Novel & Cerita Godly Warrior

William corrected. The man who still earned the nickname "The Strongest God of War" didn't like the idea of people misunderstanding Riley. He still wanted his son to be known as one of those soldiers who wouldn't kill his opponent. That would make him a prouder father. According to him, the mistakes he had made in the past should not be made by Riley. He was once known as the "God of Death" because of his great killing ability, but then he turned into a general who was able to defeat enemies without killing them.

"After that, he kicked me out of his house wearing nothing but my own skin. He told me if I ever came near his territory again, he would kill me." "But you're a Blessed Warrior. Not a rogue." I referred to her families lineage. The Goddess's blessed warriors. Her army of wolves. Known for their combat abilities. Their skill on the battle field. They were known as the perfect wolves. "What kind of stupid moron wouldn't want a Blessed Warrior to rule a pack?"

Alongside the young king were four experienced marshals, Zane Ryder, Aiden Cole, Elias Dawnfire, and Lucius Blackwood, who achieved resounding victories and were invincible. Zane Ryder, the chief marshal, was known as the “Divine General” of the Kingdom of Helios. With his imposing presence and unparalleled martial prowess, Zane Ryder had saved the nation from peril many times. In the battle at Plainsgate, when the enemy surged in like a torrent, Zane Ryder led an elite force, broke through the encirclement, and annihilated over a thousand enemy soldiers in a single night. This victory secured the western borders of the Kingdom of Helios and defeated the enemy, reclaiming Plainsgate.

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!

He stared at Liam in disbelief, trying to mince his words. A Military King was already among the most feared warriors to walk this earth, so what could be more powerful than that? Could he possibly be… a God of War? Dylan's jaw dropped, and horror was now etched on his face as he shrieked, "You…you're a God of War?" Dylan knew full well what this meant. A Military King was already one of the most formidable warriors to ever exist, but even then, they were nothing to the God of Wars, who possessed such Herculean powers that one could not even begin to imagine what they were capable of.

And then, a figure stepped out of the flames. It wasn't a wolf. It wasn't a man. It was a warrior clad in silver armor that looked like it was made of frozen moonlight. He held a spear that hummed with a sound that made my dragon soul recoil in pure pain. He didn't look at the wolves. He didn't look at Silas. He looked straight at me. "The Goddess was right," the warrior said, his voice sounding like grinding metal. "The parasite has returned. It’s time to finish what we started a thousand years ago."

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.

“My name is Azrael. I am the Alpha of the Moon Goddess White Moon’s warriors.” Oh, dear Goddess! So this is the legendary White Moon’s warrior called Azrael. Marcus looked at Azrael as he said, ”It is truly an honor to meet you as we all heard so many stories about you and your warriors how you freed the lands from tyrants and brought peace to us all.” Azrael silently nodded his head as he kept his eyes on him, watching him carefully.

He smiled evilly with disdain all over his face. The God of War was angry. "God of War, Hadith has made a great contribution this time. If we can break through the great formation outside the star spirit and cultivate into divine bodies, we should all thank Hadith," the God of the Ocean said as he shot a meaningful glance at the God of War. "I believe in Hadith. No matter what, he is a Westerner. He will definitely not lie to us," the God of the Sun said with a smile. "Hadith, I also trust you," the God of the Ocean said.

I didn't tell them when they were going to attack, I planned on surprising them, matching my armies far into the Kingdom. By the time they would know, we are already far ahead, having the upper hand. Dante had returned as he promised. He was the only one who knew of my attack. I had been able to unlock my wolf which made me heal before people gather and before they could see Dante. "We are making progress," he said, joining me at the stand. "We are getting there," I muttered. "You never accept praise," he complained. "Not until the job is done," I tell him. "You have seized a lot of packs and some have volunteered to join us, that's achievable," he commented.