Novel & Cerita Crown Of The Gods

With his attire and the way he stood with the crown and staff in his hand, one could tell it was their warlord in flesh and blood. He stood among them in his full glory. A crown on and a staff which looked like that of kings of the ancient times. "All hail the king of old!!". "All hail the king of old!!". The crowd chorused with their heads bowed onto the floor, hailing their warlord who stood with a hand folded into a ball at his back, and his face looking cold with no emotions in them. They bowed their heads and the king olor with his daughter, princess Lucy kneeled bowing as they sang praises hailing their warlord.

“Whatever it is. I told you in the yard. I told you on the terrace not an hour ago. I don’t care what you’re hiding under that wrap. I have never cared. I only care that you’re standing in front of me right now, terrified, and I can’t fix it because I don’t know what it is.” Above us, mounted in its glass case at the end of the hall the way it had stood for three hundred years, the old crown of the realm caught the torchlight and threw it back in broken glittering pieces, watching, the way it always watched, the way every crown in this palace watched every secret that ever tried to survive beneath its notice and, sooner or later, failed.

“Are you talking about me?” Her lips twitched, but she didn’t answer. The light path eventually led them to a massive gate, suspended in midair. Carved into it were hundreds of faces, human, divine, monstrous, each frozen in expressions of agony. Gold veins ran through the cracks, and from behind it came a deep, rhythmic pulse like the beating of a heart. Kael frowned. “Please tell me that’s not what it sounds like.” Evelyn stepped closer, resting a hand on the gate. The gold flared under her touch, responding to her mark. “It’s the Heart of the Crown. The first god who fell. The one who forged all others.”

There was an excited murmur from the pack and Delilah couldn't blame them. Her heart beat even faster now. The moon crown was an old artifact blessed by the Moon Goddess that was capable of single handedly picking out a female who it deemed worthy for the position of a Luna. Adam gave a nod of his head and there one of the clean shaven Beta's to his right opened a briefcase which she had just noticed only now. Out of it he pulled out a cream colored crown that had a glowing red jewel in the center. Adam lifted it above his head and suddenly it began glowing from a dull red to a bright red.

She had no choice but to renounce her curse on Octavius’s fertility. When the blessings were done and over the old wizened head priest approached Helena, wife of Robos, queen of all gods, and knelt before her. She touched his shoulder lightly before stretching her hands forwards, all the other gods placed their hands around hers forming a circle with a hollow space in the middle. The villagers held their breaths and waited and then it appeared, an affirmation that Octavius could sit on the throne of Camelorn. A bright yellow light shone from space the gods had made with their hands, as they each withdrew the people of Camelorn gasped at the sight of the golden crowns with jewels of every kin

"I bestow upon you this Queen's Crown, affirming your honor. You are the chosen future queen, destined to wed the prince." Elder William lifted the crown from the tray, an exquisite masterpiece crafted from the purest silver, adorned with the whitest gemstones, and embellished with radiant diamonds and moonstones. At its pinnacle, a moonlit blue sapphire shimmered, encircled by twelve dazzling diamond stars. Silver laurel leaves elegantly entwined the crown's base, reminiscent of waves cradling luminous stars. Such a crown surpasses our mortal craftsmanship; only the Moon Goddess could conceive such celestial beauty.

There were at least 10 jewels attached to the crown's base, making it one of the most grandiloquent objects in the entire vicinity of this lifeless wasteland. All seven of them hid behind a boulder large enough to conceal them. Their iris stretched as the luminosity of the crown poured their eyes. Their hearts are pumping faster than a flywheel. They looked at the armored giant wrapped in the halo of zion in the sky. Their forehead complete drenched in sweat and horror. "What the hell...Is that a woman?" "This rhythm! Shit! Can you guys feel it? " "Yeah! It's coming out of that crown…" "What the hell is she doing there? Why are they drifting in the sky like that?"

He never thought that the Crown of God, which the Divine Court had searched for thousands of years, would belong to a young man from Huaxia. If he could get this treasure back, he could become the ruler of the whole western world. The others felt the same. They had heard that there was a missing treasure of the Divine Court and the crown worn by their Divine King was a replica. Today, they finally saw the real one. No one doubted that the crown was a fake because the light aura was so strong that it purified the Queen of Vampire in an instant. Because of this, both the Pontifex Maximus and the Paladin were shocked for a moment.

> “I call you by the name you buried when you chose silence. The name you refused because it meant you’d have to feel.” He took a breath. > “I call you Remnants.” And in the breath that followed— The sky wept flame. The gods trembled. The Hollow Crown opened. And far beneath it all, deeper than memory, older than time... Something that even the gods had forgotten took its first breath.

The bodyguard following him snapped, “How dare you?! The pup Mr. Hoills’s sister is carrying is born to be his heir! How could you call it an illegitimate child?!” Someone sucked in a sharp breath. “What?! Hoills, the Lycan Chairman who rules over all packs?!”