God Of Speed Novels & Stories

Even with a weight of five hundred kilograms, his speed was still faster than those who were not carrying loads. It was hard to imagine how swift Thomas could be without carrying any weight. This training had very high requirements for strength, skills, and speed. If he had speed but no strength, he could not walk; if he had strength but not speed, he would be very slow; if he had speed and strength but did not know the techniques required, he would embarrass himself. Thomas combined all three elements perfectly, so he was incredibly fast. He showed everyone what was the real God of War! This time, it was Shawn’s turn to be embarrassed.

The speed of 270, very casually left a crowd of racers far behind! The crowd watching in front of the big screen dared not believe it. "Reclining Slot! Actually... actually surpassed me nine gods! " "The Nine Gods may be hiding strength, don't be anxious." "Well, where did this God come from? It's like that!" "Rest assured, my Nine Gods for a moment the curve overdrive, absolutely kill him in seconds!" “……” Just finished, the red sports car on the screen a neat curve beyond! The last one is beyond everyone's unexpected drift!

Gods in Heaven, how could this young brat be so fast? Swoosh! The Lord of the Sanctuary unleashed his full speed: Mach 2.0, and shot as quickly as he could, leaving blurs of afterimages in his wake. Chu Xun chuckled, putting on his top speed as well. With his speed of Mach 2.5, he easily caught up to Yue Fandie no matter how the elderly man escaped. The crowd of onlookers witnessing the duel could hardly believe their eyes. The Lord of the Sanctuary was being chased down by a man with his stick like some jackrabbit trying desperately to flee.

He saved a man from the mafia near death and brought him to his home only to be rewarded with a bullet to the head. "So what if that shitty God gave me a special ability? Did he really think Godfather High School was a place for mafia heirs to learn their ABCs? What good will 'superspeed learning' do for me? Even if my photographic memory remembers the map of this death game arena, it's useless if I cannot win."

Gunthar's thunderous shout scared Jude half to death. As he raised his trembling hand, the pathetic sight reminded me of the drug traffickers Talon Unit used to corner at the borders ten years ago. Gunthar grabbed him by the collar and pointed at the plaque. "Open your damn eyes and take a good look. Who the hell gave you the nerve to tear down a First-Class Meritorious Hero's family home?" Jude had wet his pants from fright. He dropped to his knees, and his words tumbled over each other. "I-I didn't know! If I'd known, I wouldn't have dared touch him, not even in a million years!"

"Command me to stop." The offer hung in the air between them—salvation and damnation wrapped in the same quietly spoken words. Caelum opened his mouth, summoning every ounce of will he possessed to form the rejection that would end this madness. Instead, what emerged was a broken sob of pure need, the drugs stripping away his last defenses. Velis's smile was triumphant and tender in equal measure. "That's what I thought," he murmured, and then his mouth was moving lower, tracing patterns across Caelum's chest and stomach that left trails of fire in their wake.

"The steam is just the symptom. The engine is at the bottom of the ocean." I looked at Torin. The Lunar Vanguard possessed the unadulterated speed of the void. He was immune to earthly friction. "General," I said, a dark, brilliant smile crossing my exhausted face. "How fast can you run on water?"

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

Atarah tried to move but Amon stopped her by griping her hand. "What do you intend to do?" He asked her wondered if she was going to fight them. "Well, we have to do something." That was all she said and Amon sighed. "You should probably head back and contact some scouts or guardians, they will know what to do. I can stop them easily, they are humans after all." He sounded confident in abilities, he was lightning wolf which was by far the fastest wolves blessed by the goddess of the moon. Atarah glanced at both Amon and the black figure alternatively for a moment before nodding her head.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone