The Gods Of Chaos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

In Mount Kpamos Helena, locked in Robos’ dungeon struggled to breathe. Her wounds were not healing quick enough and this was because Robos had applied the Mekai, a golden liquid substance that was known to kill gods if it was stabbed into their hearts. But he had only applied a small amount to her injuries making it impossible to heal quickly, it was his demented way of punishing her. She squeezed her eyes in pain as the broken bones of her wrists merged slowly. Tears fell down her cheeks but her heart and mind was set; she would not reveal the whereabouts of her children. If they were destined to destroy the gods then she’ll happily die in the hands of her children so long as they lived. He

“My talisman. Do you think it can be retrieved?” I shrug, “I don’t know. I’m not sure how that works. You traded it and Lysel’s to create the hunters. It now belongs to the god of chaos. It is the main one that creates.” “Have you ever met this god of chaos?” I shake my head, “No. I’m a dragon, I’m a young dragon, but I’m just as mortal as you in their eyes. The spirits are immortal until someone willingly takes their place.”

Seriously acknowledge The God of Space & Time. "But what happens if the man we call can't thwart the destruction of the universe? Wouldn't this just make everything useless?" The other light had the body of a young man. "Don't talk so much, if you have other plans, say it!" Shouting out of the fiery red light left the young man and the others speechless. "You're fiery as always. Well to be called The God of Fire, " said one in a light that resembled a bubble of water. "Piss off, Water God! Don't make me vaporize you with my flame!" Reply the man in the fiery red light.

Other races were not bound by this rule. The Great War paved the way for the gods to rule. The gods were strong at the time. But they were small in number. They needed time to grow. This was what the Book of Order feared: that the gods would grow strong enough to trample over them without the Origin King there to shield them. The Chaotic Flames did not share in her worry. He wanted to see the gods grow. He believed that it was possible to live side by side with the gods. Contrary to his title, he wanted unity. Unfortunately for them, they both lost. They injured themselves too deeply. And till date, they were still asleep, recovering from their grievous wounds.

The Chaos was a magical place, and no force could destroy it. Similar to the universes, the Chaos also had a Heavenly Path that secretly protected it. The Chaos’ Heavenly Path was definitely a terrifying existence. The Chaos was vast and boundless. Even a Macrocosm Ancestral God would not be able to find the boundaries of the Chaos. Although universes were huge, they had boundaries. Santino emitted powerful energy. His face was grim and terrifying, making him seem like an unrivaled demon.

That Nyarlathotep? Riche - What's Nyarlathotep? Arthur - ...One of the most dangerous beings ever existed... Legend says that any world that it descends to will be in chaos and got destroyed in a short amount of time... It's called God of Chaos because of that... Riche - ?! You mean It's even stronger than Mother Eve?! Arthur - ...I hate to say this but indeed. It's even stronger than Eve or even Qu for that matter... Riche and Ramius who heard that become totally at loss for words. They never know any of this before... They though the most powerful in this world is Mother Eve, but apparently not...

Cora asked, still staring at the screen. Wakely turned away from the screen and faced Cora completely. “I’m to believe that a bunch of recently deceased people are coming back as zombies, and they don’t give a reason why. I want the back story dammit. I want to know if someone fucked up at a lab and accidentally spilled some sort of chemical that raised them. “That I could believe. But just having the dead rise…it’s not believable. I want the damn backstory. Not just randomness.” Wakley huffed and turned back to the screen.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

She said as she gasped for breath “I have done to you what you did onto me with extra bonuses slut” Chaos replied flatly “Who do you even think you are?” “You should have asked that before you started to mess with my mate when I got here. But I will tell you anyway… I am Khione Dava Chaos, 3rd child to King Chaos and heir to his throne.My father is the King of Kings of the underworld and the lord of Lords of all darkness that exists in this realm and the other.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."