Caelid Divine Tower Novels & Stories

He was too scared to say a word even when his own wife was being offered up to serve the divine tree. … The next day, a few muscular men brought a sedan chair to the village before dawn broke on the horizon. According to the rules, the woman had to be blindfolded when she was delivered to the divine tree to prevent the location of the tree from being exposed. "Drink this, Hailey," David said as he offered me a bowl of black liquid. I took the bowl from him. The strong, herbal scent stung my nose. "What is this?" "It's to calm your nerves, so you won't feel as much pain later," David explained with bright eyes.

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.

Before Arista finished calling his name, Levi's head suddenly disappeared. Arista couldn't believe it. She blinked a few times and then looked carefully. At this moment, she realized that he had disappeared at the border between the first and second floors. So there were other realms in this tower? Come to think of it, it made sense. Even a divine creature from ancient times must have something to make it unpredictable. Arista rubbed her chin, pondering for a moment. In this tower, it appeared that you could look up to the top from the outside, but you couldn't see the second, third, or fourth floors from the first floor. If that were the case, this place might not only trap her and Alpha Le

Adrian confirmed, "Yes, Mr. Kayne was gravely injured and could not be saved. In his final moments, he helped me open the spiritual vein deep underground and retrieve the Divine Meteorite Ore." He gestured with his hand, and a piece of ore appeared in his palm. This was the extremely rare Divine Meteorite Ore, found only in the deepest part of Purecastle. The ore was the foundation of Purecastle, but with the arrival of the daemonic god, its foundation could no longer hold. So rather than leaving this spiritual treasure for the daemonic god, it was better for Adrian to retrieve it beforehand. Adrian needed a substitute object for long-term use. If the Divine Meteorite Ore could be used with

He wasn’t about to stop because the universe had decided she was divine. Kael followed, sword raised though the weight of it seemed to drag at him. “If she sees us as enemies, she’ll destroy us.” “Then we remind her who we are.” They climbed a ridge where the land had split open. Beyond it stood something that hadn’t existed an hour ago: a tower of black crystal rising from the ruins, spiraling toward the halo in the sky. Around its base moved shapes — wolves of light, human figures without faces, fragments of Aria’s own power made flesh.

“As will yours.” He stood in her apartment on Eidolon, the old man from the bookstore, sauntering toward her. “This building,” he said, looking toward the ceiling and then her bedroom. “So many unfinished stories. So many books.” He looked at her. “You know you can actually see this building on the people who tell their tales here?” Glancing back to the door. “And that? My coming in? This Eidolon’s my forever friend. There’s no locked door for me here. I can follow the scent right to you.” A small laugh. “Obviously

It was going to cross history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely crush Caspian. "Caspian, I happened to get this tower when I entered the Great cultivator of the Wastelands’ tomb of the Nine Great Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators in the post-archean times. The Divine Sense of the Great cultivator of the Wastelands was contained in it. You can’t escape from the calamity!" Even though the roar was loud, there was a hint of viciousness within. As his voice fell, a figure faintly appeared above the small tower.

Four massive towers stood at the city’s corners, each one channeling power from the four pillars of the Well of Origins, strengthening the barrier that held back the void and the trapped gods. Cole stood at the top of the central tower, the crystal still in his hand. It glowed with a steady mix of black, white, gold, and purple—no longer flickering, but still holding the weight of what lay inside. Lila walked beside him, her hand finding his, her eyes fixed on the sky where the barrier shimmered like a thin, iridescent veil. “The disturbances are getting stronger,” she said, her voice soft but serious. “Three this week alone. They’re trying to break free.”

She notices something moving in the pressbox across from them, noticing figures occupy it. Theo catches her eye from inside, standing beside a giant man, with eyes as stern and stormy as his. They're an intense blue just like a ghost of Theo's. His hairs long and white with a golden crown pushing it away from his face. He's a hulk of a man. She feels the weight of those eyes when they cut to her, feeling intense pressure. The shivers are back and nearly make her crumble. She sees another god standing to the left of him and feels Damon stiffen next to her. She notices he's watching the figure beside who she knows to be Zeus and Theo.