Lord Of Abyss 소설 & 이야기

She wailed, blood flowed out as Ahlum and Tabit pushed her away from the wall before she injured herself badly. “Snap out of it, Cassandra!” Tabit whispered, holding her tightly but she struggled, crying her heart out. “Logan!” “You are coming with me, you bitch.” Hissing, Logan slammed both of his hands on the Lady. Glaring at her for stealing his life, tears gleamed in his eyes, casting the self-destructive spell. “The collision of one shall be doomed for eternity; Perennial Abyss!” Casting the spell, shadows began to emerge from the ground. They began to move in circular motion, The Lady of Gloom let go of Logan and tried to break through the shadow, screeching with high decibels but they

"What do you mean by that?" "Phil, the danger is coming. Inhabitants of the abyss could not manifest inside the real world, they would vanish in a puff of smoke mere seconds after they exit the abyss, even the plains of sleep reject their presence and they only thrive inside the abyss. I knew something was wrong when you encountered the nightmare origin inside Annie's nightmare. It was only affected by the miasma from the twilight zone, but the strength of that nightmare origin could be classified as a lower-middle-class in terms of its standing in the abyss after it transformed."

The Goddess’s mark glows there, gold and unforgiving. “I made a deal,” you say quietly. Ryland’s jaw tightens. “What kind of deal?” Before you can answer, the ground quakes. The meadow splits, the abyss roaring beneath. A shadow surges—a towering figure with antlers of smoke and eyes like dying stars. The Alpha of the Abyss. ***The Veil’s guardian***, it booms, pointing a talon at you. ***You are mine.*** The Goddess’s voice whispers through your mind. ***Kill it.***

Impossible. He was a nightmare given form, a king of shadows buried under the city’s concrete foundations. Decades ago, the Syndicate war had ended with him sealed in this lightless pit. He was the Abyss King, the ghost that mafia fathers used to scare their sons. He wasn't supposed to have a pulse, let alone a partner. And yet, the bond ignited, turning his blood into liquid lead. "Get up!" Morcant roared. The shadows at his feet boiled, thickening into the shapes of his silent, lethal guards. "Move! Someone is at the ledge. A male. Find him and bring him to me breathing, or I will turn the city above into a graveyard."

"Inside that delicate body of hers, she is still hiding something of mine." Before the words had faded, my five fingers turned into claws and plunged into Chao Yan's chest. Under Jun Che's horrified gaze, I tore the Abyssal Heart, that core of pulsing black flame, from her body. The moment the Abyssal Heart returned to me, a violent torrent of demonic energy poured back into my veins like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. As the power of the Lord of the Abyssal Void surged back, my plain, mortal disguise shattered. My skin turned pale as snow, and the glowing infernal mark of the Abyssal Void appeared on my brow. The terrifying pressure of the source of all demons swept across the entir

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

I growl, shaking my head, “But dying at the hands of a Nati isn’t exactly on my bucket list.” He leans forward, “I’m not just any Nati, Mae, I am their lord.” Lord? So, the Nati do have a hierarchy, just as my father always suspected, he’d be so happy to know that he was right. Not that I will be able to tell him anytime soon. “That changes things.” I say, rubbing my hand down my face. Mihai frowns, seemingly confused, “How does it change things?” He asks. I shrug my shoulders, leaning back against the cool glass, “It means that I will have to kill you before I escape.” I say coldly, “Can’t have a vampire lord chasing me for the rest of my life.”

Lena said "Hey what are you talking about? Besides I haven't met you before." Athena said "Adrian do the honours". Lena looked at Adrian. Adrian stated " Hey Lena I'm sorry this is coming to you now but the truth is..... You are the vessel of the star or the one you kind call gods. Tou are the embodiment of one the greatest gods in history and he chose tou to be his vessel. He died years ago but his spirit has been passed down into you. You see there is a life beyond this place. The one of good and the one of evil. Your kind calls it the heaven and hell, But we call it the Ludus and the abyss. We are sent to bring you into the Ludus so you can help with the war of that would soon befall mank

"Congratulations. You're free of the Abate debt." "Yes." There was a long pause. "Sera." His voice was odd. "Look at me." I looked. Dante's face was pale. His gray eyes were wide, almost lost. He looked nothing like the dangerous underboss I'd first met. "I screwed up," he said. "With you. With everything. I thought I was keeping you safe. I thought I was playing a long game. But all I did was push you away." "Yes." "If I asked you to stay—really asked, no games, no power plays—would you?"

Then came the sound of hooves. At first, I didn't think much of it — travelers and merchants often passed through our village. But when I stepped outside, I saw the dust rising, the banners snapping in the wind, and the armored men riding closer in formation. Then I saw him. Darius Venn. He wasn't a king, though he fancied himself one. A warlord — brutal, ambitious, the kind of man who built power from other men's ashes. His armor was blackened steel, his red cloak torn at the edges and crusted with dried blood. I'd heard the stories — how his blade never stayed clean, how villages that resisted him never stood again.