Tower Of God Komik Novels & Stories

It was a roar that carried the weight of a thousand years of ancestral rage. “Girard?” I whispered, though I knew he couldn’t hear me. The thing standing in the center of the tower was no longer my husband. It was the Apex. A mountain of black fur and serrated bone, standing nearly eight feet tall. Its eyes were not amber or gold; they were voids of pure, electrical white. The air around him smelled of ozone and ancient earth. The heavy oak door finally gave way with a splintering crash. My father’s men rushed in, their silver-tipped rifles raised, their faces masked in tactical gear. They had come prepared for a wolf. They were not prepared for a god of carnage.

“They believe you'll be fine in the tower. - Said Kurayami. - How do you know? - Questioned Tsuki Miki looking suspiciously in his direction. - I have contacts. - Said Kurayami. - They'll be too busy to care about you here. - Said Kurayami. - You're the least of his worries. - Said Kurayami. - They won't get the idea of trying to contact you anytime soon. - He said. – And the earth has the doors to space closed. - He said. - You did it, thinking about that possibility. - Said Dark-Dragon. - You are sure. - Said the new god hugging him willingly, with a kiss on his lips, grabbing him and rubbing him with moans, and growls, groping him willingly, sucking his neck. “You will be with me for a lo

War God, Jason frowned at this, raising his sword, and the warriors behind him immediately formed a formation, their voices roaring, gathering the power of the celestial warriors to form a giant shield in the sky, blocking Levi’s aura. Levi paid no attention at all. He laughed coldly, thrusting the sword into the Daje Tower, a red magic seal appearing in the middle of his eyebrows, the Daje Tower immediately cracked countless times. Realizing what he wanted to do, the fairies were all shocked, but they were too late to stop it. Levi laughed wickedly, immediately pulling out the sword. The Daje Tower quickly crumbled, turning into ashes falling down into the aura below. With no Daje Tower to

Caspian was slightly stunned and felt that something was wrong. "Yes... Slaughter God Tower, you should have seen it, right? In fact, you just helped me complete the last step!" After that, the blood embryo didn't waste any more time talking to Caspian. It directly suppressed Caspian with the Slaughter God Tower! Caspian raised his eyebrows and was about to dodge, but the altar, which was the Slaughter God Tower, was too huge! After all, it could hold ten billion creatures. It was no exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the earth!

The light grew brighter and from a distance I saw it, the sacred tower . "This is Etemenanki, the tower of God and Lucifer's abode." It penetrated Godric's head. I appeared myself with Godric in my memories as an observer and let it pass in review, while my companion marveled at the beauty of the sky. A person could not even have imagined this in his most beautiful dreams, not even he. Even if it was just a memory, the light of heaven seemed to touch his soul. "Beautiful ..." His gaze went to the heavenly tower, which he eyed with awe. The kingdom of his master. No one was so close to him during his lifetime. With a trembling hand, he held on to Uriel's robe for support. The heart was poundi

If Gu Feng was already higher than Apotheosis Realm, how could he just be Apotheosis Realm? Su Xiaomei sobbed again and was finally pulled out by Xiao Chen. As they got out of the tower, they saw the monks outside were in a state of panic. Gu Feng was still like a fighting machine, hounding onto Zen Master Quechen. Suddenly, the Devil Repressed Tower shook again. This time, not only the tower was shaking, the entire Karmaless Mountain was shaking as well. Zen Master Quechen was in shock and exclaimed then, "This is bad!" Suddenly, the entire tower shook violently. "WHOOSH!" A fierce force rushed out. Many monks in the vicinity were knocked off and flew out, and even Xiao Chen and his party a

Henry said with a frown, remembering the disgraceful and pusillanimous replies he received from other human kings. The attack he lead on the holy tower was actually a piece of cake! this was the first proof he had for the rest of the humans, the tower was always protected by the Gods, for it to be easily taken down was a sign that the Gods had abandoned it, as well as the rest of the human lands, he had captured all the priests, took all the books and scrolls, including one weird black book with black pages, and then burned the place to the ground, his soldiers couldn’t sleep that night, thinking that the Gods’ punishment would fall upon their heads like lightening strikes for the unforgivab

It was impossible to survive the god of death, almost as impossible as an ant slaying an elephant. The man couldn't help but face it. But before Jody Gardner could defend himself, with a swift movement William Mackenzie, the strongest god of war, grabbed Jody Gardner by the neck and dragged him mercilessly with one hand. He carried him away from the area to give him more freedom to beat him up. Keannu Wellington was of course wide-eyed in shock and his hands were already shaking at the scene in front of him but he couldn't do anything about it because he didn't want to take any more blame.

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.