God Of War Hail To The King Novels & Stories

Tall, clad in armor of fire, eyes burning like two stars born from the void. The spirit of the first God of War. He stared at Rayden for a long moment, then smiled faintly. “You have surpassed the boundary of blood, Rayden Kalesvara Duskar.” “But remember, the blood of Gods is an endless fire. If not guarded, it will burn your world.” Rayden met his gaze, calm but sharp. “Then let this fire become light for those still fighting.” The god was silent for a moment, before his voice softened. “You speak like him.”

The warriors who had attacked them moments ago knelt. Every single one of them dropped to one knee, heads bowed in reverence—or fear. Elior’s fingers clenched around the Veilblade’s hilt. He didn’t kneel. He would never kneel. The First King’s head tilted slightly, as if considering him. When he spoke, his voice was like shattered glass and whispers of the dead. “Harbinger.” Elior stood his ground. “You know who I am.” A long silence stretched. Then—laughter.

"Reminds me of one thing. Once I become king, we need to change this hymn." Smiling back at her, he began to admire the arena where he would soon fight and from where the singers left after finishing their songs. Despite how large it was, and how far from the terrain he was, he had no trouble seeing what was happening, and it wasn't thanks to his super senses, but rather a beautiful piece of technology. Four huge holographic screens floating in the sky and transmitting all the events happening on the ground. It was truly a beautiful display of magical technology and from what he knew this was just some discarded toy of the angels.

Legends also stated that it possesses the spirit of the God of War, Ares that makes it so much powerful. “This is the extent of my help.” He said “This is such a precious thing to hand me. Are you sure it’s just right to give me this?” He’s still hesitant to receive such grace “Yes. I know that my sword is in good hands” he simply said and smiled “From today on, you’ll be taking place on this world. This will be your new home.” He added as he handed him the ring and the sword

He casts a loving look in his wife’s direction. One of the other Gods steps forward, placing his right hand over his heart, giving Jamari a slight bow. “I am Set, better known as the God of War.” He tells her, mischief dancing in his eyes. “As you can imagine, this is a very exciting time for me.” He winks at Jamari, lifting his body from his bow. My mother rolls her eyes from behind him.

If you resist, your divine bones will be destroyed, and you will be cast from the Starfall Spire. As he finished speaking, two squads of celestial soldiers stepped forward. No matter how glorious the two men had once been, they no longer dared to resist. They cast one final look at us before leaving. Azena and I held each other's hands tightly, feeling finally truly at peace. Our previous lives were worse than a nightmare. After Guerrian and Dexaldir's sentence, Azena took over the God of War position, becoming the only Goddess of War of the Celestial Skies.

I grabbed the straps of my chest plate, my hands moving with frantic, aggressive speed as I began stripping off my heavy ceremonial armor right in the middle of the war room. "I am going with you," I told the rogue, tossing my iron gauntlets onto the massive wooden table. They hit the wood with a deafening crash. "We will tear the stone apart with our bare hands. We will rip the foundation of this castle out from the roots until we find that text." "Pardon me my lord, You absolutely will not." The voice did not come from Kaelen. It came from Gaius. I snapped my head toward the old healer. My golden eyes flared with a catastrophic, murderous warning. My Warlord aura flooded the room, heavy en

It was distant. A single, gutteral growl escaped his throat—a sound that shook the very foundations of the mountain. Mine. He didn't look for a way out. He began to walk through the stone, the obsidian melting before him. The God of War was gone. The Shadow King had risen. And he was coming for his Queen.

“Its okay Megan, Halturian knows what he's s doing.” The Palace erupts in fights as Jalabs army try to overpower the Halturian army, but the Kings army is vast, and Jalabs soldiers are soon destroyed. King Halturian and Prince Galan stride towards Jalab. I stand transfixed as they change into a massive ball of ice-cold silver and blue, Halturian grins as he shouts out. “You are not the only God to walks these Planets Jalab, You may be the God of Evil, but we are the Gods of good.”

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.