Novel & Cerita City Of Gods And Monsters

Since they were unarmed, they were left with just one option, "Run!" The guard rang the alarm, and voilà, the whole of Egypt were running against them with spears in their hands. The Time Gods had actually stolen the Pharaoh's must cherished possessions, and could not go scot-free. Now it was easy to quickly run back through time, but they couldn't. This was because, if they did, they would change history — and as in most cases — cause a new form of worship of gods coming in the form of men to steal gold. So they had to run zigzag to avoid getting pierced by the overhead spears. They dudged and ducked, running their limbs out, till they were able to get into the woods. There, out of sight fr

He fishes a huge dusty book from the cupboard and places it on the table. “You see, centuries upon centuries ago, the realms lived in peace. All the gods did their assigned tasks and together maintained balance and harmony. But then," he sighed and turned to me. “ But then, Nythros decided to become one greedy bastard and demand for the supreme power." “Urgh, what a greedy bastard!" I mutter. “He rebelled against the gods, went to the human realm and met humans who were greedy for powers that weren't supposed to be theirs to begin with. He infected them with his magic and turned them into monsters.”

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Then suddenly, the operator shouted, "There's something wrong with this chip!" The entire room went silent. She carefully sliced it open with a blade. "It's a dual-layer implant. The outer layer is a standard emotional regulator, but inside… There's a memory alteration chip." Ophelia's face went pale. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. [Altering memories to influence the verdict? That's insane.] [So those scenes of Ophelia caring for Gabriel were all fake?] [Then who's the real monster here?] The judge's expression turned grave as he walked over to me.

“Stay where you are, or I will destroy you?” Bola threaten and held out his hands, “Who led the war against the children of the night, and in what city were they destroyed?” “No one led the great war. The three kingdoms fought together and destroyed the vampires in the city called the city of gods.” The man’s answer left Bola with wide mouth. No children of the night could have known that answer, besides, they can’t say the word god without chocking.

“The Moon God, is it bleeding for us? Why is it so red? Is this an omen?” Victor paused in his steps. The cityscapes below their feet were abuzz. Humans minding their own business in a world they thought they own, in a world, they thought they were superiors. Not knowing, not seeing the world beyond them. Humans are naïve, they have no idea of the creatures way above them, of the scary monsters hiding beneath their beds, the life that coexists with them, the fears, and the war that’s about to doom them.

An unutterable foreboding dread hung over him as they drew closer and closer to the city. Slowly, they filed through the city gates and found the city lively and noisy, overrun by merchants and hawkers peddling their wares and calling out to prospective customers with burning fervor. It was a scene no different from any other cities and towns outside. But they swiftly noticed an odd-looking fortress protruding proudly atop a precipice at the west, overlooking the entire city. It was there, they could distinctly feel, that the strong evil Qi emanated from. "Amitabha..." Xu Gu chanted again, "I'll recommend diplomacy first; we should first meet and greet the master of the fortress."

No point in being overconfident. Evening drew close. We paused on a hill overlooking the city, which was a couple of hours away. It looked the same. Flowery. Another sign to be cautious. There were no walls and no towers to watch for approaching enemies. How did the city intend to defend itself against attack? They knew monsters were abroad, but apparently they weren’t worried. It didn’t make sense. Unless they had a way of protecting themselves they were keeping a secret.

“Monsters are born from fear. Gods are born from belief. But some things existed long before either of them.” 🌌 The Last Door continued opening. Slowly. Silently. Inevitably. 🚪⚡ The golden eyes beyond the darkness remained fixed upon reality. Watching. Waiting. Smiling. 😨 For the first time in existence… Nobody knew what to do. Not Orion. Not Lyra. Not Azrael. Not even the Father. 💀

After Gabriel finally had gone home by the short hassle that he encountered earlier, the Heroes’ that was summoned arrived a little late as they confusedly look at the road that was empty but left a deep scratch which obviously belonged to a monster sharp claws. Each one of the Heroes present had their face change as their eyes turned complicated. It’s the same as before when they got a mission in this city. Bailou city is truly a mysterious city. It was also the most favorate spot of monster intruding because even though it is a small land, the soil is healthy and that was what most monsters crave to dominate for them to use on.