God Of Assassins Novels & Stories

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

Assassins from all corners will come after you relentlessly until you meet your end! Relentless pursuit? Alexander chuckled. Stepping forward, he looked down at the Chameleon Enchantress and spoke softly, "Call 'Hades' now. Ask him yourself if he dares to pursue me relentlessly." The Chameleon Enchantress shivered slightly, her expression stiff. The number of people in the world who knew this 'Hades' alias was not more than 10. This was not just a name. It was a code, symbolizing the supreme authority of the Blood Assassins, the unparalleled 'God of Slaughter' in the world of assassins, known as the King of Assassins.

“Mercenaries, for lack of a better term. We’re highly trained, and it’s all we knew. The fighting, the killing, but at least now we get to choose who we do it for. We’ve been using our services to help right some of the imbalance that we created.” He seemed to finally be saying the things that were bubbling up inside him. The things that I kept cutting him off from saying. That, or he was trying to throw me off, use a trick to try to gain my trust and confidence. It wouldn’t work. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to be a bit more specific.” “Have you heard of The Silent Assassin? He went by many names.” His head shifted so that he looked over his shoulder.

*Then the room went soundless, all there are Taso and Elaine' voices speaking* I'll tell you the truth My name is the same, Tasoshi says but my identity you do not know, actually I am a God who was transmigrated here. What? You're a god, then you know everything in the entire universe, right? Yes, what do you want to ask? I'll ask you these, do you know who gave me my holy sword? Yes! And such a simple question It's my little brother The god of affinity Alpha saya. What do you mean your god, why is there another god? Ok then I'll tell you everything, there are 10 universes in the entire multiverse right now we're in the

I have to give it to him; he’s cautious. “As I’m sure you know, I was transferred to Mexico after a falling out with Dionysus. My relationship with Irving is strictly professional. I am not, nor have I ever been privy to his inner circle. Unlike other Confradia Assassin teams, ours does not socialize or even work together. Over the time that I’ve been with the Mexico team, I’ve noticed that Irving does not encourage interaction between his Assassins or with him. In fact, he has expressed his discomfort with my presence many times. He wasn’t happy that I was placed in his team because he disliked Dionysus and thought that I was sent there to spy on him. Overall, there are five Assassins in ou

I dropped my mug next to the clean ones and turned to face him. Just as I put my hands on my hip, wanting to ask him if everything was okay, he took one last sip of his coffee, slammed the mug on the counter, muttered, "Good day, Kayla." Then he walked out through the back door, leaving me breathless and gobsmacked. "Good day to you too, asshole." I muttered under breath as he slammed the back door. ~~~~~ Restless energy and annoyance caused by Gabriel's attitude yesterday and today pushed me to take a walk alone.

Someone skilled. “Assassins,” Thane said, voice low, fragment coiling violently. “They’ve bypassed the outer wards. Null Blood, anchor me.” I stepped forward instinctively, hands glowing faintly as the hollow surged. Energy rippled outward, stabilizing Thane’s fragment, reinforcing the defensive wards, and pushing back the intruders’ assaults. Sparks of god-fragment energy collided with the Null Blood shield, harmlessly dispersing against my control. The first assassin emerged from the shadows, a rogue demi-god cloaked in darkness, eyes glowing faintly with unstable energy. He lunged, claws extended. I flared Null Blood instinctively, redirecting the jagged energy into harmless arcs that arc

It looked devastating and divine at the same time. He felt its considerable heft in his hands, yet it simply didn’t feel right in his grip. “This is a bit much.” He went back to the screen and tapped on a few buttons and filtered out everything but the smart and nimble classes. He scrolled through what was left until he came on Assassin. It looked sleek and deadly, with all-black armor and access to a variety of razor-sharp weapons. Not only that, but the skills and powers it came with sounded pretty awesome and insane. Tornado Attack, Shadowblade, Triple Assassinate… Just their names drew him towards it.

he replied her in the same tone, the people they followed didn't seem aware of their presence, there were about three figures, all dressed in full black gear, even their heads were of no exceptions of their dressing. One of the figures in black pulled out something from his pitch black bag and carefully set the a rectangular device which emitted a small red light before he began to cover it with sand. The others separated from him, some went towards the city and some went towards the walls of the amphitheatre and began to set devices on them. Neither Amon or Atarah knew what they were setting up but, own thing was clear to Amon. "I didn't recognize it until now, these are humans." He whisper