Overlord Godkin Novels & Stories

It raised its bloody claws, aiming at Andrius’ head as if it wanted to crush his head. ‘Go to hell!’ Theo roared in his heart while watching from the sidelines. Marco and the other elders, as well as the sect master, Gerald, wore solemn expressions. Clang! The next moment, a long spear appeared in the air and blocked the claw. It was the Linebreaker Overlord. Seeing that he could subdue it directly, Andrius had no choice but to use force. However, to his surprise, when the Linebreaker Overlord clashed with the evil dragon, he sensed that the dragon was actually at the late Golden Core stage.

He had secretly marked the burly man earlier, and now, he was going to find him. He only had a week, after all. How could he let some random guy called "Fifteenth Overlord" mess with his plans? He would've killed them all if he wasn't afraid of Yolanda growing suspicious. … By sunset, the burly man from earlier, Trevor Ironhawk, was playing chess with his men. "Trevor, is Mr. Hitchcock really telling us to back off?" one of the men questioned. Trevor replied, "Yes, don't worry about it. That little bitch will come looking for Fifteenth Overlord herself before midnight. After all, his name alone is enough. Who would dare ignore it?"

Her mind was cut in two by the sudden close proximity of the close aide of the Overlord. “He is crazy.” Mina pulled her up effortlessly. “But we can talk about The Holiness.” “The Holiness?” She dazedly blinked at Mina. it took her two seconds to realize it. “Of course. Please.” She said desperately. “Of course.” Mina slapped her back while laughing. “The arrival of the conqueror, our beloved Overlord Shadow.”

During the last ambush, Fane Woods easily eliminated two third-grade soul-penetrating level fighters so it was no wonder to the disciples, he was an unassailable divine God! The Alliance Guard had reached the gates of the Nine Gods Clan as soon as Kevin Cabello had finished his speech. Leading the troops were three ninth-grade soul-penetrating level skilled fighters—Master Loador, Master Mackenzie, and Master Hackford. Their force was like a tsunami blanketing a small island, suffocating those around them.

Its appearance immediately aroused the high alert of all disciples in Hampton and the Central Combat Bureau of Nonagon! A middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and the demeanor of an overlord with cold eyes like a blade walked calmly and steadily into the Dunley Manor. Fulton Hash! He was the number one battle god of the Clarke family on Arcadia Island! He was the king of the seventh zone behind the door of Nonagon!

He looked at Harold in disdain. "Yes, you're right! If I was just at the Semi Overlord State, I would have no confidence in beating you at all! Yet, who told you I was only at the Semi Overlord State?!" Harold sneered as he let out an incredible wave of energy, pushing down on Elder Young. "Overlord State! You're actually already at the Overlord State, how is this possible?!" Elder Young was shocked. From the fluctuations of Harold's energy, he could immediately tell that Harold was already at the initial Overlord State. Many people in Springfield City knew that the two Kings were both at the Semi Overlord State. He quickly guessed that Harold must have just broken through!

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

Before anyone could speak, he replied, “The Overlord met his demise while he was residing in the manor.” “And we are just hearing about this now?” Beta Howli took his hawk gaze through the room and when he saw the evasive looks on Lord Elias’s and Beta Zoey’s faces, he nodded and said, "I can see you decided to keep some of us in the dark.” “It had to be done. We could not trust anyone at that moment,” Alpha Darren replied. “But you could trust the foreigner enough to tell her that the Overlord died?” Beta Fam joined the conversation and the eagerness he displayed put off the Alpha King who could not help but think that Beta Fam of the Batani Pack was acting suspicious.

Saw the way those silver eyes darkened, pupils dilating slightly as they traced the line of his throat, the curve of his jaw. "Commander Drayke," Queen Ysoria's voice cut through the tension like a blade. "How good of you to join us." Monster. The word rang through Caelum's mind, but it carried less conviction than it should have. … Several months earlier... General Velis Drayke stood cloaked in the shadows of Ashan's Great Cathedral, where the air reeked of incense and human devotion. Golden light from countless candles guttered against cold marble, casting the gathered congregation in a soft, forgiving glow that did nothing to mask the rot beneath the ceremony's gilded surface.

The burner phone in my hand felt like a shard of dry ice. “Caleb Thorne,” I whispered, his name curling through my throat like smoke and old blood. In my previous life, Caleb Thorne had been known as the War God of the North—a man carved from winter and violence. While cities collapsed into chaos and governments burned overnight, he had risen from the ruins of Oakhaven and built something terrifying: order. People feared him almost as much as they feared the Stalkers.