Novel & Cerita Justice League God

" Lucas asked, trying to process all that he had just heard. At first, all this year he has been blaming his mom for shading all the truth away from him but it seems it wasn't all her fault. She must have spent time running from her past and might have buried it long ago. "Zeus is the God of Lighting." the demoness answered. "What?" Both Ana and Lucas shouted in unison. They were both shocked by what they just heard. Does a God want to rain his rage upon this innocent world for what they didn't do?

I would gladly fight and die for them. “Who are you?” Maxim roared at the man. The god just laughed and said,” I’m Claydor the god of Justice. I am here to make right a huge mistake made by the moon goddess Selene. I must kill this dragon goddess.” Maxim growled and roared so loud it shook the jungle. Fear etched in my mind as I heard the king growl out in a low voice saying,” Over my cold dead body.” Claydor laughed a creepy laugh and told the king that he would make that happen. Within minutes the god bolts of lightning began to fly. I tried summoning the moon goddess myself to no avail.

In his eyes, the ten thousand celestial warriors were never intimidating. He merely smirked, his tone as arrogant as ever: “to follow my steps, the Red Moon pack’s soldiers are quite impressive.” War God Jason, clad in silver armor, stood silently before the ten thousand celestial warriors. Hearing Levi’s words, War God Jason just chuckled indifferently, “Alpha Levi is too kind.” As he finished speaking, the silver sword at his waist was drawn from its sheath, gleaming brightly, emitting a dazzling brilliance. The aura around War God, Jason radiated.

I say indignantly, crossing my arms over my chest. They let out a carefree laugh as they continue to help themselves in my kitchen. “I knew I would love you; such a quick wit.” I take a step forward. “It’s Ezillus, right?” They beam at me in clear delight. “Jartre’s told you about me! I’m honoured.” I place my keys and phone on the kitchen counter and then lean against it. “So, what are you the God of? Breaking and Entering?” They let out an amused snort. “In simple terms, I’m the God of the Elements.”

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

“Hey, isn’t that the guy we saw earlier?” Logan stared at the boys like he'd seen ghosts, his gaze flicking between them and me, mouth slightly agape. “They’re yours?” he finally asked, voice barely above a whisper. I gave a small nod, watching the disbelief settle on his face like a heavy fog. “They’re our little miracle,” I said softly. “Triplets, blessed by the moon goddess herself. And they have a father who’d move mountains for them without blinking.” His eyes fluttered as if he was trying to wake himself from a dream, then locked onto me again with a stunned expression. “Wait… Cyrus is their dad?”

“Wait—what—” She didn’t speak, Her eyes blazed gold and white. And she whispered: “You gave me truth, Now let me give you justice.” She burned him, Not to death. But to memory. To ash. To truth. And with a scream of betrayal, Kael vanished, But the god above? It felt the rebellion. And it was furious. A hole opened beneath Liora’s feet, And this time, the voice was not Kael’s, It was the god’s. “You dare refuse ME?”

As if an outside knowing was whispering the truth in my ear, I could hear it clear as day. I didn’t just believe it – I knew it! Ani hadn’t killed them… Yes, he had the power and ability, but he hadn’t... At that, Erebus suddenly materialized in front of me, making me stumble backwards. But he grabbed my wrist, pulling me into him. His hard chest felt like ice, his eyes hardened to golden amber. “And pray tell me, mortal,” he spat, his voice a barely concealed growl. “How well do you know your beloved God of Justice? Have you truly seen what he’s capable of?”

"You think money fixes everything, don't you? You're not scared that I'll cause trouble; you're just afraid that I'll report your dirty dealings to the authorities! "I don't want your filthy money. I want justice!" Jude snorted, then kicked fragments of Dad's gravestone and shattered it further. Ashes and dust blew into my face. "Velda Group is justice in Hyporion!" He crouched down and whispered a threat into my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You'd better pray that I never get my hands on Piper. If I do, I'll make sure she's begging for death!" Those words were the breaking point. I tackled him to the ground and started driving my fists into his face.

There were hundreds, even thousands of them, and every single one was full of insults aimed at me. "We trusted you!" "You were the one who told us to keep fighting, and now you turn around and take money from the Romano Famiglia!" "You promised that you would help us, so what's the meaning of this?" In that instant, a heavy silence settled over the office. I stared at the screen for a few moments before lowering the tablet. Dante hadn't changed at all. He would simply upend the chessboard if he found himself unable to control the match. I raised my head, speaking with a clarity that ensured everyone present could hear.