Old Man God Novels & Stories

she saw he just wanted to be silent, not to make her feel like a fool who her knowledge was weak, she needed to know what he was thinking or knew, so she looked seriously and asked, " Opolopo, talk to me, is the girl not who i thought she was? Tell me if i am wrong about her, tell me who Oyinda is now" she looked serious and was really obvious that she must hear what ever Opolopo had in mind concerning the girl in question, he answered by saying " i Opolopo would not call her a goddess, but she is not human also, but the things with that girl is not known by her, she is a good peaceful young innocent beautiful girl, but a god lives inside of her, and that god must be a old enemy, who only p

Seeing this, the sweeping old man could not help but smile leisurely. "In terms of energy, he thinks that Samuel is inferior to his. In terms of pure strength, as the True God, he has the strongest body in the world and completely suppressed Samuel in every aspect. Unexpectedly, he is full of confidence but has become like this. It is inevitable that he feels strange and angry." the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book nodded softly.

Sweat began to settle on his forehead, so he took out a tissue to dab it off. "Who are you really?" Aiden's voice was firm, demanding an answer. The old man hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously. Then,he sighed his face morphing into a smile " I am Cryptess. The goddess of Darkweb" However, Aiden was smart; he could see the effects he had on this old man, which only fueled his suspicion. When he raised his hand to touch the old man, he suddenly jumped off the seat to his feet.

For a moment, neither spoke. “You didn’t answer earlier,” Gavriel said at last. “Who are you really?” The old man poked the fire gently with a stick. “Once, people called me a listener.” Gavriel frowned. “A listener to what?” “To God,” the man replied simply. The word landed quietly, without force, without ceremony. Gavriel stiffened. Not in disbelief, but caution. “Many claim to hear gods.” The old man nodded. “And most of them hear only their own desires.”

"I must tell you there is no one besides us four on this island. I must tell you your God gave you the wrong information." I knew shitting with their God could cost me my life. The old man could order my execution at this very moment. But I had to take the chance. I was going to die, anyway. The old man grabbed my neck and clutched it tightly. I could not breathe. This old man had a lot of strength for his size. Was he going to kill me? "My God never lies," he hissed. "I know there are six foreigners on this island. I will find the remaining two and show you the might of our God."

To him, humans were their own deities; they wrote their fate through their personal decisions in life. “You look so surprised; like I said something so strange.” The old man said with a wryly smile. “I have never prayed before.” Lance admitted. “Would you like to pray now? God is gracious enough to wash them away.” The old man cheerfully said. Lance nodded blankly. He didn’t like talking about religion but he did not want to be rude to this elderly man. “I will pray once I reach home.” Lance said, trying to escape but the man stopped him.

Fortunately, Thea was a Caelum Ancestral God with great strength, so it was not difficult for her to locate him. Thea sat in the highest seat in the Callahan Residence’s main hall. Sitting below her was an old man in a white robe. He had long white hair and a long white beard. The old man had a very unearthly aura and radiated a quiet might. “Sir.” Although Thea was a Caelum Ancestral God and was one of the top ten powerhouses of the universe, she addressed the old man respectfully. The old man was a well-known powerhouse for a very long time.

Not long after, an old man in his 60s walked into the hall. The senior looked disdained. ... The senior said indifferently to the leader of Thunder Mountain Organization, "Thunder Mountain Organization, you've offended God of Clouds Organization. What are you going to do?" The senior was none other than First Elder of God of Clouds Organization, a Rank 10 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. ... The leader of Thunder Mountain Organization said indifferently to the senior, "God of Clouds Organization, don't go too far!" The senior sneered, saying, "So what if our God of Clouds Organization goes too far? I think your Thunder Mountain Organization doesn't know how powerful our God of Clouds

"Why do you question the gods? The old man's voice was so deep, it could put people to sleep. "To…to get answers." Micah's lip quivers, then she realizes something. The man standing in front of her was the same man that was seated in the middle of those candles a few moments ago. The old man had grey moldy eyes, as if he would go blind any moment. But with those eyes he peered into Micah, as if he could see the deepest part of her soul. Just then the man began to shake his head from side to side. Then she started stroking his beard, the length reaching up to his stomach.

She smiled and called out: “Fire God León de Fuego… I'm here! Where are you?" “He won't come, you'll never see him again…” An old sound suddenly sounded behind her. When she turned around, she saw an old man in his sixties with a very broad forehead and a hunched back. Even though he was very old, he had eyes as bright as torches. He resembles the God of Thunder Rey de Los Lobos worshiped in the temple. “You want to know the outcome of León de Fuego and Kondensationswarme?” The old man asked her in a calm voice.