Martial God Asura Novels & Stories

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

After all, only a few people were capable of killing him. "Are you belittling me?" Xena's strong presence surged. After becoming the goddess of war, she paid more attention to her ego. She wouldn't tolerate such an attitude from others. "Xena Summers, my brother came to you just to savor the feeling of sleeping with the goddess of war. Even he had dared to do so—do you think you're a match for me?" "What about me?" a voice interrupted Inferno. Chain Asura appeared before him. "You must be the Asura from the headquarters! You seemed well-prepared, but what a shame that all of you have underestimated my true powers. Very well. I shall send you both to the underworld."

Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood and dropped to his knees. The entire crowd watching was stunned. Even Alfredo, Rupert, and Monty, who had already experienced Andrew's strength, felt cold sweat run down their backs as they watched the clash. Andrew had truly become a War God in every sense, and perhaps the only true War God in the entire Holtrien army. What was a War God? It referred to someone undefeated in battle. Jakob, the martial god from Divine Dragon Order, blurted out in disbelief, "Beyond Mortal! He has already stepped into the Beyond Mortal level, so that puts him on the same level as the three leaders."

But even gods are not immune to envy and strife. The war began as a disagreement, a small rift between the brothers that quickly grew into a storm. The heavens trembled as the Fates clashed, their fury shaking the very foundation of the cosmos. In their rage, they ripped open the veil that separated the mortal world from the realm of demons, a dark and twisted place where nightmares took form and ancient evils lay in wait.

After all, I didn't want to go into this kind of thing blind. But Asura’s origins were practically erased. I could not even trace the last point of its appearance, nor how it had survived all this time. The only information I got was from a book Elder Miriam helpfully showed me, of the runes that could bind Asura’s soul for a hundred years. A lifetime. It still wasn't enough. What happened to my Asher when I was gone? What happened to my future grandchildren and future descendants? Would we have to continue fighting this being over and over again?

Forsaking the ability to be a man would be far easier. Ashrac's newest toy is a drone used by the earth realm's U.S. military, or so he tells me. It doesn't work, but Ashrac broke it down and rebuilt it so he knows everything it can do. Acasia explained over tea that Dmitri, an earth realm vampire and friend, is creating documentation so Ashrac can attend one of earth's scientific colleges in about twenty-five years. It will be good for him.

His clothes were ripped, and only a loincloth made from spiritual energy was left on him. His muscles were as solid as steel, but there were no spiritual flames on his body. Instead, his body was covered in runes like tattoos. A terrifying spiritual pressure instantly enveloped the mountaintop. Everyone felt pressured as if there was a mountain on top of them. It was an indication of pure power. He was so terrifyingly powerful that it was beyond comprehension. It was his Domain, the Powerful Armysus. Armysus was the wrestling god of Cherrytopia. According to the legend, Armysus could move mountains and was invincible.

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.

Mammon somehow transferred his powers to Asmo, doubling his power and making him OP. "That was how the mysterious astral Prince of Persia was born. Yes, Asmo was the dark angel who stalled Gabriel for days and fought Michael for a while before the prayers of his Father's prophet could be answered. The results of the experiment were impressive, but it also had too many serious side effects and rules." This revelation added a whole new layer of complexity to Asmo's character and the extent of his powers. The fact that he could stall powerful angels like Gabriel and Michael showcased his strength, but the serious side effects and rules stemming from the experiment hinted at potential challenges

The ants swarmed through the netting and bit through the cloth, a thousand tiny needles of fire sinking into his palms and wrists, climbing, biting, climbing. "Aaaah! Oh God! Oh God, please! Please, God, make it stop!" "God won't help you," Victoria said softly, resting her chin on her knee. Her voice held no cruelty, only a distant, tired honesty. "He certainly didn't help me." She watched a bead of sweat run down his temple. "But don't worry. I'll make sure you get at least half of what I got."