God Slayer Novels & Stories

his one slash move went to another level when he reach qi refining now he can use it as long distance. After checking his strength he sat down, in meditation position, and start practicing controlling qi for better understand.

The bloody very man who made my life a living hell. Hearing him laughing loudly, my blood boiled. Thinking, how life could be unfair for some of us. Yes, unfair. My name is Sebastian Darksky. I am a very popular singer. Concert organizers would pay anything to get me to sing on a stage for them. People loved me. To have a selfie with me, to see me upclose, the audience would pay whatever fare they had on tickets to my show. I was known as the most expensive singer in America. Organizers would beg my boss to get me on the stage. And my boss, he would tell them his price.

All of them were stunned! Darryl's power was extremely scary! Darry had not joined the New World? Had they misunderstood him? Abbess Mother Serendipity bit her lips tightly; she could not say a word. "Darryl." A cold voice was heard at that moment, and it had come from the New World's camp. It was Sloan. At that moment, Sloan wore armor, and she looked gorgeous! She had killed more than 10,000 people in that battle. Perhaps that was why she was named as the Warrior Goddess by the New World army! That was also why they respected and feared her!

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

one snarls, his boot slamming into my side. I can hear Quinn shouting still, struggling, fighting. “You fucking cowards!” he yells. “It took a group of you to jump one man? Let him go!” Another kick. My vision starts to blur at the edges. “You think you’re something, skating around, taking cock behind closed doors?” “Ryker’s little slut,” one hisses in my ear, dragging me back to my feet only to slam his fist into my stomach again. I double over, spitting blood, and they just laugh.

She does not allow Celeste to mingle with other people who do not belong to their status. "Quit befriending him. You don't want him to get hurt right?" Her imposing aura is dominating the living room. She immediately turned her back and left Celeste astounded. Celeste's mom is Wensly Simeon-Klatt. Wensly is the third among the Simeon's siblings. She married Dawson Klatt when she was only twenty-two because of an arranged marriage. The gorgeous matriarch of the Klatts is a strong-willed woman. She is vicious and sometimes hideous because she wanted her husband to be the most favored among the Klatts.

*** Sereia's POV *** The God-Slayer Engine was a terrifying anomaly in a world run on magic. As it fully booted in the center of the imperial plaza, my 100% root access threw a series of hollow, empty diagnostic logs across my vision. There were no streams of code to intercept. There were no runic firewalls to dismantle. The machine was a colossal clockwork monolith of pure primordial steel, its massive gears grinding together with a deafening, mechanical roar that shook the very foundation of the capital.

Willow stood back and began to absorb the essence of all the fallen Slendermen. His eyes flashed red as his hair tuned white. He felt the runes etched and tattooed on his body awakening. “First tier of the Blood Born: Blood Knight.” Immediately, a scarlet broadsword appeared in his hand. The Slenderman lunged at him, and he sidestepped it, slashing at its legs. As it fell to the ground, he changed his position, smashing his feet into the thing’s face.