Relics Of The Tower นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Loop's markers move across the whiteboard as she casts them to write things, and she begins her lecture while we begin to jot notes down. Writing down the information Mrs. Loop says, as well as reading the textbook, it's divulged that relics are simply objects that have a magical spin to them. That's the easy definition I gather, and it seems to apply pretty accurately. Some relics can be small, like rings and lapel pins, while other relics can be buildings and monuments. For some reason I think of Valence's Mausoleum, and I think to ask Mrs. Loop if it is later. Going off a few relics, some that I recognize by name, Mrs. Loop goes off about this new topic.

The beams retracted back to the pillars as I came to realized that we were the backup option for the defeat of the fog if anything happened to the Golden Queen, it was a pure coincidence that Gwenn ended up being the Golden Queen. “I understand now, take me back.” I whispered and that was how I jerked back to my body to see Orel straining to reach me while Elison was crying. “Shhhh.” I cooed to my son as Orel calmed down a bit. “Themis.” He called but my ears still felt heavy, I was still reeling for the information which was imparted on me. Something had also changed about me because I could see what us falling clearly was. An illusion.

Our discreet ascend the tower continues slowly after getting passed the 2nd floor which we named a freezer, the next floor which is the 3rd was filled with materials, whether it’s precious metals, leather products down to the monster core of various size and grades. “i’m glad seeing this tower as a treasure trove…but why do I feel something is very odd about this tower..”. (Alehandro)

They followed the passage for what felt like an eternity until they reached a chamber larger than a cathedral, lined with walls of glassy obsidian. In the center stood the relic: a column of fused dragon bone and crystal, taller than any palace spire, inscribed with runes that burned and shivered when they looked at them. Around its base lay seven dead shifters in twisted poses, black blood frozen to the floor in fragments. Every corpse had its eyes melted clean from the skull.

She heard him scream in his mother tongue in a way she feared they might be heard if it were not for the best acoustic designs of the rooms. When he entered, she was filled. She had heard melted as a term for response. This was a different kind of melting. He melted into her even as his hardness drove her to madness. His essence spread through her like warmth curing a winter body of its coldness. When she came, it was not merely an orgasm. That was for mortals. This was the moment of recreation of super beings capable of handling multiplicity of erotic sweetness. It was like a burst of a particle into a universe that only gods could know. ***

Before entering through the mansion’s double doors, I inhaled sharply at feeling the powerful surge of the familiar energy in the air. They’ve got Tauri in the vicinity, and I better keep my temper at bay. We needed him alive at least until we got everything that we needed. After all that he put Rory through, Tayen and Nolani, I don’t think this night will be the same as my walk away from Grayson’s residence. In a mundane eye, the mansion would look solemn, empty even. Behind the million-dollar beauty and luxury lies a series of tunnels, cells, and cages used to hold powerful creatures.

Because what she do is unnecessary things. 》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》 Mc Pov After leaving the others and rushed toward the tower, i’m finally can take a breather. But after seeing the tower in front of me my leg are start to giving up. Because this tower isn’t an ordinary tower. This tower is source of every magical thing on this city.

Immediately, both Wesley and I became serious. "What are they?" Liam carefully unrolled the oldest scroll. A faded map appeared across the parchment. Four glowing symbols had been marked across different kingdoms. "The Relics were forged thousands of years ago." "They weren't created to destroy the Moon Child." "They were created to contain her power if it ever fell into darkness." I stared at the drawings. A silver crown. A crystal dagger. An ancient mirror. And a glowing gemstone. "Which one is James after?" Liam pointed toward the gemstone.