The Strongest God Of Elixir Novels & Stories

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

The concoction seemed to have made me more sensitive as well. My vision turned blurry as my body heated up once more. A deep flush spread across my skin. I clung to the vine that was wrapped across my chest, staring at it with hazy eyes before asking, "Do you like me, divine god of the tree?" The divine tree rustled its branches as if in approval of my question. I threw myself into it. I thought about all the ways the men had described that made the process more pleasurable as I clung to the vines desperately.

Kevin answered, “do you remember the ones I’m talking about? Do you know the stories?” “Yes I do. But they are just old bedtime stories.” Alex shook his head. The old Gods didn’t exist. They were just night time stories told to children. The only Goddess was the Moon Goddess. The one who destined each werewolf with their destiny and their mate. Surely this Kevin and his father couldn't be serious.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

the Reaper waved the Golden Sky away and quickly returned to his throne. The Golden Sky nodded his head, gripping the elixir tightly within his palm. He could feel the power contained within from merely holding on to the bottle. Clearly, this was an elixir of the highest grade. Taking this would elevate his strength to the highest level. He would become two times stronger at the very least!

Though there are species which are fighting for power and dominance, people who want to suppress weaker ones so they could rule but then there's this big power above them all which keeps them at leash and maintains peace. If you are talking about Goddess then you are somehow right because that power is gifted by Goddess only but I am talking about the MASTER. The most powerful creature. More powerful than dragons and fairies. Powerful enough to defeat everyone even if all the spirits come together. The man selected by God to protect the weak and maintain peace among all races. The most strongest and powerful warlock/wizard of the whole world. Yeah it's me. The Master.

(Alfred) Smoothly he put on his business face when he faced, the annoyed Elijah. I wondered in a fight which were stronger, Elijah or Alfred, both of them were quite mysterious in strength, Elijah despite her damaged Magic Core, she still can cast a fairly heavy damage spell and her physical strength, is the highest in Aeternum placing her in second just to mine. As for Alfred, he was a millennia old Lich, that alone explain his magic strength, but in term of physical strength probably Elijah can easily snapped him in half. “Alfred…if both of you were to fight…who would win?..”.

All of them knelt down excitedly and started worshiping Archie. “Congratulations for returning to your prime, Archie!” “Congratulations for returning to your prime, Archie!” “Hahaha!” Archie stood upright, his fists clenched tightly. Two bolts of lightning flashed between his palms, making crackling sounds. “Not only does the elixir of life restore youth and immortality, but it also greatly increases a Demigod’s power. I, Archie East, am now the most powerful man on the planet!” Boom! Archie punched the void in front of him as soon as his voice fell silent.

Layla grabbed her phone from her pocket, checking the screen. A message appeared that read: Welcome, Initiate. You now stand among the chosen descendants and the blessed of Olympus. Elysium Academy exists beyond mortal reach, hidden in the cradle of the gods’ last sanctuary. Here, divine bloodlines are trained to master their inherited gifts and to uphold the Balance between the mortal and immortal realms. The Six Great Houses of Elysium • House of Zeus – The Stormborn: Commanders of sky and lightning. Natural leaders; their power fuels both creation and destruction.

His Internal Energy surged severalfold in an instant, clearly activating a secret art that burned his life force. "Solaris Magic, Golden Giant!" the First Elder roared. His body expanded instantly as golden light condensed around him into the phantom of a colossal golden deity. The deity held a massive battle axe and radiated a terrifying, majestic aura. "Even if it costs me this old life, I will kill you today!" The golden deity phantom raised its huge axe and cleaved down fiercely toward Elijah. The axe contained the immense power gained from burning life force. Wherever its blade passed, space itself twisted slightly, the surrounding air seeming to be sucked dry as suffocating pressure sp