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I gazed quietly at his handsome, unconscious face, unable to name the feeling in my heart. Before he left, the priest had told me that he had run into Aresios while carrying the apprentice and running for his life. When the God of War heard that I had gone back into the chaos rift, he had immediately torn through the storm and pursued me without a second thought. But because a god's power is suppressed by the laws of the mortal realm, he had searched several wrong mountains in the mist before finally locating me. By the time he found me, his divine body was already riddled with wounds from the chaos storm, a trail of golden ichor marking his path. His only thought was to get to me, to protec

She notices something moving in the pressbox across from them, noticing figures occupy it. Theo catches her eye from inside, standing beside a giant man, with eyes as stern and stormy as his. They're an intense blue just like a ghost of Theo's. His hairs long and white with a golden crown pushing it away from his face. He's a hulk of a man. She feels the weight of those eyes when they cut to her, feeling intense pressure. The shivers are back and nearly make her crumble. She sees another god standing to the left of him and feels Damon stiffen next to her. She notices he's watching the figure beside who she knows to be Zeus and Theo.

Behind them, Tarron Vale smoldered. Ahead of them, the kingdom waited—uneasy, shaken, and only just beginning to understand that this war was not over. Not even close. Nathan felt it first— that unmistakable pull humming along the half-completed bond like a plucked wire. Damian was close. Too close. Close enough that Nathan’s pulse stuttered in his throat without permission. He stepped out of the war room where he’d been reviewing border defenses with Ivy and Maria. The night air was cold, sharp, and familiar—Cross air had always tasted like iron and truth—and through it, Nathan felt the approaching presence sweep over the land like a dark tide.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

The silence finally broke and chaos reigned as Zeus called out. “Attack!” And the war began… With loud battle cries and roars of rage, both sides started to run towards each other. I saw bolts of thunder flying around me and realized that the King of Gods had already started his attacks. I saw Artemis shooting arrows after arrows with her Elite warriors on her sides. The God of war, Ares, was in the lead, creating bloodshed and destruction wherever he went.

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

exceptionally nice to her, how could such a god be hiding from her now that she had became what she wanted her to become, and would not had came that far without Laalu Ogirioko, he was the only god who can cross dimensions to get The water goddess messages across to her, the only being who ever visited her there, he handed over the Ado to her, why would he start a campaign about her after going through such stress to making her become a successful avenger of the sea and land, after making her escaped Luku when he was yet an enemy, she would have said Opolopo was wrong, but no, she knew a god like Opolopo was an accurate god and would not be mistaken, Opolopo continued speaking " when I met

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

At this moment, Ding Hao was simply like an omnipotent lord of the ages. The Sea God roared angrily. He brandished the trident, hacking apart streak after streak of runes and divine chains. However, there were too many divine chains and runes, which filled the void and could not be completely cut off. They were partly hidden and partly visible in the void. In the end, they wrapped around his body layer by layer and wrapped around the black mist, as if they were refining it. Wisps of black mist tactical deployment and the black light kept melting and gradually became thinner as the figure inside could be seen.

Moving towards the north of the troops were the archers who moved behind boulders and other obstacles previously set up by lower-ranking soldiers where they will shoot burning arrows at them thereby slowing down the enemy army. Octavius looked up and with the powers given to him by Ashterah he saw the war goddess rise above the entire army, her golden quiver slung over her shoulder to her back filled with golden arrows, her golden bow was set firmly in her hands. Beside her was her half-brother Nukis god of destruction ready with his thunderbolts, a power given to him by his father Robos; Horoda, goddess, and ruler of powers under the earth with her golem army set to rain heavy blows on the