Hunter Academy's Strongest Battle God Novels & Stories

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

The celestial soldiers on either side also charged forward with their long spears. My eyes turned cold. With a flick of my wrist, I performed a casual flourish with my sword. The soldiers at the very front froze. The next moment, their bodies were ripped apart like paper, not even a wisp of their souls left to escape. The entire platform fell silent before the assembled gods erupted into an uproar. Shen Xiu, aghast, brandished the celestial sword he had just been awarded and stabbed straight for my heart. I stood my ground, neither dodging nor flinching, and met his attack with a swing of my own.

His anger would quake the earth and sky! Harvey wasn’t as simple as a God of Battle! He’s the Chief Instructor who trained and created most of the God of Battles in Country H! Apart from the title of Chief Instructor, he had another nickname, the Master of Battle Gods! If it’s on the Euro-American battlefield, the enemies would be so scared that they’d piss their pants seeing this side of Harvey. The Chief Instructor of the Sword Camp, his anger would even make the earth and sky tremble! Back then, the King of Arms, known as the strongest one from the American Delta Force, collapsed before the battle even started by merely facing this version of Harvey.

And even if they could, those would be people of lower status than themselves—people not bound by as many rules or orders from their own clan, leaving the others completely free. “Hahahaha, you guys are really funny. But it’s fine—on the final day… let’s meet, friends!” said the woman as she turned and walked away from the area they had seen, though there was no trace of anyone left there. Watching the God Clans leave one by one without causing trouble, the young masters of the Puppet, Sword, and Holy Land Sects—Yaochi—felt furious. They had been defeated several times by that group, which ultimately cost them some of their own people. Now, an anomaly had emerged that further convinced them

Behind them were countless Martial God and Martial Emperor insect soldiers. A major battle was about to erupt. This flickering altar would be turned into a bloody battlefield. “Kill them!” Andrius did not hesitate and plunged into the crowd. “Blaze Shatter Strike!” “Starry Fist!” ... Every move he used was a technique that Lance had taught him. Although St. Dmitri, Lloyd, and the insect soldiers were fierce, they were no match for Andrius, who had already reached the first Divine Step. They were forced to retreat repeatedly.

If this harbinger was any indication, their battle was far from over. With a renewed sense of urgency, Kai and Alex redoubled their efforts. They had to defeat Fen and this new enemy before it was too late. The chamber shook with the intensity of their clash, the walls cracking and crumbling under the strain. In a final, desperate move, Kai unleashed the full power of the supreme god. His body glowed with a blinding light, and he channeled all his energy into a single, devastating attack. The force of the blast shattered the chamber, sending shockwaves through the stronghold.

“Naturally, the weakened Hanpu lost to his son Pazuzu; and the task fell upon Humbaba to stop his brother. Humbaba was strong; but as stated earlier, having many elements at his disposal meant that he hadn’t truly mastered any particular element. Pazuzu was physically stronger as well and had the stature of a little giant. Humbaba tried his best, but he was not his match. Seeing that Pazuzu was more than he could handle, he called for help from the other gods to put an end to his brother. My ancestors obliged and came to his aid; but Pazuzu was not alone. Every god who served under Pazuzu came to his side as well. They grouped up and resisted the gods, protecting Pazuzu and allowing them to

""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

Hunter said standing straight with his chest out ready for whatever decision Alpha Makahi makes. Alpha Makahi turned to the women who had their arms folded shooting daggers at Hunter, he was not their favorite at the moment. “Baby, Hunter is my third in command, we need him for these missions our pups and Shawna’s pups will be a part of this battle. We need the strongest men in the pack. Shawna, Trixie, and the pups need everyone on deck to have a chance at winning this battle. I will let you decide whether you want him to be apart of this mission or not.” Makahi said, looking each of the girls in the eyes. Makahi knew his Luna would make the right decision but it would be her decision to ma

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.