Oblivion Gods Novels & Stories

There was a clan called the Ogbas, they watch over the land for ages if he must gain his entrance, he must defeat them, and even with his lords of gods behind him, these once would be without fear, they shall use every drop of their strength to stop the Laalu from taking over the land of gods and goddesses, he already knew these gods and had been preparing specially for such day when he shall meet them in combat, these gods were the last of all gods to be pushed down by Eledumare's armies as they stood the strongest of all that stood against their creator, after their regret they held onto the gates of the land, and had knew and had been preparing for that day, when the deceiver of all shall

Were there more cracks in the Void? Ayla looked into Rhobart’s eyes. She did not remember the time before the Gods. “In your world, what were you?” Rhobart’s eyes turned silver. “I was the God of Chaos and War. Men and beasts used to bow to me.”

“How many more remain? How many Old Blood still hide beneath the ruins?” Ekreth’s gaze shifted toward the distant horizon, as if seeing things far beyond mortal sight. “Few who can still stand. Fewer who will choose to. Some have grown… feral. Twisted. Broken by centuries of hiding while the gods ruled unchecked. But there are still those who remember the first oaths.” “We’ll need them all,” Nyxar said darkly. “When the gods turn on each other, this world will burn. We’ll need more than soldiers and steel.”

“Thousands of warriors… clad in coilmail that shifts like oil.” Nyra’s gaze was fixed on the valley below. The Covenant’s war drums rolled like thunder, a warning that made even the Celestial Host flinch. “They come not for us,” she murmured, “but for the world we’ve fought to save.” Aelion hovered at her shoulder, wings folded in silent vigilance. “They march under the sign of the Obsidian Mother,” he said. “A goddess of ruin, worshipped by those who would see creation burn.”

Thanatos asked, he planned to confirm everything now that he has already summoned the first level of Thaterean. “I don’t know whether I wanted to, I can’t even confirm my late actions,” Zhang Fei Fei said. “he must be a real adversary, I don’t know much about gods that existed before the other gods, but since he is capable of doing something like this, he should be, Lucifer, Satan, God the Creator level or slightly below” Thanatos said as the scythe slowly disperse with the Chariot, he seems to have already calmed down. “Is all the gods that existed before the older god this scary” Zhang Fei Fei asked.

Then, Xiao Long took out three brushes and poured two bottles of Demonic Beast Blood into a larger container. “Alright, let's start the operation of breaking through it” Xiao Long grabbed one of the brushes and dipped it into the container containing the Demonic Beast Blood. He began to draw something with the brush that was covered in Demonic Beast Blood. Xiao Long planned to break through to the Core Formation Realm by using a formation. Of course, it wasn't a simple formation. This formation would allow him to absorb a number of resource materials simultaneously. Not only that, this formation could also absorb almost all the energy in each resource material placed in the formation. In the

“You can’t seriously be trying to revive Egerth, Natalia.” “I don’t see what the issue is here. Resurrecting the original gods was always a part of my plan. Revivin Egerth would come last. I have to first revive Nataroth so she could bring them all to life.” “That doesn’t mean it’s a good idea. All the original gods died with grudes. They have been dead for a long time and have become abstract concepts. If by chance, they were ever revived, the world would be in grave danger.”

he says grimly. Elder Mave, whose voice I’ve only ever heard in riddles and warnings, speaks with the clarity of thunder. “The Boundless Ones,” she says, tapping her clawed finger against a faded glyph, “are not myths. They were gods. Creators but they were stripped of balance and banished from the cycle of death. Not dead, they are just dreaming.” Ezra leans forward, arms braced. “Then the red moon…” “Is their turning key.”

Ivan interrogated, cutting Orlov off. “I am Journia, High Goddess of the wild.” Ivan rolled his eyes, annoyed at the presence of another God. “Is the entire Celestial Realm coming to play, or just you two?” he asked sardonically. “Tyrel has been asleep for some years now. The conflict between you and the creatures awakened him. Usually we do not interfere in mortal matters, but something must have stirred something inside Tyrel to aggravate him so,” Journia explained. “Are you sure it wasn’t just Ivan?” Orlov quipped.

Once upon a time, three gods started a project of life. Andrius, Anatoli, and Ayja were three strong transcendence who gained Godhood from Heaven’s blessing. Each of them was extremely talented, and each one of them could create their own world if they wanted. But they decided to create a high realm among worlds and dimensions. Their creation was magnificent. It was not perfect, but the system was clear, and the creation had the opportunity they needed to survive. But just like other high realms, their project had become even more popular among lower-ranked gods. Like hungry hyenas, they put their watchful eyes behind the dark void of the cosmos. Waiting... for the right opportunity to strik