Novel & Cerita My Disciples Are Super Gods

Roger nodded and said, “The God Creation Project is divided into three stages. The first stage involved the First and Seventh Emperors, who were some of the most outstanding candidates of the God Creation Project. They also brought the first stage to a perfect end. We’re now in the second stage of the project, using the advanced technology of modern civilization to merge with the civilization behind the door. The door disciples are one of the by-products of the second stage of the God Creation Project.” “The door disciples are the product of the God Creation Project?” Philip suddenly thought of a possibility. Roger turned around, looked at the extinguished eternal lamp, and said, “Disciples

There were also several disciples who ranked high in talent! The Genuine Vitality undulations emitted by these guys were as vast as the sea! It was almost comparable to those ordinary elders! He was one of the top disciples of Moke Academy! The others were ordinary Moke Academy Elders! Each of them had reached the Insight!

"What do you mean by that? What is a primary disciple?" "A primary disciple is a position of utmost distinction and recognition among the Archons, an honour reserved only for individuals who have demonstrated an exceptional combination of skills, wisdom, and potential. When a Major Archon chooses someone as their primary disciple, it is a significant and transcendent choice as it signifies an extremely close and trusting master-apprentice relationship." "Wow, Dad, what an honour!" exclaims Gil. "Was he really that good?"

MONICA. It had to be a lie. There’s simply no way it could be the truth. I look at the darkness where his face is supposed to be and I know deep down that I can’t trust it. “I made you,” the Disciple says in a low voice, and there’s a hint of raspiness in it that tells me that he enjoys sharing that fact. “You belong to me. Not to Roman, not to Terra Lycaon. At least, not the one that exists today. You belong to the future I’m going to make. With you by my side, in full power, no one will be able to stop us.”

Evelyn asked in a soft tone while smiling at them, however, those disciples who were under Phoenix suddenly felt a chill in their backs. While the disciples under Evelyn who were starting to get immune to Evelyn's teaching looked at them with sympathy. After all, nothing can escape from Evelyn's hawk eyes. Those twenty disciples suffered a lot from those hawk eyes but because of their suffering, they also leap beyond their limits all thanks to Evelyn's hellish training. END OF CHAPTER 47

With a smirk he said, "She's feisty, yeah.” His eyes flashed a brilliant, predatory gold, completely unfazed by my pathetic display of omega aggression. Looking around to at least grab anything to save myself in case things went south. My survival instincts screamed at me to shift and run, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The calm one with his arms outstretched said, "Easy, I'm Davon; this is Marcus, and there's Kael," he said, pointing to his fellows. The sheer size of them was terrifying; they were scarred warriors forged in the bloodiest rogue battles, reeking of lethal power. “And we are brothers." He paused, looking at me like he wanted me to understand what he was sa

she stated. Layla stared blankly. “So what does this mean? I'm a child of a god?” Thalia nodded her head slowly. “It would seem a very ancient one. One that was here before many of our parents were. One of the cosmos and beginnings.” “I don't understand.” “Then to put simply. I believe that you are someone that the gods will grow to fear. Because your power is constant. It is raw and it is dangerous. It can be used with them and for them…or against them.”

My name is Hank Ferguson. I'm a driving instructor. The driving school director's daughter, Louisa Chasey, just finished high school, so the director, Sharon Chasey, asked me to take her on for lessons. Sharon and I go way back. I was even Louisa's godfather. Louisa just turned 18, and she really grew into a fine woman. Her chest was a total handful, bouncing with every step like it was trying to break free. Her waist was so slim that I could almost wrap my hands around it. There wasn't an ounce of extra fat anywhere.

“Why are you thinking about this like marriage and babies?” “Because they all do the same. Just like Graham, cool with it and then want you to quit. I don’t want to quit.” “Then don’t! You’re really reading way too much into this; you definitely need to get laid. He could just be a good fuck and you don’t owe him shit.” I nodded. She was right. We made our way onto the stage after the MC introduced us. “Special one night only! Princess and Misty!” Yep Latisha’s work name was Misty. Fucking awful. The music kicked in and we did what we always do, put on a show. We’d been best friends for years now and were both straight as an arrow so we felt each other up like we were making a cup of tea. As

Again the room erupted, but this time with disapproval. "Do not be dismayed," he instructed them and again gained their attention, "his highness has also granted me for my personal protection and the protection of my bride," here he smiled down at Sylvia, "my full regiment if they are of the disposition, and Captain Emmett has requested to join forces with us. All of you know that the assassin known as Retribution has long pursued me. This pursuit continues still. What you do not know is that I have hired Revenge, her mentor, to train any of us that are willing as well as Sylvia and Mora if they will agree to it to fend off this deadly enemy."