Romans & histoires Battle Through The Heavens Manga

Flowing the land and filling to the streams of the connecting river. Death! Bodies are piled high like the mountain. Scattered the once happy lands. Screams! They are louder every passing time. Piercing into everyone's ears from afar. Even the strongest of foes must quiver at the sound. Ash! It’s falling from the sky and onto the ground, scorching the land. Gone are the trees and fields. The once earthy and breezy place has decayed. Darkness! The sun has not risen since the war started. All lands have been cursed. One can not tell whether it's night or day unless you tap into the source of the cause. The energy of the dark witch Ophelia and this was only the beginning.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Mia and Jensen finally clashed in a heated battle. As Hayes had pointed out, the young man seemed inexperienced and even fragile. It did not take long for Mia to seize the advantage, but Jensen stubbornly refused to accept defeat. After being knocked down, he quickly sprang back up, his determination driving him to face Mia once more. Throughout their fierce exchange, Mia held back, skillfully redirecting a potentially deadly blow to Jensen's chest so that it merely grazed his arm instead.

“But mark my words, Matthew… even if you keep on rebelling and making all of your education go to waste, I will still find a way to make you become my successor. Even if I have to marry you off to one of my trusted businessmen’s daughters because of the useless thing that you are!” He had stormed off after that, and Matthew also slammed his bedroom door in anger. “Oh, looks like the rain is finally letting up.” At that moment, Allison’s voice pulled Matthew back to reality, snapping him out of his memory-induced trance. He sent her a glance before turning to look up at the sky. There were still dark gray clouds hanging overhead, but the heavy rain had indeed mellowed out, and it seemed to be

Something about her words had me feeling a sense of pride. Azrael moved closer to me putting a hand to the side of her mouth in a whisper. “If you can’t tell, she’s all about this destiny thing. Really makes a big deal about it. She’s a big history buff, that sister of mine. But me, I don’t really care about all that, the gods and stuff. I’m just ready to unleash the full extent of my magic. I’ve had to hold back for so long.” I smiled at her knowingly. Even though the thought of a battle sounded a bit scary, there was an exciting element to it. I needed to learn more about my magic and soon, so I too could unleash all of it to bring hell down on those responsible for these heinous crimes.

But he didn’t find anyone who resembled that mischievous boy from the Heaven Sect; the more he searched and failed to find Xiao Chen, the more he felt that a massive storm was about to break out. “No, where is that boy? I must…” Before he could finish his thought, the massive door that was supposed to be the entrance to the ancient battlefield suddenly trembled, and a transformation took place before it. To everyone’s eyes, the door transformed into something resembling the gates of hell. Giant guardian statues holding scythes stood there, their eyes seeming to come to life. Slowly, the door closed, and the two massive scythes descended to form a lock that no one could breach.

Adrian met his gaze, something sharper flickering beneath his usual control. “And you shouldn’t have left an opening.” The tension between them flared—not hostile, not quite—but charged in a way that had nothing to do with the fight itself. Then another attacker came. And the moment shattered. The battle dragged on longer than expected, the enemy more coordinated than Vaelreth had suggested. They weren’t just disillusioned soldiers—they were organized. Intentional. Dangerous. But not enough. Not against this. Not against them. By the time the last body fell, the ground was stained dark, the metallic scent of blood thick in the air.

The creature was larger, stronger, untouched by wounds or centuries of imprisonment. The Empty King wore black armor that seemed forged from living shadow. Around them stood armies beyond counting. Then the battle began. Lyra struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. The clash wasn't a war. It was a catastrophe. The earth cracked apart. Entire sections of the sky seemed to tear open. Stars fell like burning rain. The force unleashed by their conflict dwarfed anything she had ever imagined possible. Yet as the visions unfolded, a pattern emerged. Again and again, she saw the same thing.

Rumble! This overwhelming battle scene was enough to shock everyone! In the sky, the figure formed by the dense dark clouds with a mountain in its arms suppressed Heavenly King Woods! In an instant, the 10 sword slashes were destroyed! Poof! Heavenly King Woods spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked thousands of feet away by the mountain! Bang! Calvin soared into the sky and hundreds of long swords appeared behind him! He pointed at the Alliance Master Yarn in the sky and roared angrily, “Sword Dragon!”