Healing Touch Of A War God นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he explained. Well, he just got trapped. I saw the desperation in his eyes so I offered to heal it. I went inside and returned with one of my rare handmade ointments. I rubbed it on his scar and took his hand in mine. Closing my eyes, I connected with my gift and within minutes, the scar disappeared like it was never there. “Oh my goodness! Thank you so much my lady!” the man was full of gratitude. “It worked! the princess is too gifted!” his partner added, all smiles.

'No time to waste ' and like an Angg from avatar she went god mode, lifted her open palm as the earth rised from the cervice of its opening cracks the shifting of the earth and the rumbling the ground like an earth quake. " whats going on?!" the enemy pack were bewildered, overwhelmed by her power that a chill went down their spine. " what are you!!" the other shouted at Cath as Theo laid down injured barely standing to her defence as he witness what was going on. He felt a surge of power corsing through his veins as it recharges him and heals his wounds. " ohh... Fuck." as Theo in god speed sped up against them once more and Cath giving herself leveage as she battles back with superb super

A God of War, an expert of the Island Nations, the result of genetic surgery… Was instantly taken down with a single slap?! Takai seemed more miserable than he had been in Mandrake Residence. He could still stand before but did not even have the strength to struggle now. Harvey York crossed his arms calmly, like an indomitable deity. The sun shone on Harvey, showing a godly figure. Takai glared at Harvey with shock and disbelief. He was perplexed. He had already been genetically enhanced… He was a God of War…

Limping over, he sank to one knee in the dirt. “Hi.” he rasped, voice hoarse but commanding, “I need your help again.” Before I could move, he raised a steady hand. “Wait. Tell me… how does your healing work? I’ve seen many miracles, but nothing like this.” His eyes searched mine, desperate for answers. I hesitated, then touched the faint mark glowing on my pelvis, the Apostle’s mark given by the God of Lust himself. “It’s a gift. I’m Heron, an Apostle of the God of Lust. My power… it heals through the sharing of my essence.”

"He's cured? Did this fellow really cure the war god?" "Wow! No way! Internal strength to drive away the cold? Did this guy really manage to drive away the cold for the War God?"

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

Moving towards the north of the troops were the archers who moved behind boulders and other obstacles previously set up by lower-ranking soldiers where they will shoot burning arrows at them thereby slowing down the enemy army. Octavius looked up and with the powers given to him by Ashterah he saw the war goddess rise above the entire army, her golden quiver slung over her shoulder to her back filled with golden arrows, her golden bow was set firmly in her hands. Beside her was her half-brother Nukis god of destruction ready with his thunderbolts, a power given to him by his father Robos; Horoda, goddess, and ruler of powers under the earth with her golem army set to rain heavy blows on the

- He said. It was at this time taking him away noting swollen and bruised lips. Then, helping him up, seeing that he was covered in bruises and being watched by Astro-Star... He was seeing around him all the members of the Warriors Society in his direction... The new god had a footprint, that's what he found, and he was receptive to touch... Tsuki realized that the new god really fucked him up, dominated him and wanted him in every way. There seemed to be no escape. Even so, he now felt his heart flutter, not even remotely thinking that he would actually fall for a game like this...

He said curtly, running his sharp fingernail on the palm that he had Stuck to a nail to see it open. Little Lola healed the flesh but not the inside. He smiled, as he watched the wound heal up again. Being a healer helped him in battles in so many ways. His people had never been killed before and he wasn't just blessed with the gift of healing. He was blessed with all the gifts and that was why he was called the gods of Gods. "Did you tell Hozan to tell me that?" He turned to the voice of the older woman and sighed. "Yes." "She is not prepared for this."

The Goddess gently cupped Theo's face in her hands, her touch radiating with an otherworldly warmth. Theo's eyes met hers, and in that moment, a sense of tranquility washed over him. The Goddess sang a hauntingly beautiful melody, her voice like a soothing balm for his wounded soul. She sang of resilience and hope, of letting go of sorrow and embracing the promise of a new dawn. As she sang, the earth Goddess brushed her thumbs underneath Theo's eyes, wiping away his tears and soothing his pain. Her words wrapped around him like a comforting embrace, filling him with a sense of peace and reassurance.