a goddess called Artemis before, besides in Greek mythology. I definitely never heard of werewolves having a Moon Goddess. How can you be so sure that she even exists? How can you believe that any higher power exists?”

But none of the worshippers said anything like 'Oh goddess'. He searched for the expression 'Oh goddess' instead. He scrolled through a lot of articles, until he found something. 'Oh goddess is an expression used by the worshipers of the moon goddess. Most of the worshippers are believed to be werewolves. Werewolves are said to be created by the moon goddess herself. They use the expression 'oh goddess' the same way humans use 'oh God'. Pete remembered something else again, back then in the training camp, Tanner had said his mark looked like a wolf bite.

I can handle this.” Then a cockroach flew on the sink which made me flinch and clung unto Chris. “OMG! OMG! OMG!” Christopher chuckled, “You sure you can handle this?” Noticing my swift act on Chris I was super embarrassed and slowly letting go of him and climbed up on my bed. “I am so-so-so sorry. I am just afraid of cockroaches. We-we kinda have a history which made me hate them so much.” Then, the cockroach flew again which made me scream at the tip of my lungs. Luckily Chris was fast enough to cover me up with the bed sheet. He hugged me in comfort and whispered, “Don’t make noise while I try to kill the roach.” Once done he gently rubbed my back and said, “It’s okay. It’s already done.

I whispered inside Carla. There had only ever been one white wolf in werewolf history. Carla. The realization hit me like a blow. “Carla,” I breathed. “Are you the legendary healer?” “Yes,” she answered through the mind link. “And you were never meant to be ordinary.” “Never meant to be ordinary?” I scoffed before I could stop myself. “Ordinary is far from it. I was forsaken.” “That is not true,” she said calmly. “The Goddess never forsakes her children. It is the evil and greed of wolves that makes it seem so.”

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.

They felt pity for Dakota since she will definitely be crashed. "Fight with my big one first, Dakota." Frederick patted the Cursed Gorilla. "Do well, Monstrus." The Cursed Gorilla nodded. He looked at Dakota and gave her bloodshot eyes. He was about to attack Dakota when a beam of light suddenly made them blind. When the light slowly disappeared, they were shocked to see a huge Nine-tailed Fox! That's a rare spirit beast. Although not big as the Cursed Gorilla, the crowd could feel that the Nine-tailed Fox is stronger than Frederick's spirit beast.

While civilian #3207 heard it from God, he wasn’t given details. Zen grinned and pointed to his ears. “The Godfather can listen to the voices of the dead because of “Blood”. However, Godfather candidates can usually listen to the inner voices of others. It’s an unawakened version of “Blood”. Although my ability is buggy and doesn’t work all the time, it’s still a sign that I’m one of the true Godfather candidates.” One of the true Godfather candidates? Ah, that must explain why God said that Zen was one of his golden children. Zen Taro wasn’t the only one competing. God must have planted several seeds for insurance.