One Thousand Years Of Death นิยาย & เรื่องราว

*** Meanwhile, Dave touched the golden coffin with the phantom fingers inside the cave-dwelling and said, “Young man, do you know how many years I have been lying inside this coffin?” Alex shook his head. Dave said, “It will be two full millennia next year.” Alex looked at the formation blueprint on the ground and asked, “Did Senior use this kind of method to prolong your life? I also once heard the outsiders talk about you. You were a True Immortal two millennia ago. I have also read the ancient books and found out that one’s lifespan would increase by leaps and bounds after his cultivation base reaches Immortalization. Even someone who has just turned into an Immortal could live for three

That came like a bombshell. “Then why do you want to see me if you don't miss me”? “Because I feel like”. He took a leaf from the tree branches and played with it. “Don't you have a family”? “They are all dead”. “Oh. Sorry”. “You don't need to be. People will eventually die so it's unenviable”. “But you guys are immortal. They shouldn't die”. “Immortals only live for thousands of years. The ones with high cultivation live for millions of years”.

Now that he was married, it was expected that the next handover would be to his son and so, there was no need hiding himself anymore. “How is your research going, Noah. Any lead?” Aliyah asked. Noah was researching the existence of the Death tree and why it’s blood can change any human that drank it and also the fact that it has been in existence for ages but Nightwalkers only started existing two thousand years ago. However, with only over a hundred years ago since the last one appeared, he still has eight hundred and sixty something years to wait till the next one.

"Buried under half a mountain. But he's not dead. I can still feel him down there. Weak. Distant. But alive." "For how long?" Kael asked. "Ten years. Maybe more. The ritual window has passed. The alignment won't happen again for a decade." I looked at each of them. "Which means we have ten years to figure out how to kill something that's survived a thousand." "Or ten years to prepare for his return," Mira said quietly. "To fortify. To unite the packs. To be ready." "Unite the packs?" Kael's laugh was hollow. "You make it sound simple. Most of them hate each other. Hate us. Hate everything about this war."

Everyone looked at the Queen. "The First Kingdom failed to kill the Blood God." A pause. "But we succeeded in delaying him." Her eyes moved toward Evelyn. "We bought ten thousand years." Ten thousand years. For ordinary humans, that was an impossible amount of time. Empires had been born and erased during that period. Languages had changed. Names had been forgotten. Yet for beings like the Blood God, it was merely a short sleep. Evelyn looked down at her hands. A creation of the First Kingdom. A weapon designed to choose.

Within him. “They were committing harm,” he says. “That has never been the threshold,” I reply. “I know.” The acknowledgment is immediate. Not defensive. Not uncertain. He waits. The system hums around us, vast and impartial, threads moving as designed. No alarms. No rupture. And yet, something strains at the edges of what was meant to remain stable. “You collected two souls whose time had not arrived,” I say. “And you did so without exchange.” “In the past, there was substitution,” Death answers. “This time, there was not.”

“What did you say? She’s dead? That’s impossible! This isn’t on me! I didn’t do anything! I just did what you told me, which was to take the locket and beat her up! Her death has nothing to do with me!” The officer’s expression grew solemn. He stepped forward and snapped a pair of handcuffs onto Lenny’s wrists. “No. You’re wrong. Our investigation shows that Daisy died from an internal organ rupture caused by excessive force. Maybe you didn’t intend to kill her, but her death is directly connected to what you did.” Lenny froze. Fear flooded his eyes. He understood better than anyone what it meant when they said an eye for an eye. That was why, no matter how reckless he usually was, he only e

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

He said nothing but something in his eyes told me that he already knew. "It was your dear mother, it's funny you know... because I thought she was dead." My tone changed, losing the fake playfulness it held moments ago, a frown creased my forehead, "Wasn't she?" I pressed my palms on both sides of the handrest and leaned forward, "You see, when I kill someone, they're supposed to stay dead." I rolled my eyes, "But for some reason, all the dead people in my life somehow come back to life and they make their way into mine and screw it up."

On the other hand, the leader of the Dark Organization, mister Colza, is scanning the area as he stated, "Oh my, the King is serious already. Well, I trust them, they will succeed no matter how huge the obstacle may the King throws at them. I know it, they will scatter a thousand truths in the whole world. The time will come. The reign of a thousand truths," After he stated that, he released a green aura that ranged 5 meters from his feet towards his enemies from the government and as well as the dead people that the King had summoned. He immediately slammed the dead people who advanced at him because it won't kill the dead people, they will be the prey. Then, he summoned a huge ax that has