Dawn Of The Infinite Immortal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She walked towards him like an elder about to impart some words of wisdom to a child. “Ok I’ll try my best not to interrupt you” he meant it this time “You better not" she inhaled deeply before she began “Where am from there are different beings that exists there, prominent and dominant among them are what you call gods, now they control everything that goes on that realm. They’re powerful,terrifying well some of them are but what I am trying to make known to you is that they stand above the others. Now among them is a separate race of beings called Anti-gods, they’re fewer in number but still they hold some authority. They’re what you may call police as they keep the gods in check to make s

" too?! " " Didn't you hear him red ? " Daryl said. " This Apadore place exist in a different dimmension! " " So no one in Apadore would be effected! " Eric said. " Also it would kill off any humans on earth or hybrids who didn't play ball! " Daryl said. " So he wants to blow up the world just so he can regenerate it ?! " Adrain said. " Yeah! That way, hybrids would be the only species on Earth! " I said.

Ethan leaned back in his seat, studying me for a moment. Then, he said, so sure, “You’re not supposed to be here.” There it was. I swallowed hard, the ice cream suddenly feeling too hard to swallow. “Define ‘here.’” “This version of your life,” he said. “This timeline.” Silence. At the same time, a soft ringing in my ear appeared. There was no way he knew that, absolutely no way. I let out a breath that almost turned into a laugh. “Okay. You’re insane.” This was laughable actually.

For all his heretical beliefs, he was flirting with his own ruin, putting himself in a situation where it could all be taken away from him, because secretly he knew it was wrong, that the balance must be restored and being immortal was nothing like he hoped it would be. Jimmy also realised what had really scared him when he looked into Isimud’s eyes. Behind the anticipation and the maliciousness, he had seen a dull and stultifying numbness. That must be the worst thing about being immortal, never having to worry about getting old or dying. Like his story, Isimud’s life lacked an ending, and that took away all of its meaning.

A somber realization settled upon them, as they grasped the possibility that Dawn had sacrificed herself to save them both. In the midst of their sorrow, a soft luminescence enveloped Dawn's lifeless body. The room seemed to shimmer with ethereal energy, as if the very fabric of reality shifted before their eyes. A whisper of wind stirred, carrying with it a faint, distant melody. And then, in a breathtaking moment, Dawn's eyes fluttered open, a resplendent light dancing within them. Gasps of astonishment filled the air as Dawn rose, her body seemingly renewed, pulsating with an otherworldly vitality. She stood before them, transformed, her countenance radiating an ancient wisdom. Her voice,

No—he looked younger back then, barely more than a teenager, and he’d been immortal when we met, barely more than a newborn and stuck fast to his master, a dark-haired man who Canus had mentioned was a bit of a recluse. Whatever had happened in my previous life, it would not happen any longer. Thralls enjoy a prolonged lifespan, but it comes at the cost of dependency. A mouthful of immortal blood lasts about three sunrises, and without it, the years catch up with a vengeance. From the looks of this mortal, he must have missed his scheduled dose during the previous night. He approaches the tale end of his youth already, skin thinning to cling desperately to newly revealed bone structure, and

Alex smiled. How could he not know such a simple principle? “What’s the second realm to Imminent Immortal?” “Imminent Immortal... Could it be that it’s the realm after the Tribulation Crossing?” Alex asked. He did not know that there was such a realm as the Imminent Immortal. There was no introduction of Imminent Immortal whatsoever in the legacy that he had acquired from his ancestor. It only mentioned the next level after reaching the cultivation base of Tribulation Crossing would be the Immortalization realm.

"His name is Bashir, the Supreme Battle Warrior from a special outland organization. Bashir is known to be the strongest among hundreds of organizations in the outlands. On top of that, he's said to be immortal.” Adrian instantly frowned. An immortal? Immortality arts was said to be a power that had existed since ancient times, but he had never met an actual immortal before. Ever since finding the black metal below St. Elmer’s Church, he had suspected that immortals existed. He never expected to have his suspicions confirmed today. "Are you sure?"

Darian said, “the wisdom of the primordials is beyond whatever we have today. And as a matter of fact, I learned how to sign a contract with the Moon Goddess. I’m currently on an immortality contract and that is why I’m not scared of having a Lycan king’s claw to my throat.” Astonishment hovered over me the moment Darian said he was immortal. “Really?” Father looked startled, his eyes bulging out. “Tear through my heart and watch if I will die,” Darian dared. “There’s no need for that,” Father said, “I’ve been listening to your heartbeat all this while. Not one of your words is a lie.” “Thank you, sir,” Darian smiled. “So, do you believe me now?”

He just conjectured that they were unkillable before but sadly, that belief had been shattered by what Madame Ais had told him yesterday. "What's an immortal, Madame Ais?" Maru decided to get help. "They are existences who have achieved the rank of a Level 8 Cultivator, Maru. Being an immortal means that time can no longer touch their souls, giving them unlimited lifespan inside their current realms." Madame Ais replied promptly. "Okay." Maru said and he doubted that he could explain that to his sister since he was also grasping at the meaning of those words. "Really, brother!? But for how long?!" Uwyn asked and looked at Maru like he knew every answer to her questions.