Mine In Abyss Novels & Stories

Her voice cut off with a gurgle as the doors slammed shut, sealed over with a crust of living black ice. The room turned freezing in a breath. The fire did not go out — its flames withered, shifting from gold to a dying, bruised violet, frozen in place and giving off no heat at all. From the drains, the cracks between the stones, the grout of the walls — the Abyss began to pour. Six shadow‑things rose from the spreading mire: faceless, hunched shapes draped in rotting kelp, claws of sharpened coral glinting like butcher’s knives.

“We will be in the water sit while we control.” “And we will breathe water,” added Kael. His green eyes rested calm down. “The Amnion gel of the Abyssals. It is saturated with pure oxygen. It will feel like drowning for a short moment. After that, Suit the oxygen supply directly via the lung. trust the technology, Companion?” I looked up to the gigantic dome, then down to the black ocean, in whose depth the toxic rotten. I was a junk collector from dry Ouroboros. I had seen the endless sky and the burning ice

The orange sky began to darken into a bruised violet, and the ground beneath their paws changed from brittle salt to a smooth, obsidian-like stone that vibrated with a low-frequency thrum. "We’re standing on the lid," Elias whispered, his strength slowly returning as Rhea shared her warmth. He pressed his palm to the black stone. "The sea is directly beneath us. It’s not just silver, Rhea. It’s a pressurized, liquid-state mineral. It’s the mountain’s blood, pushed west by the Oakhaven explosion." "How do we get to it?" Sela asked, looking at the impenetrable glass floor. "We don't have the heavy drills, and the Scrappers are still out there in the mist."

He rubbed his lips together, nodding as he took the paper from her. The second he took the paper, she turned on her heels and disappeared. Asher stared at the piece of paper for a little while before he took a deep breath and opened it. "Welcome to our treasure hunt. It is a pleasure to have you here, however we present you with a choice; to be or not to be. If you wish to not be, kindly walk up and all this will be forgotten, but if you are confident enough to unravel the mysteries - Follow the trail of leaves and vines, to a place where growth and beauty entwine." His brows shot up as he read through the note, and a huge grin covered his face. He threw his head back, and chuckled, willing

"There’s an ancient forge there... the Abyssal Cradle. It’s where the first Everett blood was spilled to bind the ley-lines. She’s waiting for us in the fire." The Abyssal Cradle The displacement pod hissed as it submerged into the boiling waters of the Atlantic. The pressure was immense, the exterior cameras showing nothing but a chaotic swirl of steam, molten rock, and bioluminescent sea creatures fleeing the heat. They settled onto a shelf of black basalt, miles below the surface. Outside the reinforced viewport, a massive, obsidian gate loomed, glowing with that same terrifying blue light. Standing before the gate was a figure that made even the "Mercury Julian" look mundane.

"It’s Memory-Carbon. The planet didn't bury these cities; it preserved them to remind us of the cost of the first spark." Félix was beside me, his emerald aura a tight, concentrated flame. He looked at the shadows pressing against the glass with a look of grim recognition. "The Abyss was just a puddle compared to this, Little Bird. Down here, the 'Wild' doesn't want to play. It just wants to be left alone."

The carcass of the Abyssal Leviathan disappeared into the pitch-black freezing waters above, taking the madness of the trench with it. At the bottom of the world, bathed in the soft, ancient luminescence of the flawless white jade gates, Caleb Blackwood stood motionless. The timer in his HUD was a relentless executioner: 69:40:12.

Hannah murmured, “it must have been terrible.” “Yes, well, it’s over now. We won, the evil guy lost, and all will be right with the world when we get your mother back,” Michael replied tersely. “So, what do you have for us, Gabriel? How do we get to that abandoned mine?” “Well, if you look at this map, it looks like there’s an abandoned mine at the base of this mountain here,” he explained, pointing to an area he had enlarged. “It’s part of the Goldfield Mountains, right next to the Superstitions. From the looks of it, I figure that’s exactly where the entrance is. But Hannah, you mentioned something about a cave-in?”

Dobah asked, obviously interested in this new piece of information. "At first, an Alpha of a pack, White Sted Pack to be exact, had visited our Prince a couple of months, bringing news of a certain cave of Baresis in which large amounts of Absterum had been found in..." Aiden replied, though Kane cut him short at this point. "You mean the mineral that can help us work under the sunlight without being burnt to ashes? This mineral...???" Kane asked, pointing at the small glowing red orb right in the middle of the ring he was wearing on the smallest finger of his left hand.

How glorious would it be! Unaware that the consciousness of the Dungeon Core had already planned their demise, Chaos, Belphegor, and Abyss entered the Boundless Abyss Dungeon through its gigantic and gaping entrance, which was an enormous hole that extended for several kilometers in the middle of the wasteland. Chaos performed a spectacular full dive into the Dungeon, flying down its abyssal entrance as it used Dark Vision to see its interior in detail. "From what I know about this place, the entrance is deep into this darkness, there will be a series of caves, each one leads to a different biome, but they are all interconnected," said Belphegor.