God Of Poison Novels & Stories

LIGHT-LEVIN GOD SLASH! *Then taso cuts the right arm of faceless and faceless was angry* You dare cut my arm, why you! ANTI-GOD FACELESS BLACKMORE! Shit! I can't stop that, even with all the techniques combined! I don't have a choice, I'll use my trump card for now, HA! ELEMENTAL GOD FRAGMENT ACTIVATE LET ME USE YOU PITON! *Then all kinds of elements appeared at taso floating beside him for example fire, water, dirt, light, dark and more*

The anger in me boiled and I could feel my body vibrate. “Who gave the order?” I questioned as flashes of the ugliest scene I had ever seen flashed before my eyes. Like what sort of monster kills a suckling baby? “The Italian Mafia Don, he goes by the name Ghost and that is because no one has been able to detect who he is” “I am going to kill him, and all that he holds dears. If I meet him dead, I will dig up his corpse and kill him again” I said, in rage. “You have to be careful so as not to blow your cover, word on the street says that he has trigger happy fingers. He shows no mercy to anyone who crosses him”

He pointed at the Devil Sealed Mirror beside him and said, "This mirror was stained with the Divinity Dissipation Powder before. You should have heard of such a poison before." The Nine Heaven Emperor was completely stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. It was said that Divinity Dissipation Powder was a highly toxic poison that could only be cast by fiends. Tens of thousands of years ago, during the Great War between the Gods and fiends, the fiends had used the Divinity Dissipation Powder and causing many powerful warriors in the Godly Region to perish. It was said that the Divinity Dissipation Powder was colorless and tasteless. As long as you inhaled it, you would feel weak all ov

"Hahaha… Fool! Did you really think I'd use the same trick twice?" His laughter grew even more deranged. "That wasn't just any bomb. That was a poison pellet specifically designed to kill martial god-level warriors. Even a martial god-tier beast would melt into a puddle of flesh after ingesting it! "So, take my advice—surrender now. If not, the poison will take full effect within 30 minutes!" Chase's gaze sharpened, his pupils narrowing into needle-like slits. A poison strong enough to threaten martial god-level beings…

“Your friend drugged you and you thought it was funny?” So, I wasn’t the only one that needed therapy. Why did I find that comforting? Man, what was that saying again? Oh, right. Misery loves company. “Hemlock is the god of poison. It’s what he does.” He said in lieu of explanation. “Mm, right. We’ll circle back around to that later. Who is Aranea?” Azrael’s sloped nose wrinkled. “Goddess of arachnids, and before you say anything about her, she has spies everywhere. I speak from experience when I say you do not want to be on her bad side.”

“You will live five hundred deaths repeatedly, and when you eventually pass on, your soul will not be allowed into Xamnir’s, or Kai’s, plain. You’ll be sent to the firepit as a slave of Raerin, God of the Underworld and father of the Wolf Goddess, Tiarin.” I knew it came with a catch, and why wouldn’t it? This is a powerful weapon and can kill any supernatural creature, even a God. So what exactly did I expect? “I’ll do it; I’ll kill Stefan,” I say, looking over at my brother, who seems shell shocked. “Kon-”

AUSTIN. It was the call I had been expecting,dreading, craving. The grand apology. The orchestrated symphony of regret. Eleanor’s cold prophecy echoed in my head: "He will come. And it will sound more real than ever before." But now, a new, fiery thought crossed my mind. I could answer his call. I could let his voice wash over me. I could say, "It okay, I have forgiven you.” I could use my forgiveness as weapon to shame Eleanor. The temptation was a sweet, sharp venom. I could become the grenade thrown into the heart of her perfect dynasty.

He chuckles sadly and looks away. "No, Christopher. There isn't anything wrong with your life." I instantly oppose and wait for him to look back at me. "I am sorry for not trying to understand this before," I say to him softly. "It's not your fault." His face turns gloomy as he states in a straight voice. "I am the one to be blamed for all this. I have never done any good in my life, Nicole. I have always done wrong to people. Ruined families by supplying poison in the form of drugs, exporting killing weapons, and slaughtering people." Unblended agony seems to drizzle in his voice as he says. "This is karma, Cole. This is my life...I am suffering for my own deeds." His lips purse into a thin

] Eden inquired. He wasn't optimistic. Warrior poisons were strictly regulated by Dragoria, and research or production of such substances was punishable by immediate execution. Few dared to delve into such dangerous territory. [The lowest level,] came the reply. Eden scoffed disdainfully. ‘They dare offer me low-grade substances? Do they think I’m a fool?’ But before he could dismiss the offer, the other party added, [It can be used on a deceased level-nine powerhouse, causing them to mutate into a level-nine monster. The toxin will then run through their veins.]

I nodded to him and walked toward the dining area. I looked at the table and a small bottle caught my attention. It's shining, and it's blue. I saw how Gayle immediately took it and hid it in his pocket. "My bad, my medicine got stuck here." His medicine? Ts Just say it you bitch, I might be dumb but I'm not that stupid to not recognize that. That's a freaking poison! That is part of what Psalm taught us. About poisons. And that one is the poison of asthenia. It's a poison that makes a person weak! This snake! Does he still plan to poison Saint?