Novel & Cerita Martial God Regressed To Level 2 Webnovel Wiki

West chuckles and nudges me. "Ridiculous, right? Who would have thought you would be attending classes in a university at the age of two hundred and fifty?" I scoff at him, annoyed. "It's two hundred and forty nine, dumb ass" After telling West about the mate bond, we had come to the conclusion that I'd been blocked out. I don't care. I've lived long enough. Not having a mate no longer fazes me. I probably deserve a life of loneliness, especially after the grave sins I've committed.

That was how all my unwavering devotion ended up being trampled under his feet. After being reborn, I refused Caspian's offer. He was surprised I asked for nothing, and that piqued his interest. Soon, he frequently joined me in helping impoverished students and rebuilding the school with his vast resources. As we spent more time together, he gradually fell in love with me and healed my broken heart. After we got married, he loved me more than before and cherished me to the bone, completely disregarding the rumors and gossip. I remembered the vow he made at our wedding.

Unlike poison hidden in a tooth, it required no physical movement to trigger. Yet, to his horror, even this failed. The technique would not activate, as though Felix's sheer presence had locked away even his ability to die. "Go join them in paying for your sins," Felix said coldly. With a flick of his hand, two more silver needles flew out. A new round of horrific screams filled the courtyard as Louis and the old man joined the others in their agony. Felix had already assessed their strength. The old man was indeed a Martial God, and Louis was at the level of a Martial King.

I responded cautiously. I began to feel some pains in my chest, BANG, your celestial master levels 1, 2, and 3 activated. Get ready you chanting book 5 is activated a few seconds later, BANG, celestial master level 4, 5 and celestial martial level 1 is dully upgraded. Immediately I felt powerful strange energy hovering around me. I could felt I was lifted up and brought down. I could feel some changes in my body.

Maverick pointed out a little less hostile. "I am." I did not hesitate. He actually looked surprised by my words. He should be anything but surprised. "You made me this way. I don't see why you are acting so surprised since you stabbed me with a sword that stole all the humanity I had." I stated nonchalantly. The room became silent and regret shined bright in Mavericks eyes. I looked away from him and turned my attention back to my book. "All tier 4-8 Gods will only be able to teleport and conjure up things." I explained once again.

“The memories… Charlotte… Everything here…” He swallowed hard. “Was created by me.” Ria’s eyes widened. “Alpha Klein… Is he real?” She asked suddenly. Michael laughed bitterly. “I tried creating a werewolf world. A reborn world. Just as I did with you.” “Everything was moving smoothly. But then you stopped obeying me.” “Once the things I created stopped obeying me, everything began changing.” “And still… You never loved me.” His voice cracked. “You still didn’t.” He paused.

Despite using only a fraction of his vital energy, the force behind his seemingly casual strike remained formidable. As a half-step Martial God, his strength had allowed him to effortlessly dominate the entire Ancient Martial Realm and crush advanced-level Martial Sage experts with ease. The distinction between a Martial Sage and a Martial God, despite being just a single word, signified a substantial disparity in strength. Even if ten advanced Martial Sage experts were to join forces against him, they would be utterly powerless. With his full power unleashed, he could effortlessly annihilate them all. The energy that had just struck him seemed no more than that of an intermediate-level Mart

He took my arm and led me back to our chambers. With the child growing inside me, Lysander became even more attentive. He treated me with the utmost care, afraid I might bump into anything or hurt myself. Natural pregnancy was nothing like the Blood Rite. In my past life, the Rite had drained my life force. My body had withered away. Toward the end, I could not even leave my bed. Now, despite the morning sickness, I grew stronger and healthier. Several more months passed. Still no news from the Crown Prince's chambers.

Prepare to defend our home! Sophia felt a quiver run down her spine as the transforming forms into their wolf forms emerged, a feeling of dread, yet determination that this was a fight over what rightfully belonged to them-one that needed to be done. Though her heart bled for Daniel-how she wished she could reach him, pull him back from the darkness he seemed to fall into. Stay close to me, Sophia," Ash said, turning into his wolf form beside her. His fur glinted reassuringly in the moonlight. "We'll face this together."

No response came, but the glimmer pulsed once, an acknowledgment so slight it might have been imagined. "Where am I?" Rex asked, opening his eyes again. "The Citadel's healing chamber," Marcia replied. "The fight is over. The godking's forces scattered after he was dragged into the void. Those void creatures disappeared too. The crazaks helped clean up the stragglers and capture his son." Rex attempted to sit up, wincing as pain lanced through his body. Marcia immediately moved to assist him, adjusting pillows to support his back. "Easy," she cautioned. "Your physical wounds have mostly healed, but the magical drain is another matter entirely."