God Of Destruction Greek の小説・ストーリー

Someone whom believed himself invincible. Well I knew he was not. Before we rode to find Alicia, Adras had finally broken the stubborn which. There was a weapon that could doom him. 'I´ll make him pay. For all he has done.' The god turned to face me looking mockingly at me and strode forward. "What day will your power ever exceed mine?!" the god laughed smugly replying to my thoughts. "The day will come, mark my word," I threatened back at him growling with bared fangs.

Declan was now standing while Logan dropped to his knees with blood escaping the torn part of his face. Logan's men were slowly winning over Declan's but Declan couldn't let that happen Declan removed and sheath his sword and he ran heading to the most abominable place. Tharros's cage. He was caged behind a wall far, far the Werewolfs kingdom and when he approached. "O Tharros, God of Destruction, I beseech you and request that you come and destroy my enemies... I promise to do whatever you wish" Declan said.

It was small like him, standing between the baby and Sofia, and he pointed at himself. "You're part of it too," Catalina said. "Three generations. Sofia, you and me, and my baby. That's what they want. That's the prophecy." Gabriel's eyes filled with tears. He nodded. Then he drew one more thing. A circle around all three figures. And outside the circle, he drew symbols that looked like the ones carved into the walls. A prison or a binding. The three of them together would create something powerful. Or be trapped by something powerful.

Chapter 80: Then There Was Nothing --Drake-- “Fuck! Demi no!” What the hell is she doing? There’s no way Demi can fight against this son of a bitch. He’s way stronger than I anticipated. They don’t call him the God of War for no reason. I am dead tired. I’m blaming it on being out of the game for twenty years or so. I can’t let my fatigue stop me. I have to keep pushing. I can’t let anything happen to Demi.

I raised my head to look up to see the goddess facing the god of destruction head on and from the look on his face, he was scared? The god of destruction's expression flickered between anger and feigned amusement, his dark eyes narrowing at the radiant figure before him. The goddess stood tall, unfazed by his presence, her very being emanating a power that seemed to press against the fiery air of the realm. “You were going to let them leave?” The goddess asked, her voice was calm but there was an underlying annoyed tone. The god of destruction let out a deep, dark chuckle, though the amusement didn't quite reach his eyes. “But of course. I was going to let them leave.”

"The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power." "You want me to potentially kill myself?" "We want you to prevent us from becoming what we fight." Destruction tilted its head—my head—considering. "I would be executioner of my own aspects?" "You would be guardian of reality's freedom. The final check against our corruption." "And if I corrupt? Who destroys Destruction?" "You can't corrupt," the goddess said with terrible certainty. "You have no ambition, no desire, no hunger for power. You exist only to unmake what shouldn't be. That's why the split created you—reality's antibody against singular divinity."

She pauses, taking a deep breath. “Absalom consorted with Nyx, the Goddess of the night, seeking to create an eternal night for his children. He nearly managed it too. Thus, the thousand-year war began. Gods against Gods. You would think that with Zeus, Selene and Helios as one, they would win easily. But that wasn’t the case. Absalom enlisted the help of Hades, who happily went against his brother Zeus. Hades unleashed monstrous beasts upon us. He also had Enyo, the Goddess of destruction, at his side. And, of course, Nyx, if the world was eternal night, she would be all powerful. Why wouldn’t she help him?” Again, she pauses.

“That actually might be a better idea.” “Who is that?” Caleb asked. “Achilles was a hero in the Trojan War, but now he works for Hades in Tartarus.” I answered since I realized there was a lot about the Gods that Caleb didn’t know. When I looked into my connection with the Gods, most of it had been after Caleb disappeared. I made a mental note to discuss the history of the Greek Gods with Caleb when we weren’t trying to escape death. “If he is working for Hades, what makes you think he will go against Hades and help us take the Scepter?” Caleb’s brow furrowed.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.

18 GREEK WARS "John...John...John.." a voice heard recently echoed as an underlaid voice fashioned to the scene from the background. As John was seen standing in the midst of darkness and a single source of light reflecting down on him, Ephialtes stepped into the circumferential zone of the light. "The acclaimed Celestial, the driver of destruction, chaos and doom. The one who rides upon and commands an Apocalypse by his fingertips. The beholder of the bright--eye--striking and extremely powerful spark. The spark of cataclysm."