Manga Against The Gods Novels & Stories

The scene is very chaotic and heart-wrenching as blood-curdling screams resonated throughout the entire place. In the Majika World, Mages and Black Wizards help each other defeat the flesh-eating demons and monsters that suddenly appeared. The young child, Mirai, together with Regit and the legendary snake Armani, leads the armies bravely to defeat the flying demons and monsters. Because of the spellbook that Luna gave to Mirai, she became the most powerful mage in the entire Majika World. However, death is inevitable this time because they can’t save everyone all at once. Demons and monsters were way too many, and they were outnumbered tenfold. Extreme fear assailed everyone and almost gave

""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

Fear spread through me like wildfire. I was terrified. Terrified of being abandoned a third time. I almost covered my ears. But his voice still hit me, cold and heavy. "I never thought you were this kind of person." A vein throbbed at his temple, his whole presence radiating a rage I had never seen before. I began to shake. All the emotions I had been holding back exploded at once. I yelled back hysterically, like a madwoman. "What kind of person? Everyone keeps saying the same thing! Why?"

He took a second look around to observed the burnt and charred, broken earth, then he surmised that it was the 'strange red creature' that set him free. "Thank you for releasing me. My name is Nri Magu, and I'm the God Of War. what may I call you?" even, when this Nri Magu spoke, the sky rumbled and resonated with his voice. Yet, His face was pale, because he was gravely injured and was not at the peak of his powers. In fact, he had been dying slowly. "Hmm... The creature calls himself the 'God Of War,' what an unusual title." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure murmured aloud ignoring the 'God of War's courtesy. And mocked with a sarcastic tone, he obviously didn't take Nri Magu seriously.

What the gods conceal, I see. His body flashed brighter—his voice deeper, stronger. "Pain was my birthplace. Created out of love. Fire was used as a test. I am both the shadow and the flame. And now— He turned his eyes to the heavens, and the stars appeared to answer. “I declare war.” The clearing trembled. From above came a strong voice. Louder than thunder. Older than anything we have previously encountered. "Now is the time for the real battle... against the gods themselves."

Aria intercepted, summoning her own silver meeting red midair in a deafening clash that shook the heavens. For a moment, everything was fire and chaos. The gods descended in swarms — wings made of smoke, limbs of flame, voices that bent reality itself. But Aria and Killian stood together, their powers intertwined like a dance older than time. Her silver light seared through one god’s chest; his golden claws ripped through another’s spine. Every move they made was perfect synchronicity the bond no longer a weakness, but an unstoppable force. Still, they were outnumbered. Aria gasped, staggering as one god’s tendril pierced her shoulder. Pain flared, and her knees buckled. Killian roared, ripp

Most wished they were dead when they healed up. "See that wasn't so hard but I think you need to take care of all the Gods before they can break through my barrier." Klaused whispered. I looked around at all the Gods looking to be panicking. Everyone here knew who I was so I guess it was smarter for them to leave than fight. I conjured up a dozen knifes and threw them at everyone who wasn't a ally. "You almost hit me." Kali screamed as a knife glided past her head and to a God who was closing his eyes behind her.

He grinned, looked around, and was understanding the situation. Cia who swung her two swords, obliterating the wings of the angels now turned her head in one direction. He cleared his throat, knowing that the figure he saw was the god of war, Ares. The man didn't seem to be hurt at all, even though Cia knew that maybe he only had 25 percent of his strength left now after fighting Morgan in the sky earlier.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

And immediately Mia realized something. Everything was different. People weren't speaking around her anymore. They were speaking to her. Including her. Expecting answers. Expecting opinions. Expecting participation. It was terrifying. And strangely exciting. A map appeared on the main screen. Territories. Routes. Recent attacks. Patterns. The usual. One captain pointed toward the eastern sector. "We should reinforce here." Another disagreed. "We'll spread ourselves too thin." Arguments followed. Strategies. Counterstrategies. Predictions. Mia listened carefully.