Ninja God Novels & Stories

Finally, the ninja said, "Those three appeared to have different skills, and their attire was very distinctive. One of them had a compass in hand and seemed to be able to control nature—" Balaro calmly responded, "That's a master of the Mystic Gales." The ninja said, "There was another one who appeared to be able to track my movements through the stars in the sky. His methods were unusual, and he appeared to have constellation patterns on his clothing!" With excitement in his eyes, Balaro exclaimed, "That's the Star Arcanum!" The ninja spoke of the third person with great fear. "The last person was the most terrifying. He seemed skilled at using poison. If I hadn't been vigilant, I would've

The very air around her seemed to shimmer with the power of the heavens. "I am Athena," she said, her voice deep and commanding, echoing through the tomb like a thunderclap. "And you… Nihil… you will not break me again." Nihil staggered back, his dark power recoiling from her presence. His face twisted in rage and disbelief. "No! This cannot be. You cannot be Athena. You are weak. You were nothing before. You are nothing!" Kiara, now Athena in every sense, raised her hand, the air crackling with divine energy. The very earth beneath her feet trembled as the ground split open, revealing the raw force of her godly might. Her eyes blazed with fire, her voice filled with divine wrath.

I said. I walked down the shattered stone steps. I walked right past Torin. I walked right to the lip of the smoking crater. I looked out across the deep-water harbor at the three warships. The gunners were frantically trying to reload, whipped by their captains, but their hands were shaking too badly to pack the powder. I didn't kneel. I didn't touch the ground. I reached back into the massive, glowing grid of the fifty thousand humans standing behind me. I pulled a fraction of their unified current—their defiance, their newly discovered empathy, their absolute refusal to be broken—and I shaped it into a spear of pure resonance.

Swisshhh. "Release the spirit of the god of war!" shouted Xiao Chen, and his body was enveloped by a figure wielding a sword. BOOOOOMMM... "What? The spirit of the god of war? Wh... How is that possible?" The black turtle chief's face changed instantly. This was not just the appearance of an ordinary martial soul, but it was equivalent to the appearance of a figure he called a god. A war god figure like this only appeared in ancient times, and since the disappearance of the war god's soul, no one had been able to awaken it. Now he saw for himself that Xiao Chen was using something that should have long disappeared from this world.

Not just any visitor, the God of War himself. The hall was prepared for the arrival of the God of War—Lucien Kael, Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. The name alone had silenced even the noisiest warriors. Lucien wasn’t a man. He was a myth and death wrapped in skin. Stories whispered of him were soaked in blood and fear. It was said that he owned nothing and no one but took everything he desired. Anana barely had the strength to care. Her body was failing, and her heart was already in ruins.

Always. But it never worked on him. He had no mercy or love to give. That was the one thing the so-called genuiuses forgot to programme into his game-style code of zeroes and ones. He was a cruel teenager - one who had existed since the dawn of time in this strange land of Alphas and Gods. Miaka was the only female left - so he would be stupid to let her lie - for if she did there would be no new blood to torture - and the teen God loved to torture them.

Enosos ran at me and just as he was about to come into contact I tore the small cristal straight out of my arm. The weapon I had pressed into my very body to use at the right time against the very creature that now stood in front of me. The god stopped in his tracks. Eyes widening. "As god made man powerful, with this crystal I make the god powerless," I spoke clearly and let my voice boom over the room. I could sense almost immediately how his powers demised and I did not wait to act.

“Precisely. A den of Nagas had made a trade with the hiyasha in return for more Adamantine.” Nagas were yet another stuff of legend. The name referred to a breed of reptilian humanoid creatures, very tall and lithe and exhibiting a sort of savage ferocity in battle. But Aki knew from personal experience that there was truth in the rumors about the monster warriors. “A trade?” she echoed. “Why would they do that?” “Because Adamantine is the only thing on the planet that can break the shell of the Dragon God’s Egg.”

It was impossible to survive the god of death, almost as impossible as an ant slaying an elephant. The man couldn't help but face it. But before Jody Gardner could defend himself, with a swift movement William Mackenzie, the strongest god of war, grabbed Jody Gardner by the neck and dragged him mercilessly with one hand. He carried him away from the area to give him more freedom to beat him up. Keannu Wellington was of course wide-eyed in shock and his hands were already shaking at the scene in front of him but he couldn't do anything about it because he didn't want to take any more blame.

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!