Caelid Divine Tower Novels & Stories

Moments later, Ethan Brooks suddenly felt a weak wave of information emanating from the black widow. Ethan Brooks tried to understand. Her general message was, "Is there more?"

One of us was one of your ancestors. My jaw dropped. Killian had a startled expression. "Are you implying that Nyla is partially divine?" The horned deity remarked, "She is more than she realises." "And the boy can only be reached by her." I was lightheaded. Me? Something divine within me? As we crossed the bridge, everyone's spirits bowed. I saw it ahead— A black crystal tower that floats above the earth. It was encircled with chains. Lightning flared in the sky above it.

"Mr. Zeller, I am your butler robot. You may call me Argent." Felix said with a smile, "Hello. What's outside this stone room?" Honestly, Felix was a bit shocked. He'd expected to move straight to the next competition, but instead they were given a whole year to recover. Star Alliance wouldn't delay things without purpose—they must have something planned. "Outside are the Tower of Babel and the Tower of Divinity. The two towers correspond to martial arts and soul cultivation. "Your strength will improve as you explore the towers. And your progress up the tower will show how fast you're improving—the higher you go, the faster you advance."

BOOM! Occurred the result of the opposing energies that drove everyone off their feets except the councils that only staggered back. The eruption triggered the stability of the domain and they heard like thunder claps that ululated below them, Bishop Daimon realized what the thunder sparks were then he realized the councils tower was hidden above them all along. The Zenith tower was hidden in the skies above them, hidden from their perspective like white fogs. The thick smoke that choked the wind elapsed immediately with a sway of Dracula's arm but before they could react, Bishop Daimon uprooted his arms upward enclosing themselves including Amelia in divine energies that departed on conclus

At the foot of the tower, Lucien lifted his gaze, his golden eyes reflecting the hue of blood. “She’s opened it…” Adrian gripped his silver sword, rain soaking his back. “If the Holy Gate truly exists… then the Primordial Blood—” Lucien interrupted, his voice rough, echoing like it rose from the abyss. “...is awakening.” --- Inside the Divine Tower – Sanctum Level. Everything drowned in red light. Evelyn stood at the center of a bloodstorm, her body suspended in midair, hair floating as if caught in an unseen wind. The blood seal on her neck burned bright, spreading like roots burrowing deep into her flesh.

The ground trembled beneath Ava's boots as the group stepped into the tower's hollow heart. The stone door, once glowing with spectral energy, had gone still—waiting. Behind it lay the Nexus: the source of all ley magic, the convergence of every ley line on the continent, the heartbeat of Aether itself.

The cloaking field of the islands was failing, revealing a structure that defied logic. It was a city made of black obsidian and gold, rising directly out of the sea. There were no ports, no roads—only a singular, massive tower that pierced the clouds like a spear. "The Aurelia Spire," Eleanor whispered, standing behind us. "The birthplace of the wealth." As we approached, the Zenith’s console began to scream. "WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED CLAIMANTS DETECTED. ENGAGING SECONDARY DEFENSES." A fleet of drones, looking like silver birds of prey, swarmed from the tower’s balconies. They didn't fire. They formed a geometric cage around us, forcing our ship toward a high landing pad at the very peak of th

The light grew brighter and from a distance I saw it, the sacred tower . "This is Etemenanki, the tower of God and Lucifer's abode." It penetrated Godric's head. I appeared myself with Godric in my memories as an observer and let it pass in review, while my companion marveled at the beauty of the sky. A person could not even have imagined this in his most beautiful dreams, not even he. Even if it was just a memory, the light of heaven seemed to touch his soul. "Beautiful ..." His gaze went to the heavenly tower, which he eyed with awe. The kingdom of his master. No one was so close to him during his lifetime. With a trembling hand, he held on to Uriel's robe for support. The heart was poundi

The torchlight painted her features in gold and shadow, her smile almost wistful. “Long ago, long before even Lord Dareth was born, I used to be the Heavenly Empress.” She explained. “Back then, there weren't many gods but there weren't many humans either. We used to compete for worshippers and the gods then would use any method, even a sin such as the murder of another god, to get more worshippers. When my husband saw this, he said that we needed a place to keep unruly, disobedient gods as he didn't want to commit the sin of killing them so I helped him design this tower.” She glanced back at him briefly. “This tower is strong enough to hold even a True god. Once a god is locked away here,