Supernatural Golem Novels & Stories

"Well done, Johnny, pretty close to the truth. They’re not mystical creatures, but some kind of ice robots created by magicians. Mystical creatures, like us, are alive." The professor, moving wand gathered some chairs in a circle, and then he signalled the three children to sit down. Alexander also approached them. "Ostende Revelare Golem", Knudlac said. A dense fog appeared, focused in one point, followed by a small explosion and a projection of an ice golem popped up. The professor swirled it with his wand to the left and to the right, enlarged it and shrank it, rotating it in all directions, so that the three children could see it better.

Something bigger. The earth in front of him rose in a massive shape. Ten feet tall, roughly humanoid, a golem of compressed stone and soil that towered over both of us. Its body was dense, packed so tight the surface gleamed like ceramic. The effort hit Remus like a physical blow. He staggered. Blood ran from his nose. Every ounce of his earth element power poured into this one creation. A desperate move. His final card. The golem swung. An arm the size of a support beam, arcing toward me with the weight of a collapsing building.

Just when Goliath was to say that their attempt was a failure, the liquid wood reformed into small Golems. [Skeletor has learned Druidic Golemancy Lv 1] [Skeletor has created a Chaotic Golem!] The Chaotic Golem looked like a snake with dark purple scales. The purple gem stuck in the forehead of the animal, and the faint illusion of dice was visible on it. It coiled around Skeletor's feet, but he picked it up, letting it sleep surrounding his neck. [Dorime has learned Druidic Golemancy Lv 1]

"Okay, so, golems are artificial creatures made of inanimate objects, right? And they're usually only given low enough of an intelligence to perform a specific task. This requires a complex formula of magic spells, but essentially it was like putting a program on a computer. It's not technically living." "Unless it's used as a media of djinn possession," Saracenia added. "Okay, and? What are you getting at?" "I think this child is a golem, made of slitherite. He's programmed to always be needy of his father and without Arjan around, perhaps Arvin's 'program' caused him to hurt himself. I'm saying this because golems without their masters usually doesn't last long." "Him? A golem? Isn't he to

The three sat cross-legged and continually channeled mana into the Magic circle, creating an endless stream of golems. The beastmen charging up the mountain all stopped after feeling the ground beneath their feet vibrating. The vibrating changed to rumbling, then a full-on earthquake. The rocks and trees on the mountainside were crushed and toppled by whatever was causing the earthquakes. A few seconds later, a giant boulder cut through the trees and dropped into the waiting horde of beastman. A well-prepared beastman easily deflected the boulder. The boulder transformed into a golem and slammed down on a big breast woman with bull horns on her head. The woman punched forward, sending the go

Apollo murmured, walking circles around the creature. It stood still, if not for the soft rise and fall of its chest, I would have thought it a statue. The creature didn’t respond to the sound of Apollo’s voice, ignoring every command he gave it. Gazing at it thoughtfully, Apollo reached out and shoved me to the floor. The thing moved, faster then I had thought possible. In one smooth motion it righted me on my feet, then turned to advance on my father. Apollo stood still, laughing as the golem lumbered toward him. He snapped his fingers, his face suddenly falling.

Time was already ticking but Pete couldn't do anything as he was casted into a mould. Beelzebub and the others, being on the other hand of the reality, were into a brief conflict before Beelzebub had casted them to the floors. He said to John that his blood was weaker than Lilith described. This means that Lilith has already spoken about John to the inhabitants of hell. He casted John to the floors and stripped him of his energy to battle back. After being beaten to plump, Beelzebub wasn't satisfied however as he wanted John to die. His purpose of this was to have John out of the way and cast all of humanity to their knees and watch them pray to him without threats given. In the same given s

Three Blood Golems dashed towards Red Rose even before she could go after Village Head Samoa. “Fast,” Red Rose’s eyes narrowed into slits, her lips twitching in surprise at the speed of the golems. Even if they were in humanoid shape, golems were still much heavier than humans. For the Blood Golems, their projected weight should have been about three times the weight of the average human. Logically speaking, they should have been slow in their movements; however, this was not the case. The golems moved so quickly that Red Rose barely caught a glimpse of their figures when they moved towards her. The first Blood Golem to get to Red Rose barred its fangs the moment it was close enough. It pull

On the other side of the bridge was a large, arched doorway. But standing on the bridge was... something. It looked like a wolf, but it was twice the size of any Alpha I had ever seen. And it wasn't made of flesh and blood. It was made of the same black obsidian as the walls. Jagged spikes of rock formed its mane. Its eyes were two burning coals of green fire. "A Golem," Drax cursed softly. "I hate Golems." "It's a Construct," I corrected, analyzing the magical signature. "Bound to the location. It won't chase us, but it won't let us pass."

"Not just you, though I think it started with you. Whoever is doing this is targeting all magic users. Is that something Gwen would do?" "I guess." I frown, thinking about his question. "She could want revenge on all of us for having magic while hers disappeared. Why? What is it you're not telling me?" "The spells used are to eradicate magic. They are trying to unravel the very essence of power and in doing so," he stops in front of me, "if they succeed, they'll wipe out all supernaturals on the planet." Ben's words ring in the air between us. What he is saying is that Gwen is trying to do mass genocide on paranormals including me. "Would this spell also affect you and the other ghosts?"