God Slayer Novels & Stories

The moment he took out the sword, the surrounding air temperature suddenly dropped, and an extremely dangerous aura enveloped Alex. Donovan said, “Brat, this sword of mine is called the God Slayer. It can even kill deities. But, once the sword is unleashed, it must consume blood, and all the people hit by the sword will be dead. So, I’m giving you one last chance. Put down the sword in your hand, kneel, and surrender yourself.” Alex was expressionless. “How despicable! It’s despicable, just your character. It’s no wonder that Ynes Larkin didn’t want you but bugged me at all cost instead. It turned out that she’s sick of you being too despicable!”

He whispers to me, "I'm just following your lead," I answer in the same tone as him, we are interrupted by the breaking of the glass door, I jump a foot in the air as the man who opened the door for me earlier drops in front of us with a thud, his body is bruised. I peer up at my mate but his glare goes beyond the broken glass and a dozen men appear, hunters, commonly known as slayers.

she suggested. "Sure," I said, shrugging. I pulled on something casual, not overthinking it, and we headed for the door. But just as we were about to leave, that Devil spoke. "You can't leave." "Why not?" Silver barked at him. "Because I said so." he said with flared nose and red eyes. He had been drinking, I could smell the scent left on him and with that he left. "Guess we will just order and stay in." "Sure."

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

Dylan. Okay, so this is the most fun I’ve had in a long time with these guys. Yeah, they killed my dad, I mean that’s not great, even if I didn’t really like him that much, he did some really awful shit to these people, but he was still my dad. I can understand why it had to happen, plus it all led me to my cute little fairy doll. It does sting though. I’ve heard everyone here calling her ‘Slayer’, which I thought was a bit of an odd name, especially for a fairy, but after to talking to Jordan for a bit I’ve learned that her name is Layah. They call her slayer because she’s ruthless on the battlefield and she’s saved everyone’s life here at least once or twice and has the highest body count

However, in the higher dimensions, they were deceived by a female assassin from the Dragon Slayer Organization named Iselin and were ultimately killed by the combined efforts of the organization. The Dragon Slayer Organization was unaware of the unique nature of Orkot and believed he was dead. But in reality, Orkot and Orkus, being embodiments of light and dark, transcended typical concepts of life and death. When someone from the light dimension died, their soul would naturally be transferred to the dark dimension, and vice versa.

They looked at each other and the shadow said, "I wanted to tell you when you returned to the Dragon Gate. Since you already know, I'll tell you at the same time." East Emperor nodded, took over the conversation, thought for a while, and said, "The hidden old monsters of all the major forces in the world know about Godslayer Domain, and every time they open the other side, it will be a very cruel killing and choice. If you want to get any opportunity, you have to step on the blood and flesh of countless warriors to get it." "Not bad."

Killian roared. He swung the blade. The impact was entirely silent. In the vacuum of the Deep Void, the conceptual edge of the singularity-infused sword met the Architect’s cosmic jaw. For a microsecond, reality simply froze. Then, the universe tore open. The God-Slayer didn't just cut the physical manifestation; it severed the Architect's connection to the Convergence. A massive, blinding rift of golden fire and pitch-black entropy erupted across the entire cosmic canopy. The Architect screamed. It was a sound of ultimate, unimaginable agony that shattered the fossilized planets on the horizon. The millions of blue eyes began to violently imploding, raining thick, acidic black blood down up

“And all of you I suspect are familiar with the Archer Legacy. The legendary Archer bloodline that was chosen has to slay the vampiress--” “But through the daughters of the Archer bloodline.” Calyx gulped when she realized who spoke. It was Theodavian. She looked at him and nodded her head. He nodded and continued: “Yes, we’re familiar with the Archer Legacy. It’s also now been prophesized that the Slayer is a part of the Chosen Ones’ prophecy made by the great Shayla Seer.” “I-I am aware of that,” she stammered. She flushed at her stammering and bit her bottom lip as she looked at her old friends.

A young pup in the back of the hall began to cry. "We cannot wait for him to wake," I said. "We cannot hide behind walls and hope he passes us by. We cannot pray that he chooses another pack, another territory, another bloodline. He will not. He will come for us because we are the ones who defeated him. We are the ones who bound him in the ice. We are the ones who killed his army and freed his slaves. We are the ones he hates most in all the world." I raised the Kingslayer. The symbols flickered, then blazed—gold and silver, bright as the sun, pushing back the shadows in the corners of the hall.