Apocalypse Manhwa Novels & Stories

Chapter Thirteen The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse The Curdo Empire didn’t just crumble because of Kael; one man could only do so much. What led to its downfall was famine, plague, and war. As Elena walked through the bustling village market, the colors and laughter around her felt somehow marred by a shadow. The vibrancy of life seemed to pulse alongside an undercurrent of fear and despair, a sinister tune playing just beneath the surface of everyday existence. It was the way the air felt charged, thick with the promise of change—not the blessed kind, but a foreboding shift that hinted at the arrival of something far more dire.

Goosebumps cram my skin as I arrive in front of the said classroom. At this point, I'm about to turn to leave when strong hands grab mine. Where on earth did he come from? Kiwor. Abaddon’s right-hand man. Of course, he’s here! "Not so fast, pretty. Go on, he’s waiting," he motions, leaving me no choice. The creaking sound of the door makes me shiver in anxiety, scared of what awaits me inside. From the stories I've heard about this man to the things I’ve witnessed him do to me, I’m damn sure I’m walking straight into a casualty trap.

Rowan's territory was indeed remote and desolate, but it was nothing like I'd imagined. Word had spread that Rowan and I were coming, because many beastmen crowded the roadside holding gifts they wanted to present to us. They all looked well-fed and healthy, their eyes bright. Even the little ones and elderly were plump and rosy-cheeked. Since the apocalypse began, all the clans had struggled to survive. Food was barely enough to get by, and many older beastmen had starved to death. Those who survived were skin and bones. However, everything was completely different here.

I yelled, pulling back from fire as Alessandro took out another one of his gun, taking my place in shooting those Italian fuckers whose numbers were increasing by the second like zombies. “Fuck you, Suka!” Bitch. I immediately took to my heels, dodging the flying bullets from the Italians as I rushed towards Ava, who had no idea what was going on. If anything, she was lost in trance and pale like a ghost. “Get down, Ballerina!” I barked, entwining our bodies as we both went down to the floor, hiding between tables and chairs as the Italian fucker who was assigned to end my wife’s life, opened fire.

On CNN live, Moses, who became the most popular man in history, spoke to a multibillion-dollar audience to deliver important news: "Earthlings, you have been waiting for the Apocalypse, and it has come. The Apocalypse is not the extermination of the human race, but a war in the spirit. Each of you must overcome your passions and become a Superman. All the viewers were disappointed and felt cheated. But each of the earthlings realized that the war must be in itself with its sins, so that there would not be a bloody war between the peoples. People have realized that the Superman is the one who overcomes sins in himself. Eleventh day. Superman There was a global lull, as if there were no recent

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

Ding! {Extended Lifespan unlocked.} "Huh?" Ivy blinked, clearly caught off guard this time. Her brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in her eyes. "Does that mean… I can't die in this world?" she asked, her tone laced with both excitement and disbelief. Ding! {It means you will not die easily, host.} {In the first apocalypse, you survived for ten years before dying.} Ivy's expression stiffened slightly at the reminder.

Charlie nodded firmly and said, "I believe the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book is like a Pandora's box. Once it's opened by someone who meets the criteria, everything starts to be subtly influenced by it. From there, events unfold like a series of dominoes, being triggered one after another in a preordained direction." He then added, "It's possible that both the Preface and the Apocalyptic Book are part of a larger domino setup created by someone. However, ordinary people wouldn't be able to set this in motion. Only when someone with a Dragon Fate triggers the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book can the chain reaction naturally progress to its later stages." Vera frowned and murmured, "The autho

Her impatient hands reached for his soft hair, running her sleek fingers along his hair as she deepened the kiss, entangling their tongues in a slow and sensual dance. His blue orbs commuted into red and vicious orbs, and her silvery grey eyes glowed like the moon. Drowning in the heat of the moment, darkness suddenly overwhelmed her as her glowing eyes dimmed as they slowly turned scarlet and brutish. She was gradually succumbing into viciousness. 'No, Riri! You must fight it! Don't let the darkness overwhelm you!' Liam thought with agitation barreling up his spine. Once he succeeded in making her evil, there would be no one left to stop the destruction of the world. And Lucifer would final

“Go without me. The next volume of the Purple Dawn manga finally came out and it even has a handwritten signature from Hoshino Nozomi herself. I have to read it.” “I can’t believe that you’re my brother.” Ryosuke said and sighs. “Fine but you better be done by the time I come back.” Ryosuke then left while Cai Kang went inside to read. He is a complete nerd when it comes to this kind of stuff. Purple Dawn is his favorite because it has an interesting plot, romance and development. It’s not popular but it is quite an amusing read. Due to his short attention span, he finds the pictures satisfying enough to understand the story. He was taught to not like things considered feminine or unnecessar