Miraculous Cataclysm นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But the older witches long for this time when they will once again be able to see and experience the grandure of how it was before the reign of the black witches. Mira suddenly felt a feeling of belongingness and unaware that tears are steaming from her eyes washing the stain in the mother crystal a tear that was like magic spreads and cleanse the years of oppression and bad deeds. Then when the mother crystal was totally cleaned and clear of any stain, Mira was envelope with incandescent reflection. An apparition appeared in front of her, glowing with equally bright reflection. The eyewitness ot what is happening was in awe. 'Mira my daughter I have been waiting for a long time for you

But then the mirrored sun pulsed. The light that followed wasn’t bright — it was hungry. Every reflection — the water, the metal, the glassy shards of the shattered council stones — began to twist inward, pulling, devouring the images they once showed. Faces vanished from the pools. Shadows turned the wrong way. The mirrored sun bled a single drop of light that fell like a tear into the center of the Vale. When it hit, the world screamed. The ground cracked open, swallowing the circle whole. Kael barely had time to throw himself backward, dragging Kairis and Marrik with him as the entire sigil pit collapsed into a well of pure silver.

"Earliest lunar magic to most recent. Look, this section covers the Great Cataclysm period." Rick joined her, his newly enhanced senses allowing him to detect subtle magical signatures from the artifacts. "The energy feels different here. Darker somehow." "Corrupted lunar magic," Nathaniel explained, his voice tight with ancestral memory. "During the Cataclysm, many sacred items were tainted by blood rituals similar to what killed Krane." A sudden gasp from Valeria drew their attention back to the centre of the room. The former Raven had gone rigid, her eyes wide as the blood pattern beneath her hand began to pulse with an eerie red glow.

"You are shadows of what was!" Arthur stepped forward, blade drawn. "Then it’s time we become what will be." The battle was apocalyptic. Cathros summoned the raw power of the original altars, manifesting despair, loss, and fear into living beasts. The ground trembled as memories of the Hollow’s sins came to life—specters of massacres, betrayals, and lost promises surged against the resistance. But they did not falter. Catherine fought like a woman possessed, shielding Arthur and Isabella as they pressed forward. Father Michael and the last faithful Seers stood at the edges, weaving protective magic that kept the worst of the altar’s wrath at bay.

Reign smirked with Amber clutched to her hip, nibbling on a piece of candy cane. "Just go with that damn rascal," Cecile shrugged. "You're a monster." "You helped in creating this monster," Reign smiled. "Life's a cycle, a merry-go-round and karma's a female dog. I'm just sorry I won't be here when you get a bite of it all." With that said, she walked out in confidence, her shoulders felt burden free, only for Amber that was still attached to her. Dominic, her best friend, had been waiting for her with her suitcases packed with clothes that belonged to her and Amber along with personal documents.

Something had triggered the maximum security response. "All prisoners to lockdown positions! Do not move! Do not resist!" I stood calmly as additional wards locked into place. Magical suppressors intensified. The cell became a true cage instead of just a holding area. "What's happening?" I called through the intercom. No response. The guards were too busy with whatever crisis had emerged. Then I felt it. Magical backlash. Enormous. Coming from Moonrise Academy. Miranda's working. The one she'd been maintaining to heal the supernatural world. It was destabilizing. Threatening to tear apart reality itself.

Dark clouds churned above, swiftly engulfing the entire forest in an oppressive gloom. Purple lightning tore through the heavens, illuminating the dense woods like broad daylight. Chase stood frozen, staring in disbelief at the spectacle before him. This was… a Lightning Calamity! A Lightning Calamity was descending upon this place! The world trembled, and the earth groaned. Another deafening clap of thunder exploded in the sky, shaking mountains and rivers alike. Chase's pupils contracted. His heartbeat slammed against his ribs, and every muscle in his body was convulsing from the sheer pressure. He had never witnessed anything like this before—it was as if the world itself was coming to an

Zadicus cast his ultimate spell. Bringing a circle of blood to the sky holding immense power to dispel any magic power. It released a smoke of intense dark magic moving in circles rapidly. “Hmph.” Katastrofi scoffed, releasing a slash but Zadicus stopped it. Katastrofi didn’t know what Zadicus experienced. He was not inside Zadicus’ mind but his patterns, inside the relic’s seals. He knows nothing about his attacks and spells. “Ungodly Rain.” Blood began to fall from the sky in their area which was in fact fatal acid, melting anything coming in this way.

“Bound beneath the Black Gorge. Fed by blood. Summoned by betrayal and vengeance. Immune to claw or fang. Can only be silenced by the Moon’s Flame.” The silence afterward was suffocating. “That’s why Mira led us there,” Damien said slowly. “She was never trying to kill you. She needed you alive. Needed your blood. She wanted to awaken this… thing.” “And use me to destroy it,” I finished. “Or to bind it again.” Elyra crossed her arms. “Either way, she sacrificed herself to release something that shouldn't exist.” Grayson stepped away from the altar, running a hand through his hair. “What now? This thing is free. Mira’s dead. We barely escaped with our lives, and now we know it can’t be fought

She folded her hands across her chest as she fixed her eyes on the scene before us. We all heard a loud growl which was suddenly accompanied with thunder and lightning. Before we could say jack, a pool of water came from nowhere to wipe out the army the dragon had replicated. It didn’t only wipe them off for them to resurface. It completely wiped them out this time. “How did this happen in the first place?” Morgana enquired. “Something about a ruler of the night?” I said unsure. “At least that was all I heard about their identity.” Morgana’s frown deepened at the mention of “a ruler of the night”.