Oblivion The Great Divide Novels & Stories

She had not yet realized what was in the two boxes in her hands. Those were two partial Heavenly Overlord clones. In this level 4 civilization where the highest combat power was only an Eternal, how powerful would an Overlord be? There were two big realms in between them, which were Saint Realm and Divine Realm! It was no exaggeration to say that as long as these two clones were used properly, Reva could do whatever she wanted in the Boundless Galaxy from now on. No force would dare to disrespect her. “Have a safe journey, Master David!” Lucia suddenly said from the side.

How could they be together even in death while I was cursed to live a hideous life repenting for sins that I only committed to keep those I loved safe? "No, Margo. They can't win over us. Not Delia and definitely not Eve. This is why you got a second chance... Let's get better ok" I told myself. "Then we'll have our revenge. Let's make sure to flay her skin. I am going to burn you to ashes Eve. If you won't die from falling down the hill, you are definitely going to die when I burn you alive. And this time, I am going to make sure that you don't survive I'll make sure of it" I promised.

I casually asked Atlas, "When can Dylan come back?" "Soon! Do you have anything else to tell me?" Atlas asked me. After giving it some thought, I laid down my spoon and said, "Take care of the burial of the old man in that remote village for me! He was sacrificed to protect me..." Atlas immediately replied, "It's already taken care of. Don't worry. And I have settled down those few households in the remote village to Goldengrove." I glanced at him and said, "But Goldengrove has many remnants of Navi. Aren't you afraid..."

The air around them crackled with energy as the seal on the ancient text began to break. Ava gritted her teeth, pushing through the pain as the power of the Underworld pulsed through her. She could feel it—the connection growing stronger, the missing piece of her soul finally falling into place. With a final surge of energy, the altar cracked open, revealing a glowing scroll within. Ava collapsed to her knees, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Hayden was at her side in an instant, pulling her into his arms. “You did it,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.

“This is an ancient manual that was owned by my late father. He didn't explain how he got it but he forced me to study it because according to sources he heard, this manual holds a big secret about cultivation." Zhou Fu received the uncovered book from Liao Ting's hand with an astonished face. If the manual could indeed guide one to become a great cultivator, surely Liao Ting couldn't have ended up at the Mortal Foundation level like back then. The Mortal Foundation was the worst level on the journey to immortality because with such talent, there was no hope of advancing to the next level.

From then on, I had no choice but to turn a blind eye to the matter. Today, however, I was acting so boldly because of my rebirth. In my past life, on this very day, Summer and Jean had gone to the market after putting something to cook in the oven. I'd gone out with a friend to buy some things. When I returned, the dorm was already on fire. Summer had been terrified at the sight of the flames. She'd muttered to Jean, "How could this happen? Nothing's ever gone wrong with that oven." Jean was more terrified than her. She'd trembled all over. "I-I don't know. Maybe it wasn't the oven."

But then Thorne looked around at Sarah's team, looked directly at the camera, directly at me, and smiled. "This isn't over, Debbie," he said, his voice calm and cold. "You can kill me, you can kill all of us, but the Circle will never die. We're everywhere, in every city, in every government, in every boardroom. You can't cut off the head because there is no head, just a thousand snakes, and we'll keep coming until you're in the ground." He raised his gun, not at Anabel, but at his own head. "No!" I screamed, but it was too late.

The Great Divide did not fall in a day, but the legend of the Sovereign Pair spread through the cold crags like wildfire. In the moons that followed, the High Council's reign collapsed under the weight of its own rot, their armies breaking against the harsh, unforgiving winter of the north where no imperial mandate could survive. Counselor Vane was dead; General Kaelen returned to the capital with a melted sword and a broken legion, only to find the city gates barred by the rising wolf-packs and hybrid clans who had answered the call of the reawakened forge.

- Natalie walked away, leaving Cedric alone in the vast mansion. Bam! He suddenly got up and kicked the sofa, causing it to shift. Frustration ran through him as he raked his fingers through his hair. So much had happened in the past few days. Natalie had demanded a divorce, Isabella had been kidnapped, and they needed someone to donate their eyes for Isabella. It was all driving him to the brink of anxiety. What frustrated him the most was that he had lost to his most detested rival, Irwin, today.

"We felt the… shockwave. A surge of power unlike anything we've felt since the fall of the Shadow King. We've tracked you from Stillwater, through the highlands, to that accursed library, and to the coast. Wherever you go, the world… shudders. You leave behind restored villages and standing stones, but you also leave behind a trail of confused survivors and destabilised realities." She took a step closer, her eyes narrowing, destabilising. "And you travel with a creature of the void. The same void that birthed the Shadow King. Explain yourselves." Liora found her voice. "We are fighting the same enemy. The Oblivion. The thing that is making the world forget. We are Scribes. We are restoring