Gods 9 Novels & Stories

He was very satisfied with Philip’s attitude. “Let me tell you about the god position now.” Holy Polo became serious. The curiosity in Philip's eyes also became more intense. He had always heard about this but was never able to figure it out. “According to the categorization of the Starfall Continent, a person's strength should be from one to nine stars, followed by the pseudo holy tier, holy tier, and god tier. “I won’t talk about the others, just about the god tier.” Holy Polo took a deep breath.

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

Elia’s eyes fluttered toward her, desperate but lost. “Lucien is the God of War,” the healer said, each word deliberate and powerful. “Yes! But he does not kill his own people.” Her thumbs pressed against the back of Elia’s trembling hands. “He protects them.” Elia’s breathing was still fast… too fast, ragged, shallow, dangerously close to spiraling. Her chest heaved like she was dying on a dry land. But the healer didn’t let her look away. Her hands tightened around Elia’s trembling fingers, anchoring her with sheer will.

And the sword held by hai he is one of the spiritual tool, spiritual sword. Spiritual tool is divided into nine levels based on the spiritual energy within. With the highest level 1 and level 9. Of course, the eastern continent doesn't have a top-level spiritual tool, even the four continents don't necessarily have one. At the very highest they only have a class 6 spiritual tool. "Having the confidence to remove the spiritual sword level 1, you really don't understand" xiao long said, he underestimated it because the sword was only a spiritual class 1 sword.

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?

Flaming Qilin said, "What are the Western gods in charge of? Is there any other god besides the God of War Ares?" A proud look appeared on Thomas' face, and he said, "Three gods have awakened in the West now. They are the God of War, Ares, the God of the Ocean, Poseidon, and the God of the Sun, Apollo." "How many gods do you have?" Flaming Qilin asked. "We have a total of twelve gods," Thomas said. "How high is their cultivation?" Yan Wushuang asked. Thomas placed his hands below his left and right shoulders, and said devoutly, "Gods are undefeatable. They are the rulers of this world. They cannot be measured by cultivation levels."

What is she saying. “Gods don’t get mates, human.. We choose our partners.” Destiny responds, her eyes on the god seated close to her. The human stands on her feet as she begins to count, ignoring Destiny. “Who am I going to choose… oh yeah, you!” She then points to a god, the one who invited everyone here. A smile is plastered on the human's face.

Her mind still conflicted upon going back or not to the real. The situation of the realm was tight. The Grand Arch Wizard was already threatening the Gates of the Realm of Heaven so the Supreme Being Gaeara has ordered all the gods and goddesses to give out the blessings in their respective continents and come back to the realm. The enemy was already making a weapon that could destroy gods, he was a being whose ambition surpasses the clouds in the sky, even reaching the domain of gods.

"I'm not very good with Sins." "I only brought along a few of my brothers and my sister," Shinee says. There are seven of them in total, with four already standing in the room with me. I don't know where Damon fits in with all the immortals, but I doubt he is very important. "Ira, Astro and Cian." The names spark back memories of them. I don't mind Cian so much. I like his honesty and how forthcoming he is. Of course, I would never invest my trust in him, but he's one of the more normal ones that I've come across.