Novel & Cerita My Disciples Are Super Gods

If it had gone just one inch lower, those disciples would have been decapitated. "Mr. Hudson!" "Save us, Mr. Hudson!" "Run, run now! He has broken through the mountain defense formation. We're doomed!" Fear and panic spread rapidly. Without Andrew even needing to strike again, the Thunder Sect disciples began fleeing in all directions. These ancient sect disciples had lived pampered lives for far too long. They had spent their entire lives with everything handed to them and had never faced real hardship. Now, Andrew looked like a divine being descending from the heavens, and his overwhelming presence could not be resisted.

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

said the Puppet Sect elder, looking at his disciple with a smile. “Greetings, Elder… I’m sorry, Elder, but the super-generation members of the God Clan took action, so I and a few brothers had to leave early! We realized we were no match for them,” said the disciple with a serious expression as he recalled the young members of the ancient God Clan, whose auras were incredibly powerful. If they hadn’t managed to escape earlier, their fate might now be as dire as that of the other, less fortunate disciples. “So that’s how it is… They actually sent their best this time, didn’t they? Then, what about your eldest senior sibling?” the Grand Elder asked the disciples seriously. Since the best gener

Miles responded, seeming to finally give up his jealously at the fact I was sitting on Beckett's lap and not his. "Cocky much," I asked, teasing him. "I'll show you cocky." He grumbled at me, his voice thick with sexual desire. "He's not being cocky," Aphelion replied, "We are the strongest beings in this school. We are the heirs to the four kingdoms; we are direct descendants of the Gods themselves. It is why I could hold you while your hair was laced with hellfire without being burned." I shivered at the reminder of the demonic beast I had turned into not so long ago. Beckett rubbed his hands up and down my arms to soothe me.

My right arm was traced with brilliant, softly glowing silver circuitry—the evolutionary aftermath of funneling the moon. I was an equilibrium engine. I didn't feel the need to sleep much anymore. The earth grounded me, and the sky kept me awake. "You're being a perfectionist again," a smooth, cultured voice echoed behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know it was Valerius. The First Anchor of Aethelgard walked onto the dirt foundation, his pristine green Grandmaster robes flowing elegantly around him. "Perfection keeps the roof from collapsing on the students, Valerius," I said, finally turning to face him.

They solidified their dominates during this period of chaos, as they spread terror of the high-grade warriors throughout the planet. Every child on the planet grew up knowing the strength and terror of the big 5 including the prestige and strength of their high-grade warriors. When Kalen and Aledos had their breakthrough, they were ecstatic. It was a dream come true for them. They rejoiced to be among the 5% who could breakthrough. Throughout the rest of the day, they both excitedly discussed the Confederate States of America and its most powerful high-grade warrior Alexander the Great. **************************************************************** That night Kalen have a very weird but sa

He was just a rookie in the Academy of Superhuman, in the first grade, while the advanced warrior was a strong man in the third grade. Furthermore, it was the admired war god! Everyone War God was an extremely powerful presence! "Lain, what are you thinking about?" Vina, who was entwined on Lain and kept kissing Lain's cheeks, lips, and neck, had a confused look in her eyes. With a full of emotion, she looked at Lain. Lain saw her fiery desire in her eyes. It seems that she was a little... unbridled? 【System, is this the extra reward?】 Lain asked again!

Arya explains. “And what’s up with your…” I point to my forehead. “We’re demi-gods,” Devin says, as if he’s telling me that his hair is red. I cough hard, choking on my beer. Devin smacks me on the back to help me clear it. “I’m sorry, what?” “Long story. We’ll tell you another time when we’ve had more sleep and harder liqueur. Suffice it to say, Mother Selene owed us,” Devin responds.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."