Martial God Asura Novels & Stories

Durga was not the hero of the story, but the villain who had destroyed Mahishasura. Mahisashura had not been a mere demon. He was a devotee of the gods, a warrior who had earned their favor through years of penance and devotion. From Brahma himself, he had received a boon, a gift: invincibility against any man or god. Armed with this divine protection, he believed the world should recognize his power—but instead, he was met with fear and hostility.

It was unprecedented. At that moment, the Martial Reverend charged toward the beasts and slashed them. As he was one of the leaders, he could redirect some of the power of the four-hundred-thousand-strong army. With the support of the formation, he was like a war god. Charging into the horde of beasts, he slaughtered them all. The moment the beasts died, their Blood Essence was absorbed by the mysterious formation in the sky, and they were mummified. At that moment, Thea pulled out the Malevolent Sword and summoned the Four-Quadrant Art before slaughtering her way through the endless hordes.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

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.

BOOOOOMMMMM… BOOOOOMMMMM. The intense pressure was felt by all the demons in the city, even Miss Ma herself, who had just attacked, fell directly due to the pressure. The demons beneath the Immortal's underground realm immediately knelt in a pitiful position beneath the ground, and they were completely unable to resist or even stand up against the pressure of the Ashura sword looming above Xiao Chen's head. The expression on Ma Family Head’s face changed upon realizing the Ashura sword above Xiao Chen’s head. As a resident of the eastern region, he naturally remembered the former owner of the Ashura sword. One of the strongest figures on the eastern continent and a frontline figure during th

It was not the power of belief and extreme popularity and infamy that boosted him to the ranks of Anito before his death, but his knowledge of the previous life which he had awakened the first time he went into battle. In his actual first life, he was one of the second generation high gods that just unluckily fell from the war between the Skyworld and the Kasanaan which was triggered by the 'alleged' death of Bathala, the Great Creator. With this said, he was indeed qualified to share the same standing and fame as the renown God of Fire who had spearheaded that war many thousands of years ago.

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

"You are staring at the deity you worship before meal. I am Croven. You can call me God. You can call me Harmony. Others just call me, Lord-have-mercy-for-my-life!" The man laughed hysterically, then coughed hard. "Oh, I remember that man, Azrem. I'd come to him that afternoon after he's done feeding the chickens, offering him some kind of business scam that he'll regret for a thousand years. And I leaned on the tree, looking him in the eyes, saying, 'Do we have a deal?' He's wise enough to refuse. And now I'm making the same deal to you. "Wait, you mean, Lord Azrem, the immortal emperor?"

' Immediately, an immerse pain spreads out from my neck and slowly makes it way below but it is suddenly gone as swiftly as it comes. Nathan pulls back and stares at me with yellow eyes and extended canines. I can see my blood on them. "Y-You marked me, how is that possible." "I'm a god, remember." He smirks as his canines slowly retreats. "And I am a great friend of the Moon Goddess." "That doesn't explain why you marked me." I glare at him and push him away. "What is wrong with you, sometimes you do the stupidest things."

They stared at the horizon silently, waiting patiently for something to happen. A large white portal suddenly opened up, and the Asuras began walking out. Their numbers were even greater than the army Yuna brought with her. The Asuras continued to come out of the portal endlessly, their eyes glowing bright yellow. They were of different sizes and had the shapes of different animals. “Those are Asuras?” Cortana asked. “Yes. Violent flesh-eating monsters, known for draining the life out of living beings before devouring their physical bodies,” Yuna replied, pulling out her sword.