Gods Of Oblivion Novels & Stories

Then, Xiao Long took out three brushes and poured two bottles of Demonic Beast Blood into a larger container. “Alright, let's start the operation of breaking through it” Xiao Long grabbed one of the brushes and dipped it into the container containing the Demonic Beast Blood. He began to draw something with the brush that was covered in Demonic Beast Blood. Xiao Long planned to break through to the Core Formation Realm by using a formation. Of course, it wasn't a simple formation. This formation would allow him to absorb a number of resource materials simultaneously. Not only that, this formation could also absorb almost all the energy in each resource material placed in the formation. In the

“Yes, child. What you see is not an illusion. These people are real, even if they cannot see you. This realm exists. It is a creation of the Old God, the Supreme. This world is unique. Sacred.” Delilah slowly walked down the streets, taking in the beauty around her. Families laughing, friends talking, life pulsing through every corner. But beneath her admiration, an unease lingered. Suddenly, the skies darkened. The ground trembled. Delilah stopped. From the far end of the city, a monstrous figure emerged. Towering, grotesque, with eyes of molten fire and claws that tore through the earth like paper. Screams erupted. The beast moved with speed, swinging its massive arms, crushing buildings l

It had been ages since a new God of War had risen in the Celestial Realm, leading to this dire predicament. The deadlock broke when my husband, Rein, the God of Water, and my sister's husband, Calder, the God of Fire, arrived side by side. The sight of them made me ball my hands into fists, while my sister's gaze turned steely. The Celestial Guards rallied as if they had found their pillar of strength. An elder stepped forward and said, "You Demons really think you can take these sisters and throw the world into chaos? The Celestial Realm will never stand for it!"

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

The enemy looks up—and freezes. They didn’t know we called in Heaven. They didn’t know they were going to die today. Every god had been told: find another god and take them down. One at a time. Take them out. So when I see him—Moros, the god of doom—I make my move.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

He was brought into the realm of spirits to be revived. After receiving the blessings from the gods, the beastkin began building his empire. He recruited various vile creatures- orcs, goblins, dark elves, demon imps, harpies, and gargoyles. He even employed the help of a Black Dragon. The gods later on found out that this was the plot of the god of games and so he was banished from heaven. He was sent to the underworld and sealed at the very bottom of the void. Since the only time that the gods could interfere with the lower world – the harvest festival bounty – has already passed, they could only watch while they wait for the hero to finally be revived.

She said, The sky grew dark, the floor cracked open and one by one the dark gods arrived. Zaymor, the god of the dead, Yefir, the god of the damned souls, The others were from different parts of damnation that were better left unspoken off, it seemed like all the nature gods and goddesses had joined illummino. Herega screamed in rage as she sent an orb at derora who flicked it away and sent a tentacle of energy that passed through into derora and began absorbing her energy,

There was a clan called the Ogbas, they watch over the land for ages if he must gain his entrance, he must defeat them, and even with his lords of gods behind him, these once would be without fear, they shall use every drop of their strength to stop the Laalu from taking over the land of gods and goddesses, he already knew these gods and had been preparing specially for such day when he shall meet them in combat, these gods were the last of all gods to be pushed down by Eledumare's armies as they stood the strongest of all that stood against their creator, after their regret they held onto the gates of the land, and had knew and had been preparing for that day, when the deceiver of all shall

Must be a higher official's son. "Nice strategy but that won't work. You will easily be surrounded if you all clump together during a fight.", Clayton is talking about their stance. They must have thought staying together would make them a stronger force... Which is stupid for him. His eyes went pitch black while standing to let them know who he is. "H-hunter ...", One of the kids,probably their leader, finally recognized him. At least they still know what his eyes project. Hunters. That's what they call them. Creatures created to balance humanity and vampires. They are basically halves of each sides. They can eat like humans in a normal basis. They could also drink blood if they feel like i