روايات وقصص ضمن My Summons Are All Gods

Bianca says and I give her a scathing look. I turn to face Nolan. “Looks like we are on our own so we need a plan” “What are you thinking?” Xavier asks. “The fates taught me a spell. A summoning spell for the deities. I need focus to summon Gaia, Hemera and Aether. So, Nolan I need you to deal with Agron and Khaos. Bianca, Xavier, I need you to deal the undead and Forsaken…I know they’ll try to stop me the minute they realize what I’m doing”

He sat down, tucking one leg under himself. “So, why did you summon me?” I shrugged. “No idea. How about a snack?” I pulled the twitching assassin up and threw him inside the pentagram. Argadon nimbly caught the sacrifice, smelled him, grinned, and put him down. “Later. Did he come for you?” “You bet.” “So, whom did you displease?” I snorted. “A funny expression.” “Demons can visit all worlds, if not voluntarily, then through summoning.” “And how often are you summoned?”

Alpha Ken, the masked man who was probably also a werewolf, was the only summoner. Ken turned around. There was an air of serious around him as if to show that he meant no jokes.

“Let them in, for I need to hear it straight from their proud heart’s.” A pentagram is then drawn and quickly unto the floor. With the snap of his finger, he allows the gate to appear and opens right in front of him. With hue that only he holds and own, along with the pentagram of gate and void of his sanctuary. HE gave the go signal, which those two immediately heeded and answers his summons. “Hail to our Supreme God, owner of everything and anything. We bow in your presence and with our sincere respect.” Emie and Nick immediately pave their respect. Down on their knees and head low, they immediately heed the summon of the only God, their master and Supreme One.

She transforms into the summoned one as the man thought to himself. I had a feeling that Allan would be a perfect candidate and my cause for the new world revolution against magic and nonmagic. Who could have thought that the princess and the weak self acclaim peasant was the child of prophecy? The reincarnated hero-king Oregon in Allan. This is interesting'' "I am always a step ahead of anyone, hah hah hah" Summoned one walks away with some hooded men in black appearing taking orders from him and then somewhere above a tall building. A man dress in black linen with a black snake strapped around his neck stood atop the building looking at the SUMMONED ONE.

At first, he was quiet as if he was thinking before saying anything, but I also told him what that guy said about the gods being real, and I wished they were to help me with my father. “I’m sorry but I’m not sure if the gods exist, but I do know that demons do.” “Oh, come on Aaron. Demons are real now.” “Yes, and if your soul is strong enough that you’ll be able to summon one to help cure your father.” “Ok, and if I say that I believe in what you said. Do you know how to summon one?” “Yes, my mother has been practicing the dark art since she was six years old. She was taught by my grandma and has some books that I can show you.”

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

They already knew. Kira turned, her eyes gone pale white with Seer insight. Thorn shifted his stance and met her, and something like a current passed between them. “He’s ok,” Kira said, voice steady, remote with focus. “He is being summoned.” “By whom?” Blaise asked, voice low enough that only the nearest could hear. Kira’s gaze tilted upward, beyond the beams, beyond the roof. “By She who answers a vow when it is spoken true, the Moon Goddess herself”

The torches reignited with a sudden whoosh, their flames roaring to life as if bowing to his fury. I swallowed hard, my resolve solidifying. “My lord, I did not summon you lightly. I have a plan, a vision, for your greatness.” His eyes narrowed, the molten depths flaring brighter. “Speak,” he commanded, his tone sharp and unyielding. I stepped closer, the edges of the summoning circle glowing faintly beneath my feet. “The earth is fractured, ruled by mortals unworthy of their dominion. But with your power, and my witchcraft, we can change that. Together, we can reshape this world.”

I froze. My lips parted, but I didn’t answer. “Do you still want revenge on Aria?” My heart clenched. She stepped forward until she stood right before me. “The pull you feel now is not just magic, it’s fate reaching for your soul. You are being summoned. But what you do when you arrive… will change everything.” I looked up at her, eyes full of questions. “What am I supposed to do?” The Moon Goddess didn’t answer. Instead, she raised her hand toward the cell door.