군신 の小説・ストーリー

Godber narrowly dodged, pushing the two attackers away and taking a few steps back to regain his footing. Carl, watching from the side, smirked as he saw Kirin and Godber being overwhelmed. He knew Yosef’s men wouldn’t be easy to handle, so he had hired top-ranked assassins from the black market. The old man, despite his unimpressive appearance, was ranked ninth on the assassin list, known as "The Fox" for his high combat prowess and cunning. He was the perfect adversary for someone as straightforward as Kirin.

“What?” we all said in bemusement. “Vainamoinen,” Alex repeated. “He’s a magic god with a magical voice.” Many of us twisted our tongues trying to pronounce her god’s name. “You already know where I came from, so there’s no need to tell you that again.” “I see,” the Shaolin began. “Then mine’s Guan Yu. He was a great general from ancient times. And this was his famous weapon.” He raised the Green Dragon before us.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

With a gesture, I ordered the Head warrior to disperse the warriors, and he obeyed, leaving only us, the leaders, and my children on the battlefield. - Oh Goddess, I wish I could see Klaus' face when he comes to his senses and realizes that "the stud of the family," the one who bangs a different woman every day, has a male mate. - Dominic says, still laughing. Everyone chuckles. Well, not everyone. I could see that Brady's face was slightly green. - What's up, old friend? Do you not approve of this design of the Moon Goddess? My friend stuttered, coughed, and, shaking his head, answered me.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

The only way for that was to listen to gospel music and pray to God for guidance and a peace of mind. Capri…. Dear lord I know I don’t come to you as I should, these day its almost certain that you’re all I have and all I have ever needed. I am not worthy of your grace. I’ve made an abundance of mistakes, but yet you continue to give me breath to continue to prove to you that even though I am not perfect I am your child and you will only give me the battles I can handle. I am never alone and I must trust that you got me no matter what.

The Hunters and Guardians had been asked to bring their own weapons, but she recommend each of them stop by after the meeting to have them blessed by one of several priests she had on hand and dipped in Holy Water. She said that Holy Water worked best when administered by a priest and that poor results some had reported may be due to missing this step. She also had several stakes available for team members to take which had been carved from demolished holy structures. She reported having better results with these weapons than others.

I hold on firmly to the cabinet so that I wouldn't lose my balance. "Ego Bastiana consecro et benedico istum circulum per nomine Dei Altissimi, in hec scripta, ut sit mihi et omnibus scutum et protectio Dei Fortissimi, Elohim Invictus, protestatis gerum contra hexes spiritus. In nomine Dei Patres, Dei Felii, et Dei Spiritus Sancti, Amen!"

I pleaded, pretty sure my ear was red, his sharp nails which had always been admired for how neat they were not letting go, the pain increasing. "Sire" a guard greets as he bows his head awaiting a response. I didn't even hear him coming then again that's how they are trained,always light on your feet,we don't have a lot of guards here their red and pale yellow outfit the only way I could tell them apart from students, truthfully we didn't need guards but grandpa still had a handful just as a precaution. "Yes?" Grandpa asks. "Alpha Zenon is in the premises he request your attention" the guard states without raising his bowed head.