روايات وقصص ضمن God Tests His Strongest Soldiers

"No, he'll be too busy, so he might not be able to come over. However, he'll get one of the war gods to come over. He said that the four of them have made a breakthrough to warrior emperor. They'll have no problems killing Severin." Owen breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad to hear that. Any warrior emperor will be able to win against a level nine warrior king, even if that warrior emperor is only at level one. There's no doubt that a strong warrior emperor is as strong as seven or eight level nine warrior kings. Though there doesn't seem to be much difference in terms of strength, there's one thing separating the war gods from Severin—combat experience. All the war gods are incredibly exper

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

“God of War! Please don't kill us!” Zion Mercenaries consisted of mostly retired soldiers from Glowmoss Foreign Legion. Glowmoss Foreign Legion was also one of the five countries that joined the coalition to wage war against Arcadia. They knew better than anyone how terrifying the God of War was. The man was as powerful as God himself and the horror of facing him was branded in the deepest part of their soul. The only enemy standing was Ezekiel. His soul left his body, leaving him petrified on the spot.

exclaimed someone. The soldiers, each with the combat power equivalent to Special Graders, numbered in the hundreds. Guided by nine God Grade generals, they swarmed their target from all directions, a force formidable enough to repel an entire country. Logan ascended higher into the air with a composed expression. Nine flying swords emerged from his Bio Subdimension, swiftly reducing the army to ethereal wisps. "Is this sword formation your trump card? Your strength is evident. That's why you're so confident," Azi remarked with a hint of remorse. "Alas, you should not have opposed me."

Eluvene said. Galian looked at the Dark Mage. “Betraying our God?” Eluvene shrugged. “I am loyal only to myself!” Orcs and mercenaries went to Godefray, surrounding him. Battle axes were in their hands, and Godefray tried to grab one. An Orc punched Godefray, and he fell on his back but rose fast. His knees were shaking, and blood was coming out of his nose, but tried to grab another battle ax. Powerful hands shoved Godefray. His back bumped into a mercenary. The Paladin spun on his heels and the mercenary hit him in the stomach. Another hit him in the back, throwing Godefray to the ground.

Although he didn’t use much damage under the armor-piercing state, all the other teammates’ damage when fighting the Boss was twice as much. Lucifer: “God of fight, use your best kill directly.” Ailina’s POV: God of Fight carried the sword up and held it for a long time without letting it down. Ailina looked at it and her lips twitched. This child was not a fool, was he?

“Andrius Moonshade’s arrogance has finally gotten him killed! This is great! Hahahaha!” His laughter echoed across the spacious grand hall. The Second War God stood next to Register and laughed, too. After laughing for a while, Registus calmed down and said, “Conrad Gibbs. As the First War God, I believe his physical strength is off the charts. I think it will be great if we can use his dead body and turn him into an insect soldier.” The Second War God echoed with a grin, “Your Majesty, I have the same idea as well. We can use Conrad Gibbs’ body to create an unprecedented insect soldier and he will be the strongest!”

It was a direct contest of strength and explosive physical power. Andrew's hair whipped wildly in the raging currents of energy. Godslayer crashed down on Garal in a three-strike combo, and each blow was heavier than the last. By the third strike, the massive blade of Godslayer was already flowing with scorching light. Nonetheless, Garal was no ordinary opponent. He was nothing like the City of Hope's lord and those of his kind. As a key territorial commander of the Ludendorff family, he possessed true martial god level strength.

"As per your punishment, I have tended to the goats for a month. Today is the last day. What should I do next?" "You can start harvesting the wheat next." "That's my job, sir! What am I supposed to do if Ajax takes over?" Donald Ingleson, Cherony's minister of defense, asked with a pitiful expression. "You can be in charge of cleaning up the dung." "You got it, sir." Gideon had only taken a few more steps when someone approached him and reported, "Sir! Justin Mugler, the military commander of Magaria, and Paul Hodge, the King of Destruction, are fighting!"

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.