Rumble Beyond Mystic Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, Gideon unleashed his Solar Fist, filling the canyon with a blinding light and rendering everyone temporarily sightless. "Disperse!" Brantley shouted, breaking the light with a powerful punch. But Gideon was nowhere to be seen. He had vanished without a trace. "Damn it!" Harmoni exclaimed, nearly choking with rage. Mystic Supreme Bone, such a valuable treasure, had slipped from their grasp just as they were about to seize it! Pacino shared the regret but quickly focused. "We need to pursue Gideon. However, beware of that eerie mist. If it contaminates you, it could lead to a violent end."

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said, “No, I’ve never heard of him.” Andrius was immediately puzzled. Even the Medicine Sect had never heard of him. Rumble— At that moment, a shockingly loud noise came from the back of the mountain, followed by an overwhelming aura, vast and boundless. It was as if everything in the world was insignificant. Andrius and Kate exchanged a look and saw the astonishment on each other’s faces. Something was happening!

The runes flared brighter, and the ground trembled. “What are they doing?” Mia whispered. “They’re summoning something,” Anna said, her voice laced with urgency. “We have to stop them!” Logan stepped forward, his sword drawn. “Not on our watch.” The robed figures turned to face them, their hands crackling with dark magic. The battle was chaotic, with spells and weapons clashing in bursts of light and shadow. Despite their training, Anna’s group was outnumbered and struggling to keep up. In the chaos, the obelisk emitted a deafening hum, and a rift began to form above it. From the rift emerged a creature unlike anything they had seen—a towering, skeletal beast wreathed in dark flames.

I stared up into the pouring rain. “FIGHT ME,” I screamed, now soaked and even more pissed off. I pulled my shirt over my head, it was weighing me down now. Dad and Gwen began to chant, but I didn’t know the spell. Murphy and Troy began to fly around and the wind intensified. *He’s here, he knows he’s fucked and outnumbered,* my tiger said. “You have no more coven, NO MORE minions David, it’s over,” I yelled. “Black Myst is dead,” Gwen yelled.

"Just trust me, okay? I spent years to uncover the whereabouts of the missing link of Ragnarok. Just come to think of it and imagine how desperate I had became to the point that I even decided to join hands doing under cover with the member of Mystic Muses?" Indeed, this part left Steve questioning his senior's intention. It was no secret that Mystic Muses and Blazing Inferno were rivals. As two of the oldest sects, the two had been rival the longest as well.

*What indeed? Hours stretched into a torturous eternity, the storm outside mirroring the war inside my body. Each push brought fresh agony, my screams blending with the thunder until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Mira, the oldest Moonstone healer summoned urgently from the deepest sanctum vaults, worked with eerie calm. Her moon-pale eyes held centuries of secrets as she pressed glowing runes onto my belly, murmuring ancient incantations that wove Moonstone magic into my veins. “The pup fights like true alpha blood courses through him,” she rasped, her words landing like stones in still water. Distant echoes seemed to answer, howls from far across Moonstone’s territori

"The Mystic's power comes from a central nexus point—a core essence that anchors all the duplicates." Miranda leaned in, her eyes narrowing. "To defeat a Mystic, you must find and destroy the original source. But the source is never where you expect it to be." "How do we find it?" Isla asked. A slow smile spread across Taylor's face. "Not by looking. By feeling. The pack bond—Liam's connection to you—might be the key." Isla closed her eyes, reaching out through the mental link she shared with Liam. The battlefield crashed into her consciousness—pain, fury, determination. But beneath that, something else. A subtle thread of... wrongness.

🎧Oh Mystical Night, Envelope me🎧 🎧In shadows dark, and secret free🎧 🎧I call upon the Ancient ones🎧 🎧To guide my path, Beneath the moon's soft throne🎧 *Sniff... Sniff... 🎧The forest whispers, Ancient truth reveals🎧 🎧The wind carries, Mystics whispers feels 🎧 🎧The stars above, A twinkling sea🎧 🎧Reflecting dreams yet to be🎧 🎧Oh mystical Night, Envelope me 🎧 🎧In the shadows dark,and secret free🎧

I dashed for the pup drawing on my restrained powers to simmer to life. The ground near the pup shimmered, warped, like heat waves. A rift hung in the air impossible and pulsing, leaking tendrils of shadow. Whatever lurked within it was ancient. Hungry. The guards couldn’t get close. Their weapons flickered out of focus, their feet dragged as if wading through molasses. But I wasn’t afraid, I'd seen this darkness more times than I wanted to remember. I ran straight into it. The moment I crossed the line, my magic surged. Not gentle. Not graceful. It roared through me like a tidal wave. My skin lit with golden runes, unfamiliar symbols clawing to the surface of my flesh.