Artorias The Abysswalker 소설 & 이야기

Chapter 130: The Heart of the Artifact Darius’s POV The cavern walls hummed with a low, vibrating energy, as if the very earth itself recoiled from the artifact's presence. The deeper we ventured into Veyron's stronghold, the more oppressive the air became. It was as though the darkness around us had weight, pressing against our skin, clawing at our minds. Aria led the way, her magic illuminating the jagged stone walls with a faint silver glow. Beside her, Killian walked with tense purpose, his jaw set in a grim line. I followed closely, my scar burning with every step closer to the artifact.

"Pawns in a game already lost. What matters is Hailey’s heart. Her mind. If I control both, I control the realms." Tristan, the brute, asked with a chuckle, "And if the Wolf King intervenes?" I let a chuckle bubble from my throat. "Let him. The wolf may growl, but the sea drowns all." Later, in the crystal chamber, I summoned the living core of our newest army. Shadows moulded with water, hate bred in salt and bone. My secret weapon: the Abyssborn. They rose from the dark pits, humanoid in form but monstrous in nature. Silent. Unfeeling. Loyal.

. Only a single person he was acquainted with possessed that blend. Only a single person had the audacity, the raw, unchecked anger to attempt something like this. "Sama Arthur," he gasped, the name both curse and prophecy. "She's alive. And she's coming for me." He stepped away from the desk, pacing the opulent office like an animal in captivity. "She's not by herself. She couldn't have done this alone. She's made an army." "An army, sir?" Tobias squeaked, horrified. "But there's only one woman. And she's been gone for years." "She's not 'just one woman,'" Crayons Arthur growled, stopping before a sweeping window overlooking the city. "She's a dynamic force of nature. And she's always been

"Arthur? He was a decent man. But I only got to know him because of you, didn't I? What's there to ask about?" Caleb couldn't make sense of it. Arthur had a respectable reputation in Silverton, but measured against all of Solareon, or even the entire northern region, he was nobody of real significance. Caleb rarely paid attention to people like that. "Today, I found an Abyss Flower stone carving hidden behind his memorial portrait. My own carving shattered inside the Dragon Abyss long ago." That stopped Caleb cold. He knew exactly what an Abyss Flower stone carving represented. "That's impossible. Boreas only just took office. The new batch of carvings hasn't even been distributed yet," Cale

I was all alone in the dark. I pressed my back against the cold wall and slid down until I hit the floor. The stone was wet. The darkness was the kind that sat on your chest and pushed. Then my hand touched something on the wall beside me. I felt it with my fingers first. Scratches. Deep ones. Letters carved into the stone by something sharp, maybe a nail, maybe a tooth. I traced them slowly. T - O - B - Y. My chest caved in so hard that I thought the ribs would crack.”.

The sound echoed painfully through the palace. Its brief moment of recognition vanished. The crimson returned. Darius lowered his head once more. Awaiting orders. Eryndor closed his eyes. "It still owns their minds." --- "You cannot save them." The primordial entity looked almost amused. "They chose me." "They never had a choice," Ariana answered. The creature laughed. "Does that comfort you?" She lifted the First Blade. Silver runes awakened along its edge. Moonlight flooded the chamber. The glow spread across the front ranks of the Abyss Pack.

K’ Kian was a corrupt, slippery fish who always cleaned up his trail even if he had to cover it up with the blood of others. Mr Tibe was a man — maybe an entity with how hard it was to lay eyes on him — who sold everything illegal, with roots of power embedded so deep in the state, his empire might still be standing after I’d take him down. But that's okay, if I have to cut down every fucking branch myself, then that's what I'll do. I'd already lost someone to that, and while I didn't have any more siblings, I had a mom. And she had friends that had siblings.

[Amora’s point of view] The sunset painted the school campus golden. I walked out of the academic building to find Alessandro at the bottom of the steps. When my gaze fell on the familiar silhouette, the agony of the past crept back into me. I wore a plain black dress, my hair draped over my shoulders. I exited the building, cradling books against my chest. Next to me was a man. The man, tall and lean, wore a navy-blue suit. He carried my bag while leaning over to murmur something to me.

From the darkness below, a figure emerged—a being of pure shadow and flame, its eyes glowing with a malevolent light. I gasped, my blood running cold. “What is that?” Darius’s smile was cruel as he watched my reaction. “This, Sera, is our ultimate weapon. A creature forged from the darkest depths of the Abyss, bound to the Apocalypse Key. It’s a being of immense power, beyond anything you or your precious artifact could hope to control.” I stared at the creature, my mind reeling. It was like nothing I had ever seen—its form constantly shifting, flames licking at its shadowy body as it moved with an unnatural grace.

The land was slowly breaking open beneath the battle field. Then suddenly, everything went still. Not quiet, just still. Weapons froze mid-air. Creatures locked where they stood. Dust hung unmoving. Time had bent once again. Aria felt her heart slam painfully against her ribs. “What’s happening?” she whispered to herself. Then she felt it. Not her child but someone else. Watching and waiting .. The Abyss King slowly turned toward the ridge. “Step away from her,” a calm voice ordered. A figure stood on top of the broken hill. It was tall and wrapped in silver armor. Its eyes looked like pale stars.