Leveling With The Gods Mga Nobela at Kwento

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

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.

Odysseus says. “So… probably not. We don’t know where she is,” Xander says. “But we do know where Selene is,” I remind them. “Six tiers down from the top.” Xander nods. “So the gods are kept higher up. Okay. Isaac, Lacy, Odysseus—you take the top level. If the worst get out and come for you—” “We’re already dead,” Isaac says with a shrug. “We got this.” “Meredith, Gael, Hakeem—you’re next. Then Jareth, Nora, and Edward hit the god level. Citra, Michael, Jaiden, you take the one after that. Everyone else—we’re hitting the stairs and taking out Tisphone.”

If it was not for the experts at the true god-level by his side, their group would have been annihilated by their opponents. However, their situation was not looking good. Not only were they outnumbered, but Elder Moseley from the Hall of Divine Royal had also reached the second-grade ultimate god-level. Moreover, they have three more experts at the first-grade ultimate god-level as well. It was evident that they benefited greatly after entering the forest.

“I do not know you, Sir Indra. I have no information to even understand who you are. I doubt that we have any mutual friends.” Mane’s words were laced with doubt. He had only met Indra today. He didn’t know who this god was, or what he stood for. He didn’t even know whether he was truly a god, or only an ascender. He just assumed Indra was a god because of the fact that his aura was similar to his father’s. Gods and Ascenders weren’t the same. Gods were ascenders, but ascenders weren’t gods. Godhood was the peak of ascension. It was a realm within the ascension realm that separated the truly talented from the moderately talented ones. It wasn’t an easy level to get to. It didn’t only require

Let them judge. Suddenly, I am being tugged back by my jacket and turned around roughly. I tug my shirt back from his hold before growling at him. He growls at me and black flames ooze off his body. That’s when I come to my senses and realize that I just growled at a god. Well done, Nefret. ...

Teradin scoffed in disgust, his face wrinkling more than it already was from age. "Not Truth, General," Levlin corrected. "They speak of other gods, specifically the goddess of war and..." his brows furrowed in thought. "Someone called the Night's blue." At this Teradin barked a derogatory laugh. "Fear will make a man see anything. Apparently, it makes savages see gods."

With Paramount ease, I lifted my self above ground levels, walked over to the God and made him watch as I perhaps, ended him. I pushed his head to his back side and watched the wound so eagerly, I took my hand deep unto his back slowly. His iris lingering over his white eyes as a tear rolled down from it. I felt a bone that seemed to be his spine and I ripped it out of his back. Suddenly, the environmental contrast and liveliness dropped as soon as I turned off the spark. The body of the god dropped to the floors and I descended towards Steven. "I just need one honest answer from you, who is Hilda to you?" My question rose awe in his face as well as confusion before the ...

A jolt immediately went through my whole body. “What… what can I do…?” “What can you do…? Not only you are covered with wounds all over— what’s more, I can’t heal you with my magic. Your only choice, child— is to pray to the celestial gods.” “Celestial gods…?” I find myself to be sneering— I wondered why. “To whom? Your ancestor Loki? Or his parents— Fárbauti? Or Laufey? Or should I pray to you since you are the descendant of a celestial god?”

As he spoke, Florian started gathering his internal energy and a shiny black shadow could be seen in the air surrounding him. In the next second, a huge creature appeared beside Florian. It was a giant black leopard made out of internal energy. Its eyes were evil while its body was surrounded by black air. Florian used his special technique from the Mysterious Godly Scripture. The Mysterious Godly Scripture’s first level could produce different grades of evil beasts. Over time, Florian’s power had tremendously increased and he had perfectly mastered that level. He was fearless of any Level Three or Level Four Martial Marquis with the Mysterious Godly Scripture combined with his Level One Mar