Legacy Of The Nine Realms Books の小説・ストーリー

Even the powers that Rena had inherited were only powers that Phinalona Taroc had been born with. The Taroc siblings were very well known in all of the Seven Realms. King Gareth, their father had ruled over the Southern Elven Realm for nearly three millenia. While a good chunk of Gareth's long reign had been peace filled, after the queen's mysterious death fifty years prior had only left Gareth cold and ruthless. He chose to let his subjects suffer as he suffered, losing the woman he loved had forever changed his persona.

The boy had no idea where the wetness came from because nowhere up around where he stood was wet. The boy felt a sudden sadness for the poor animal, so he held out his right hand, palm down, and suddenly, his arm glowed with a strange purple color. The purple color that had started to glow around his arm seemed to wiggle around it as if it were alive in its own way. Slowly, the wolf began to rise and out of the pit, with the boy switching his hand’s position as the wolf floated out of the pit. The boy laid him softly on the ground just a few feet away from the opening with a wave of his hand.

What's the story here? "There's some travel between your realm and this one, so some of your technology has leaked over and been altered to function here," Finn remarked after a brief pause. "I am from the Realm of Red, which is a realm of pure magic. Staff and the supernatural. As a result, the sword." Finn glanced in the direction of the howls. "Things are far more complicated between my realm and this one. And we should get moving before a pack scout catches sight of us."

“It doesn’t make any s—" "The ring that gave you the power of immortality is rightfully yours, I will say that. And even though that’s a whole other problem in itself, I’ll tell you something that neither Erica—” “You know Erica?” “Nor Remy told you. All the rings are interconnected. They always have been. Something other than chance drew the eight of you together. but the second you chose the leave the realms of the 9th, the scale was tipped, but like always, it found a way to bring you back.”

"Could she be? No! She's not, I should stop imagining things. It's better I focus on what brought me here." Xavier placed down the scroll as he went through the book on the shelves. He found the book he was looking for, it was tagged,HISTORY OF THE FIRST REALM. He was glad at first, but when he was going through the book, he found out there was nothing important. The book only talked about the people and the king's who had ruled the first realm, there was nothing about the war or the dark realm." "Maybe I can find it in war books," he picked up another book to go through but he ended up in disappointment.

Of course, no names were written in the book—each world was represented only by a golden point of light. If my guess was correct, this was the one-of-a-kind travel grimoire known throughout the world as The Nine Realms Book of the Fire God. But why would Lan possess such a book? It was unbelievable. Suddenly, I recalled my conversation with Shia the night before. I had asked her whether someone as powerful as Lan could possibly be one of the Twelve Prime Gods.

If there was even a sliver of a way back… My fingers dragged over one particularly ancient tome: bound in silver and wrapped in spell-locked chains. I whispered the unlocking spell, old enough that the air around me shimmered with pale blue glyphs. The book creaked open. “Chronos Binding,” I murmured. The title alone sent a chill down my spine. Inside were diagrams of realms overlapping each other like threads in a tapestry. Old Realm. Divine Plane. Mortal Realm. Abyssal Void.

This was cheating. Alex had had an overview of the Ultimate Book of Medicine, acquired the Legacy of the God of Medicine and clearly understood the cultivation levels except for the lack of laws now. After the Tribulation Crossing was the ninth realm to Imminent Immortal. Then, it was Immortalization, followed by Human Immortal, Earthly Immortal, Heavenly Immortal, Golden Immortal, Immortal Monarch, and Immortal Emperor. They had not even achieved Immortalization now, but they were up against an Immortal Monarch.

“Then I’ll remind you. I’ll stay by your side—even if you forget who you are, even if you change. I’ll find you, Lena. Every time.” Tears blurred my vision, but I blinked them away. I had cried enough. I had doubted enough. It was time. I pressed the ancient book—the one my mother had given me—to my chest. The runes on the cover flared to life at my touch, reading my blood, my soul, my truth. The tent rippled. The ground shook. The sanctuary itself responded. “What’s she doing?” Barin demanded, half to Maxwell, half to no one. “She’s accepting it,” my mother said, voice shaking.