Martial God Asura Novels & Stories

"I don't care if you're a murderer, I just want to eat." Then that's when I met Jieun a.k.a Ayu, she's also a Demon assassin and she was the one who recruited me and then I met the four Demon Gods, Demian, Seth, Ruthven and Azazel. They are all living in the underworld. They're Demons but they all look like they live on Mt. Olympus, well, all bad guys are rather good looking handsome or just like me, super good looking pretty handsome. Those ugly ones? They are just good, doing evil things.

"She is not as powerful as me, my Lord, and she is not expert on my kind of magic, the forbidden Asuric magic." Asuric magic was magic of the asuras, the Daityas. Though they were decimated their powers remained in the universe. It was considered risky to use Asuric magic as it made the user inclined towards becoming egoistic, selfish, and delusional. However, it gave quick results it the user was willing to pay the price. "Excellent! I trust you Bhairav, " Tarekdeo responded," let us get to the next stage." There was an air of jubilation in the room. Everyone was ecstatic about the coming war except commander Gopi.

Dragon Head opened his eyes suddenly. It was followed up by him throwing up a mouthful of blood. “*Cough cough...*” Dragon Head gave Thomas a thumbs up. “You sure are powerful. You are the first person who managed to hurt me to such an extent. The title of Asura, the God of War is indeed worthy of its reputation. “But no matter what God of War you are, you must die here today!” While he was still talking, Dragon Head took out a small vial, which looked like a small bottle of wine, from his pocket, and slowly unscrewed the cap off.

Yes, this place should be second only to the Heaven Path— The Asura Path. In the legend, Asuras were extremely strange creatures. They weren't Celestial Gods because they hadn't done benevolent actions like the latter. They weren't ghosts because they possessed the magical powers of gods. They had emotions and desires like human beings, but they were more powerful than the latter. They were a kind of creature between human beings, ghosts, and gods. Male Asuras were extremely ugly, and the female ones were extremely beautiful, just as the ones he had seen in the scenes.

The Ashura was a humanoid magical beast with three heads and six arms. The Three forms of the Ashura, as a rank 4 technique, could inherently improve the martial art of a cultivator multiplying her attacks till they reached the number of arms of the Ashura. Each form, on the other hand, had more amazing effects. The First form could increase the number of attacks by a large amount, creating material after-images through the "Breath" of the cultivator. However, fighting in that way comported a heavy burden on the cultivator's mind.

While these battles might have seemed intense to the audience, the real experts found them dull. “Asher, your journey in the Ancient Martial Assembly ends here!” Suddenly, a voice prouder and more arrogant than Asher’s sounded. It was none other than Norvin from the Swallows, a Martial God expert. His level was no longer a secret in the ancient martial world. “A Martial God...” A hint of fear flashed in Asher’s eyes, but he said confidently, “Norvin, I was just thinking of seeing what’s different about a Martial God. “Ready!”

And then one thought came through clearly above everything else. Nobody knows I am here. Her phone was off. She had switched it off herself. There was a man the world called the War God. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a name earned through years of hard battles. His skills in a fight and his inner strength were beyond anything most people could imagine. His name was so well-known and so feared that just hearing it was often enough to end a conflict before it even started. Alexander Kane. He was thirty years old and stood six feet seven inches tall. He was built like someone who had spent his life doing things that required both great power and careful precision. He had short black hair an

was pushed down by Esan, the only true child of god, and had come shot of his glories, he had became homeless for that reason he wanted a revenge, he had began hatred against the human for he knew if there is any creation loved by Eledumare, it is the human, he made them after taken chancels from everything else he had made in heaven, the only time he took advice from his creations, only the Laalu was not involved for he had became rebellion and had rising against his creator, he thought he could have defeated the mysterious being if he had thought about the war more can than he did, and since he can no more get back k at Eledumare, he would be destroying human races, and only we gods shall

Soul Extraction Soul Extraction was an ability that was not best explained by its title. Rather than extracting the soul of a target, what Soul Extraction did was to allow an Asura to inherit the power and will of those they killed. The person didn’t have to be fully dead either; as long as their hearts were crushed, the Asura would inherit everything. Some speculated that this was the reason why Asuras were generally insane, for it was no easy feat to see the lives and heart of every person one killed and still be normal.

The goblin chieftain is still alive. “Impossible…” I muttered softly, while my gaze faltered towards the chieftain’s mighty figure. “I told you.” Then I felt Clairmont’s arm loosening around me, before he withdrew from hugging me, and told me with his wordless motion to prepare for battle. “Now, Suna. All living beings have their critical points. What differs them from one another is the peculiarities that makes hitting the points easier or harder. I want you to hit it with your strength and penetrate it, not just hitting it with blunt force.”