Poison Gods Heritage Novels & Stories

Jay said with distress, “Baby Zetty is the only descendant of Boye. She’s not an ordinary person. If you want to live a peaceful and stable life, I’m afraid you can’t stay in Imperial Capital.” “I know, Dad.” On the way back, Finn was repeatedly thinking about Baby Zetty’s safety. The poison sect had not been eliminated. Although the Poison Old Fossil and the Poison Doctor were killed in the fire, their descendants were a group of poisonous doctors who would destroy humanity. What they devoted their entire lives to pursuing was attaining the highest realm of medicine. They would certainly pester Baby Zetty and force her to surrender Lynne Boye’s secret skills.

I was the one that was meant to go rogue all those years ago because as it turns out, it was my father who broke the pact our pack with the moon goddess by killing Ethan’s father who was his brother so that he’d be next in line for the throne. The moon goddess had given the ancestors of the crystal blood pack unrivaled abilities to become the strongest in Wandercoast after they’d begged at her feet. However, she predicted that their new found power would spark envy and hatred amongst them so the ancestors entered an unbreakable pact where the child of anyone who killed another family member for power would be cursed to go rogue. “Fuck, it was meant to be me wasn't it?” Hera’s eyes could bare

“You didn't save me, Father. You buried me alive. And now, I’m digging my way out.” Silas Blackwood stepped forward, his gold-and-sapphire aura flaring in a controlled, lethal hum. “The containment protocol was not an act of mercy, Father. It was an act of genocide. You tried to erase a goddess to satisfy a trade agreement. You traded your daughter’s soul for a silver-lined treasury.” He turned his gaze toward the Council emissaries, who were watching from the ridge. “The heresy you are looking for is not in the Shadow or the Void. It is in the hearts of the men who think they can play God with the blood of the Moon.”

Sandman pondered momentarily before speaking, "Master Blair, you don't need to worry about this. If the Necro Poison could completely neutralize the poison Mable was exposed to two years ago, then it shouldn't have affected the child in her womb." Blair felt a sense of relief upon hearing Dr. Sandman’s words. However, the next moment, Dr. Sandman suddenly said, "Speaking of heredity, what you should be concerned about the most is whether the Necro King's poison can be inherited." Blair's spine stiffened. "Can the Necro Poison be inherited?" "I can't say for sure, as this poison is quite mysterious, and our understanding of it is limited. However, based on its toxicological properties, inheri

"Immortal is a level of cultivation. Humans cultivate to become immortals and Immortals cultivate to become gods. Both immortals and Gods can't die of natural causes. Someone stronger than them is the only thing that can kill them." KuLaa nodded. "Because of the poison fed to everyone in this world by the house of Zote for hundreds of years, the genetics of the people have changed and the generations that followed kept getting weaker and weaker. It is only a matter of time before the creatures of this world die out or get refined by the Zotes unless someone stops them.

She read through it for a while, then she looked at me and said ‘’My lady's legacy is a prophecy that has been avoided for many centuries as many gods, especially the gods of Olympus, don't want to believe it. A good number of Underworlders, mostly the older ones, try to avoid the subject, hence why they never mentioned it to you, Hades’’ she stated, ‘’What prophecy?’’ Hades asked. ‘’A Prophecy that the gods fear one that might cause another celestial war, since that prophecy says ‘’Hades shall arise more powerful than Olympus’’

“It’s okay, Nate. It has to happen. It’ll wipe out the legacy of my blood. End the Riding Hoods for good. Our children—future generations—won’t carry that curse.” Tears streamed down my face. I kissed her palm. “My love. We won’t ever have pups.” But she smiled. Bright. Glowing. “Nate, gods can’t die.” I blinked. “What?” And then she explained it: gods can be killed, but they can’t die. Their souls live on. They reform. It might take time. Decades. Centuries. But they come back. She would come back. I stood, lifted her into my arms, and spun her around like a madman.

The Thirteen Fallen Gods & Their Bloodlines "From their ash, we rose. From their blood, we were born." A ripple went through the room as everyone leaned forward. Professor Valewyn’s voice dropped to a reverent hush, like she was sharing a sacred truth. “Each god ruled a fundamental force. When they were destroyed during the Divine War, their essence splintered, embedding fragments in mortals. Those fragments became bloodlines. Every godblood born today descends from one of these divine sources. Whether you know it or not.” She gestured to the first symbol: a flame that flickered real fire.

Cold Yin Needle and Black Stone Beads, both of which were Grade 5 Spiritual Tools that allowed them to be infused by Level 5 Poisons. Xiao Long took out two small furnaces and two bottles of poison given by the Sect Leader. The two poisons were put into each of the small furnaces, making a strong smell come out. The first poison was black with a crackling surface and the other was green with a strong smell. Then he put some Fire Stones under the furnace and turned it on. These Fire Stones served to heat up the poison and at the same time would also infuse the needles and black beads. But he only used a low-level temperature so that the poison would infuse slowly and completely.

“What the fuck was that?” “Aria can command your demons. I wouldn’t be surprised if she could command your whole army or damned souls.” Chaos said. “How?” I asked. “Your father is the product of a Demi-God correct?” Chaos asked. “Yes. But my Grandmother is a Titan. My Father is barely human.” I said. “That does not matter. The level of humanity is of no consequence, it only matters that you have humanity. And that the human descendant is of the Christian God. You could not have an Angel for a soulmate if you did not have a descendant of Christianity.” Chaos told us.