Divine Dungeon Series Novels & Stories

Suddenly, another earth-shaking dragon roar sounded, and then all the people on the spot saw a purple dragon that reached a few thousand feet approaching them from the distant sky. "A dragon! A Divine Archean Dragon!" At this moment, everyone was deeply shocked. Being struck dumb with astonishment, they stared at the divine purple dragon that flew closer and closer. It was wrapped in purple lightning flashes, which looked extremely horrifying. Under the powerful dragon aura, everyone held their breath. They all quite clear that the five claws of the Divine Archean Dragon could even turn an Apotheosis Realm cultivator to ashes.

All eyes turned to her, this strange pale woman with blood-red lips and glowing eyes. “Aldrian is not man. Nor wolf. He’s an abomination pulled from the underbelly of the ancient realms. He sacrificed his soul in a dark forest ritual. He’s bound to Florence, and through her, to the darkest dungeons sealed under the mortal crust.” “What dungeons?” Linna asked sharply. Kala’s gaze swept the hall, deadly and still. “The Dungeons of the Forgotten—sealed by the first Moon Queen millennia ago. The same dungeons that once housed the gods who defied balance. They’re opening.”

As for whether it was Deity Realm or Demon Realm, it was all the same to him. As long as his combat power improved, the rest would not matter. A name was just a label. After he was relieved, David began to check the information that had just flooded into his mind. It took a while, but he finally understood after he finished reviewing the information. After Saint Realm was not Deity Realm as he had initially thought, but instead, it was Divine Realm. This Divine Realm was not at the same as God Rank on Earth.

Much like the two Holy Lords, the sect master of the Divine Connection Sect, Josh Shoreman, and the sect master of the Divine Blood Sect, Selmer, also known as Scent of the Divine Blood, also gathered their men after receiving the news and rushed to Dark and Light Sacred Hall. Aside from them, numerous minor sects who received the news at a later time knew that things were about to change in their world. They gathered as well and headed toward the Dark and Light Sacred Hall. "It's been a while, Holy Lord Wren. How have you been?" The sect master of the Divine Connection Sect, Josh, greeted the Light Divine Holy Land's Holy Lord, Wren, also known as Emerald in Fire, and his men, with great en

He replies, smiling at me, "Just remember my fate is in your hands." What a fucking Asshole. I fight the urge to argue with him as I see the sweat dribble down his face, the use of this unknown dark power already taking its toll on him. I wrap my arms tighter around him as I lean us downward, almost closing my wings entirely, aiming toward the door that would grant us safety. Within seconds, I see the Smog head toward us, watching as the lava starts to flow back to its original position. We will not reach the door quick enough; I will dive straight into the lava. It's flowing too quickly back to its original form; I extend my wings again, not to pull upward but to wrap them protectively arou

Seeing that Caleb remained silent, the ancient voice continued, "Kid, do you not want my legacy? Become my apprentice, and this Elemental Palace will be yours too! It draws Reiki from everywhere, gathering it here—it's the perfect place for cultivation!" The ancient voice continued to thunder the soul, while the massive pupils contracted, his presence at once menacing. "Kid… the heritage zone, providence, legacies, mystic treasures… are those not what all humans seek? Come on, free your soul and accept my legacy…" "Who are you?" Caleb finally asked. The ancient voice laughed. "Hehe. Such a wary child… Not bad, you do have the right to be my apprentice… I am a divine black dragon of the Panth

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

It was a sign that we had to move to the field immediately. We quickly left the room to join the ranks. Chaz ordered us all to be quiet and check our weapons. As usual, I always brought my crossbow and rifle. After the assignment, my squad, squad four, had to explore an area called Windstone. The coldest and loneliest area in the west of York bordered by the Greenleaves forest, and if you walked further south, you would see the ruins of Willeth. There were no humans living in this area due to its poor condition, and even animals were rarely seen in this place.

There are entire wings no one's mapped. Staircases that only appear at midnight. And a library that watches you back. 🔥 The Divine Trials Each school year ends with a Trial, a pocket realm conjured from god magic, built to test your essence, your strength, and your soul. The Trials are sacred. Ancient. Deadly. You do not "pass" the Trials. You survive them. Or you don't. There are four: 1. Trial of Flame - Pain. Sacrifice. Power. 2. Trial of Bone - Face your ancestors. Or fall like them.

In your words, what exactly are Instinct and Divine Magic? [Divine Magic dwells in Light, Harmony, Creation, and Balance. It is calm, structured, and shaped through Invocation and Faith. It favors Priestesses, Moon-Blessed, and chosen Lunas. It is wielded through chants, symbols, or sacred objects such as moonstone, blessed silver, or inked runes. Divine Magic is used for healing, barriers, truth-binding, and purification.] ‘Right… and what about Instinct Magic?’