Avalon Of Disaster Chapter 21 の小説・ストーリー

Ava asked, probing the moon goddess to say more. "There is indeed a way. And that way is the prophecy. I can see it happening. The sacrifice of three souls. I am not sure what it actually is because it was created by my great father, but whatever it is, even as gods we can't interrupt in it." Moon goddess said with a loud sigh. "Honestly, I think it's fun. Let's see if the hybrid can survive this or not." God Alaric smiled. "She will be. If you've forgotten, then her second mate is Daniel Neptune. The witch-king of the dark witches who have access to even the dark books prohibited from the white world witches. He will try and do anything in his power to get his mate and only his mate alone.

Zephyr shifts in the air, and I quickly hang on so she doesn’t dump me off of her as she puts herself between me and the fire. “Ancalagon! You need to calm down. You don’t know how to control your fire. You could kill one of our mates. Calm down now!” Avani says forcibly, his powerful aura coming out. Ancalagon begins his lament again, and the flames that would kill me are almost preferable to the sadness in his cry which just makes you wish that you were dead. When we finally get to Everett and Kaylani’s ranch, Ancalagon lands, his body slamming to the earth, shaking everything around him. Everett, who was on his way out to meet us, stumbles and falls.

😱 “He was their greatest creation.” “And the real Ilyaan…” 💔 Orion’s voice cracked. The sky trembled. 🌌 The silver tree began shedding glowing leaves. ✨ Then he finished the sentence. 😱 ”…died twenty years ago.” 💥💥💥 The city erupted into chaos. The sky shattered. Reality screamed. And Ilyaan’s entire world collapsed. 🖤 End of Chapter 23 To Be Continued…

Another shape began to stir in the darkness. The air was thick, suffocating. Kael’s chain burned against his arm, alive with warning. Two reflections stood before them now, and a third clawed its way free. And the labyrinth whispered, almost tenderly, as though savoring their unraveling: One by one. Until none remain. ☠️ End of Chapter 22

Then Rowan looked at her. Then: "You say that every week." Then: "And yet here you are." Ava sighed. Then: "Unfortunately." The walking mountain roared again. The sound echoed across the valleys. Then the Fifth Crown mark on Valen's hand exploded with dark-red light. Immediately. Then Valen cursed. Then: "Oh that's bad." Nobody liked hearing that anymore. Then Aurelius looked toward the giant creature. Then: "No." Pause. Then: "That's catastrophic." Honestly? Fair.

"Mavric... they have your blood. They don't need Caelum anymore. They are creating an army of dragons." In the distance, police sirens wailed across London. A massive "Blackout" had just begun. END OF CHAPTER 124.

Alpha Zane hurriedly returned to his room. The heavy oak door groaned as Alpha Zane pushed it open, stepping into the dimly lit chamber. The familiar space, lined with towering bookshelves and a crackling fireplace, felt suffocating now. He let the door fall shut behind him, the sound echoing like a final verdict. ~Vesper Miles is alive and Qillalon is looking for her.~ Elder Mauritius’ words still lingered in his mind.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing doomsday red eyes that were far more dangerous than the sea of ​​vampires in front of him. "You're wrong about one thing, Walking Corpse," Alexander said coldly, his voice traveling through the vampires' bones. "I'm not a guard dog. I'm my wife's executor." But what shocked the pale-faced nobles even more was what happened afterward. The sky above Avalon, which was claimed to have never been accessible to human technology due to the vampires' weather-warping magic, suddenly split open. The Vanguard's eight Stealth Blackhawk helicopter gunships maneuvered above them in absolute calm.

Chapter 28 – The Curse Valenfort’s earth cracked. From the city’s core, black blood boiled like lava, spreading through ruined streets. Above, the moon vanished entirely — only crimson reflections on collapsed towers. Lucien opened his eyes amid ash. Everything was eerily silent, save his slow, heavy heartbeat. In his hand, Evelyn’s blood-drop still glowed faintly — fragile light in the apocalypse. He remembered the final moment: her breath, broken voice, sorrowful gaze as she dissolved into the gate.

She felt her daughter’s fear—like a beacon, somewhere deep beneath the Spire. She found her in the Temple of Unmade Flame, curled into a ball. “I didn’t want this,” Elya sobbed. “They want me to kill someone. I saw it.” Ava knelt, gathering her close. “Then we’ll rewrite the prophecy.” Elya looked up, eyes glowing violently now. “But I already chose.” 6. The One Who Falls Back in the great hall, the battle raged. Kael bled from his shoulder. Lucien was unconscious, half-shifted.