God Of War Manhwa Novels & Stories

All the eyes that had been celebrating the victory of their younger generation turned to utter astonishment. "Ball of darkness, destroy the light!" "God-killing demon dragon fist!" "The fist of the immortal, the mountain destroyer!” Long Chen and Dark God appeared before the god of wind and the god of the spear. Swish… “Yo! Take this!” Tang Shu also joined the attack on the God of War, who was completely caught off guard because they hadn’t expected Long Chen to actually dare to attack directly.

“This legend speaks of the only power capable of opposing the primordial magic Lucen is using. Not ice techniques, not wind formations. But raw power, the power of the ‘God of War’.” Rayden stepped closer, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the carvings in the book. The word God of War felt so grand, so mythical, it bordered on unreal. “God of War? I’ve never heard of it.” “Of course not,” Arion replied. “Because it is not part of any known cultivation system. It is an anomaly, a power from an ancient era that predates all sects and clans. A power born from pure battle, not from meditation.”

She affirmed to the public "Miss Giovanni made a kind remark to that mysterious model." Tsu Lian entered the platform and joined in the conversation. "Hi! I'm Mr. Tsu Lian, CEO of Ning Stardom Company." "This model is called Miss Lin Zoe. She's a newbie model who has much potential if you want to hire her in your parades call our company." "Thank you, Mr. Tsu! This parade was an epic one. Stay tuned and don't forget to watch our news!" A journalist said after he finished streaming online Lin Zoe had got down from the stage. Still dressed in her robe she went to meet Shen. She was happy to find him and hugged him after greeting each other.

One of them took in a deep breath and shouted, "Where is the devil abyss! What is going on! Is it related to the Valley of God and Devil!" The moment Valley of God and Devil was heard, the square started a hubbub. It was rumored that the ancient war between the Immortals and Devils had almost led to the collapse of the six realms, thus creating some gaps. This Valley of God and Devil was one of the gaps between the human world and the devil. The consequences of it were imaginable. The crowd has already lost control, even someone amiable like Guyang Perfected Immortal felt the urge to slap the heck out of the man who just mentioned the Valley of God and Devil.

I just noticed now how stressed and exhausted he looks. He showed us the old boom that he was holding, "This is an old book from my ancestors, a diary that all witches used to have in the dark ages, but now has a limited copy as it becomes forbidden for how powerful the knowledge it holds." He opened the book and showed us the page where a sketch was displayed. "It states here that all Guardians are chosen by the Oracles, an order from the Moon Goddess. Oracles did follow what they were told." Really? If the Oracles are following orders from the Moon Goddess, then how come they were one of those who ended the Guardians as well when they should've helped them?

Beep, beep! Damon heaves a sigh of relief as the screen slowly loads up. Meaning, the other primordial god is on the line. Yeojoon immediately glides his chair closer beside Damon, who was on a stool, and waited to see who the god was so he can get actual answers. If his hunch is right, this is the god's doings since it is in his power to control dreams and manipulate reality after all.

I said as I pointed with the gesture of my hand towards the thunder-blasting bloke with a brazen glint and mocking smirk on my lips. ”… the mighty ruler of Olympus and Elysian Fields, the God of all Gods” mockery aimed at bastard evident in every syllable “…had found himself in a bit of pickle with God of War recently, and thus at the mercy of the God of Chaos, the master of all things unpredictable and wild. My dear cousin Nepenthern here asked for protection and had decided to give me the hand of his lovely daughter Noosha as a token of his appreciation and gratitude.” I heard the sound of his teeth clenching as I spoke.

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

What was he waiting for? In a split second, a fire-wielding hound sprang at us! Dan grabbed my arm and lurched right to avoid its attack. By now, I knew who he was: Alpha Ambrose’s brother, Argos. An earth-shattering cry filled the air as he snapped his jaws around Mike’s flank! Dan watched his trusted guard fall to the ground with a thud! I panicked, my soul screaming for help. I tried to establish a mind link with Felixe! We were losing! All my fighting skills were nothing compared to these fire-wielding beasts. In no time, they would get to me! I didn’t want to die! I prayed to the Moon Goddess for help! Only she could help us now!

"You said you were going to dump me and Piper into the river, so I'll give you that chance right now. Do you even have the guts to do that?" Gunthar was livid when he heard that. With a furious backhand, he knocked Jude unconscious on the spot. "The audacity!" he snapped. "What makes you think you can do whatever you want in Hyporion? Someone, cuff him up!" Guards rushed in and dragged Jude away like a slaughtered hog. Watching his limp body being hauled off brought me no joy, only a deep, sickening disgust. Gunthar then turned to the stunned Velda and laughed coldly. "Have you forgotten, Ms. Mercer? Sentinel Group would still be nothing but a hollow shell drowning in debt without Callan's h