Novel & Cerita Hells Gate Avatar

Some part of the hedge seemed to close in over the top, making the passageway dark and cold, and it was always a relief to walk back into the warm and sunny part of the path. As Millie got to the first turning, she wondered if she should go on. Almost immediately there were turns left and right; she looked further on, there was no point going right from here the hedge went about ten feet and then stopped in a dead-end, and there was a pretty statue of a nude on a plinth in the centre of its curve. Gabriel scratched his head with one of his drumsticks; they were sitting in the control room of their woodland studio. "A party, here?"

There were many rocks with sharp edges were lying all over the place, and I could hear the boiling of water from somewhere, when my eyes followed the sound, it landed on red hot lava running through a small stream. “Right here, guys!” Helena’s voice snapped my gaze to her, who was standing a little far from us along with the guys. There was this sky-high gate in front of them which looked like it was carved from the mountains, it had this very dark and gothic aura around it. This place looked like a fragment of my imagination.

Ava Pov I portaled myself down to hell. I was not sure how I instantly came here without making a portal. As the minutes went down to my birthday, I could sense a change in me. I ended up in the middle of the hell realm near the pit of tortured souls. Their cries to free them were endless, but their pain meant nothing to me right now. My own pain was loud and screaming in my own ears. Atlas. After all we had been through. He did not want me anymore. I dropped to my knees.

The figure of Ava went straight up and stepped into the void. The snow in the Ice Plains was lifted up to a height of 3,000 feet, and Ava with a cold mask looked like a fairy. "Send my order. All the experts in Deity Realm in this battlefield should hurry back to Heaven's Gate immediately. All the experts in Deity Realm in the martial arts world should come to Heaven's Gate immediately." The voice of Ava resounded through the whole world.

Boom— The next second, the palm struck the avatar. However, the avatar managed to counter just in time. Both sides trembled and then retreated simultaneously. The first clash had ended in a stalemate. Aria was stunned. Andrius had the strength to contend with an Immortal Realm being’s avatar. He was too powerful! The avatar was also shocked. Was that a joke? How could slave he captured from the lower realm could match him in combat? “Immortal Art: Soul Destruction!” The avatar was unable to suppress his rage and unleashed his most powerful technique.

“What the hell is that?” “An avatar,” Damian replied. “A partial construct—Carter’s physical projection.” The avatar tilted its head, its voice coming from multiple speakers at once. “Flesh wants to survive. Code wants to evolve. Which side are you on, Eli?” Eli fired. Bullets tore through the avatar’s torso, each impact leaving a spray of sparks and synthetic blood that evaporated instantly. The creature staggered but didn’t fall. Instead, it lunged forward, impossibly fast, striking Eli with enough force to send him sliding across the floor.

"They’re humming. It’s a carrier signal. The High Council isn't sending ships this time. They’re sending a Presence." At the center of the valley, where the superconducting rink once glowed, the air began to crystallize. It wasn't ice, and it wasn't stone. It was a pillar of pure, unrendered white light—a vertical "Insertion Point" that bypassed the True Real's atmospheric defenses. The Avatar of Order From the pillar stepped a figure that made the Deleters look like children's toys. He was ten feet tall, clad in robes of shifting geometric equations that flowed like liquid silk. His face was a mask of perfect, terrifying symmetry, and his eyes were two twin singularities of absolute logic.

From the darkness of the tunnel, something emerged. At first, it looked human—tall, lean, walking slowly. But as it stepped into the dim light, Maya’s breath hitched. Its skin wasn’t skin. It shimmered—like mirrored glass fracturing with every movement. The face was almost featureless, except for two burning red eyes. Adrian whispered, “What is that?” Maya’s voice shook. “A projection. The Sovereign’s avatar.” The creature tilted its head, curious, like a predator studying prey.

Then: "That's not a mountain." Everyone looked again. Carefully. Then they saw it. The truth. The Third Crown revealed it instantly. The "mountain" wasn't stone. Wasn't earth. Wasn't rock. It was a giant. An actual giant. A dead giant. Miles tall. Frozen in place. Its body had become part of the landscape. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Ava stared. Then: "I hate this world." Honestly? Fair. Very fair.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.