God Of Ice Novels & Stories

With a single burst of energy, the seven colors of lightning, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, turned into a lightning spear! The spear of thunder was not as large as he had imagined. It was of normal size, but it contained a terrifying aura that even the human form of ice and snow feared. This was the Demon God's real killing move. The Demon God's confidence came from this! The Demon God was too strong. The human figure of ice and snow pondered for a while and raised his hand to slap the ice sculpture. Buzz! The ice sculpture was shining and buzzing. Suddenly, the ice sculpture sank into the bronze mountain.

For an old grumpy man like him to admire someone, that person must be so amazing. "I'm not sure if you heard her name before but she was the Legendary Archmage who froze all the northern land of the West Continent, defeated thousands of armies just by herself, and made a terrible snowstorm in the middle of the month of Fire (July). She was entitled as The Ice Goddess and Hellen of the Iceland.” Wow! That was such a cool nickname and title. She must be pretty strong and powerful. And it wasn't a shock that I didn't know her because she was from the west continent, it was only natural.

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

To be able to freeze an opponent of similar strength, this is no usual ice magic spell! This was the fifth move of the 9-Dragon Roar from the Mystic Cyan Sect—The Roar of Ice Dragon Spirit.

“Pfauen, what is the cruelest punishment in heaven?” Pfauen looked at her, and hesitated for a long time before speaking: “I don't know, but I heard there is a punishment called ice and fire of hell. That is, the guilty gods will be pushed into hell, alternately subjected to the torture of ice and fire, until their bodies and souls are destroyed. The higher the magic power of the gods, the longer the suffering time and the more pain..." She remembered the God of Fire León de Fuego once said: “If I deceive you then I will have to endure the most painful punishment of the nine worlds.”

For the first time in my long existence, I pray to the Gods in hopes that one of them will keep my newfound love safe from my mother’s men. Just as my Raven clears the trees, my eyes are met with the sight of Ice, writhing around on the ground, fighting off the command that my mother has placed on him. Surprise overtakes me for a moment as I try to make sense of why Ice would be fighting so hard against my mother’s command to kill the wolf.

On top of that, his dragon-shaped eyes and dimples were too out of the box for even Renaissance artists - even modern ones - to think about. The attempt was paid with her life, or so as the rumors say that, the wine god punished her for trying to remove his existence. He was salvaged by his father, strapping him inside the flesh of his thigh until he was of the right month to escape as a tiny baby with chocolate brown eyes and deep dimples, his laugh echoing upon the four walls of the throne room. The flames on both sides of the room became brighter, and brighter, and brighter, only stopping after his laughter had receded. Only Hephaestus, the young, misshapen fire god, has peeked in secret

At this time, she could not afford to be careless at all. "Let Heaven's Gate withdraw from the Ice Plains! Come to the Realm of Adria." Ava sighed. This clan that had suddenly appeared was the Ice Soul Clan, an ancient clan just like the Yalans. Legend had it that the Yalans clan was the spokesperson of the Sea God, in possession of the power of the sea, and the Ice Soul Clan was also in possession of the power of the Innate Deity of Ice and Snow.

Claudia blinded by hatred and jealousy vowed to make her sister suffer until she begged for death. A month after the death of their mother both ladies went back to there normal lives even though they were not really over the death of their mother. One morning, when Miranda was busy signing documents her assistant Clara came in and told her that some one wanted to see her. "Who is it Clara?" "I do not know president,but he said it was important" " He?" Miranda asked " yes president" Clara answered . " Okay let him in." A few moments later,a tall handsome English man entered her office. His hazel eyes were very mesmerizing and his blonde hair was smartly trimmed. His lips were full and invitin

She did not know who God of War Is Here was, and she even did not know what he planned to do. If he was the same kind of person as Marcellus, she was going to suffer. Luckily, God of War Is Here was not like Marcellus. After a long silence, God of War Is Here sent his first comment. [Moon, please feel free to sing. Don’t be affected by anyone. I’ll protect you.] [Dang! Bro, you’re amazing!] [Pfft! Where’s Marcellus now? Didn’t he brag about being rich? Did he become deaf after a real bigwig showed up? Come out now!]