Level Up With The Gods Novels & Stories

Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, through telepathic waves. The bird flew up from where it was stationed outside, into the building, but high in the sky by which one could actually confuse its silhouette to that of a real eagle. It rolled twice in the sky, as sign to both Andy and Nelson, in regard to its presence. By this time, the final set of people still carrying the tasks of Combat Lord finally arrived, downcasted. After they had settled down, Dr. Archer waves an arm for silence, and began speaking. “It brings me delight to see youngsters like you walking through the golden path. The Greatest Scientis

He had his hand holding up his chin with his elbow on the table like this was the most interesting meeting he had ever attended. Everyone started to look around to see who had their hands raised. There were only a few Gods who raised a hand. Boreis looked at the 4 Gods who's hands were raised and raised an eye brow. Exodus and Luther were the obvious ones but The God of Fortune was a complete surprise. He already assumed that The God of light would say he could. All Boreis could do was roll his eyes while freezing The God of pain and sufferings drink. As Algea The God of pain and suffering looked up at him with a menacing smirk, Boreis froze Algeas hands solid before teleporting next to The

The first one to realize was the leader, but somehow the leader dropped his head on his knees and bowed down. "Hail to the gods!" The leader said aloud. His instinct and good sense told him that these were beings praised by all, a god. "Hail to the gods!" "Hail to the gods!" "Hail to the gods!" The world's population of no more than 1000 people joined in bowing and speaking out. This made the old man called god smile. "Could evoke intelligence simply by feeding on the demonic beast, this little world is quite exciting. I think this is the right place "the old man stretched out his hand. A thin light came out of his index finger, streaming toward the leader and entering between his eyebrows.

Sherald stared at the flames as if speechless. Such power, such power! Which this earth has never seen before. With an army of the dead, he, Sherald, will be invincible. He will destroy all those disgusting stinking and noisy famines and vile people who are so stupid that they do not see his greatness. And he will rule, yes, he, Sherald, alone! And they will bow to him and bring gifts. And their hot hearts will become food for the Dark God. Deya and Aznar settled down on the bed. The girl basked in the arms of a man, and he put his hands on her stomach.

So, currently any wolf born on a particular month doesn't receive the moon's blessings but the genes of their parents. 'That was so petty.' her mind giggled. She sat down carefully looking around her as glaring eyes were on her and she gave Larry a quick glance. 'How's that for a book-weeb.' she said inwardly. "That was perfect, Atarah. I say this every time, if everyone here was as studious her, we would have moved on to the next phase ages ago." Boris said tiredly. As the only human in this society, it was pretty obvious that the only thing you could do with all your time was study, while others tried to manifest their inner beast or wait patiently for their awakening or practice drills or

Xiao Long smiled as he recalled some of the game terms in his world upon seeing some Level 4 Demonic Beasts that began to emerge one by one from behind trees and rocks. Nine Heavens Annihilation! First Heaven Annihilation! Xiao Long reactivated his techniques and started throwing punches and kicks at the Demonic Beasts that were also pouncing on him. Firebird, who only exists at the peak of Level 3 Demonic Beasts, also helped out with her speed and flame bursts that even made some Level 4 Demonic Beasts struggle. Shaaa! A giant snake attacked him with a gaping mouth. Xiao Long quickly gripped its lower and upper mouth with both hands. He threw it towards the other approaching Demonic Beasts

The candles burned black, and the stained-glass windows no longer merely reflected the moonlight; they seemed to leak it, as if the sky itself was bleeding into the room. The priestess stood at the altar's heart, arms lifted high. Her voice flowed through the chamber like smooth oil, weaving words that seemed to stretch into infinity, syllables older than any scripture. Giovanni watched from behind her. Dressed in a new suit as dark as obsidian, he wore a relic around his neck—a jagged, hollow medallion etched with the same spiral symbol found in the book of hollow. “How long until she breaks?” he asked. Though the priestess continued her chant, her voice shifted slightly, like a melody deep

He unleashed a territorial howl so profound it rattled the very foundations of the Upper Realm. "They made a mistake. They gave us forty-eight hours to run." Caleb’s voice was a low, terrifying vibration. "But we are not running. Star-Forged! Engage Ascension thrusters! We are not waiting for the Gods to descend! We are going to climb up there, and we are going to break their heavens down, brick by golden brick!" A synchronized, mechanical roar of three hundred demigod-wolves shook the mountain. Scarlett grabbed Caleb’s hand, intertwining her delicate, star-glowing fingers with his large, calloused, Sovereign-tattooed ones. She spun her starlight brush and slammed it against the console of t

The regrets surged. I didn't flinch. --- When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting. Hours had passed. I was still standing. My face was wet with tears I didn't remember crying. My throat was raw. But I was still standing. Fenra watched me from the edge of the circle. Her three eyes were unreadable. "You didn't break." "I almost did." "Almost is not broken." She stepped into the circle and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're ready. As ready as anyone can be to face a seven-hundred-year-old Null who wants to become a god."

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]