Scary Balete Tree Novels & Stories

While Azanah engaging Duke Tian Dong in battle. Fatty waved his hand and the tree surrounding him grow into a colossal tree, its height is more than 100 meters. This tree becomes a monster-like humanoid tree that can use its roots to walk on the ground. This scene causes massive chaos within the war camp. In just two long steps, the monster-like humanoid tree gets out of the war camp area. It quickly goes deep into the snow-covered pine forest and disappeared from every one eye.

Thin streams of fragrant smoke drifted into the air as they walked. The scent was strange yet calming. As we continued forward, I finally saw where they were taking me. Not far ahead, very close to Alpha Thalos’ quarters, stood a tree. The sight of it immediately caught my attention. It looked unusual. There were no leaves on any of its branches, yet it stood tall and majestic as if it had existed for centuries. Its thick trunk stretched high toward the moonlit sky, creating an almost sacred presence. Alpha Thalos stood directly before it.

"Where? I don't even know where you are yet. Why does it feel like I'm dead?" "You're not dead, Blake. At least, not yet." "So am I going to die? I need answers? Where's Hailey?" "Come closer, come sit with me." After the sound of the last words were spoken, I looked up and saw a silver-green light peeking out from a willow tree in the distance. It was the most majestic weeping willow I had ever seen in my life. Instead of the average 12 meters, this willow was extremely so tall that I couldn't even see the top of it from afar. It's tall, lanky branches majorly hang down to the ground, covered in sponge green leaves.

"Nice. It doesn't hurt as much. More of numbed feeling. What kind of tree is this?" Quickstep asked the system. "It is Allocasuarina luehmannii (buloke or bull-oak), host. This tree produces that hardest wood among the Zero Tiered existences." The system replied to Quickstep. "How long until I can be completely healed?" Quickstep asked the system. He saw his branches were broken and in his trunk were impact marks, abrasions and scrapes which were likely caused by the Cheetah.

Maintaining a good distance from the artwork of a tree. The Sacred tree stood magnetically in a field of black soil. It had a large width, to the extent that it's take more then ten grown up's to successfully circle around it. And a hight of a giant. Towering into the skies. It looks dry. Lacking fruits and leaves which in place was human head. Dangling on different stems. A total.coun of more then twenty. "This is....." Luna gulped at the bad vibe that surrounded the tree. "Very scary." Daphne nodded. Borrowing into her embrace. "Why are they people's head on the tree?"

the man exclaimed, as if I was supposed to know it. "I don't know it. I'm not from this town. I only came to visit my grandparent," I explained. "The name is Barebola. It was named after the man who found the tree," he said. "What a weird name. So why does it glow?" I asked, curious. "The tree glows to join the celebration of any festival done by any creatures. It glows under the full moon, but I don't even know why it's glowing now," he replied.

Leyte looked up and just as he expected, the branch where Anda was sitting slowly shifted to their side. "Congratulations once again. Celebrate your passing by engraving your names on the trees near you. Only after that will each and every one of you be officially recognized as citizens of the Sacred Mountain." Leyte composed himself, gathered his courage and then raised his hands to ask. "...Is this place... really Mount Balatukan?" Anda raised a brow at him. "Yes, it is. Are you doubting a Goddess' words?" "I... think, I am remembering something about this." Said Leyte, massaging his forehead as bits of memories flashed by.

She can smell the shisha that she’d already familiarized from Caleb’s mansion. Is he smoking shisha? This man is a heck of cigarette addiction! She tsked in annoyance before walking with her heavy breath… all the way to his master bedroom; Keesha’s heart is pounding like crazy. Jostein’s old wooden Narra tree door is slightly open. The narra tree is the national tree of the Philippines, and it is the strongest and most expensive wood in the country. Just like Jostein De Vere—he stood for that wood because he knew that in himself that he have a quality, strong and expensive personality.

The prince understood in simple terms, that the battle will be fought. He stood firm in the cleared circular space. Advancing further, he removed his dazzling sword from its sheath, and shouted, “Men of Muzagah! Today you have chosen to follow your leader to the grave. Your king has deceived you all. Do you choose to die for Banabella? This sounds stupid, you might say. Your king has channeled your souls to the pit of fire. Ah! Cursed humans. Today you will inherit what he has left as a legacy to you all. What he has bequeathed to his people – death. And I say this again, you are between death and a multitude of lions. Flee from death! I may consider giving you the chance to redeem your so

What if Kalas really wants them dead? Bbam B.. Bbam.. Bam.. A loud noise, like an earthquake that made the tree shake violently, also sounded like a big bang. What's wrong? She peered through one of the tree branches. A few minutes ago she had been peeking and observing the situation…and she only saw a big storm. In thousand years, a storm wouldn't make such a loud noise like this… so what is it. Gana peeked…and how surprised she is…when in front of the tree stood the four goddesses and gods who had been feared. Not that she isn't afraid of Kalas… but the four goddesses are no jokes… they could be called kings to the gods?