Seoul Station Druid Novel Wuxiaworld 소설 & 이야기

My twin brother looked like a god of the sun, his white-hot fire leaking from his skin in wisps of golden steam. "The Grey Erase doesn't wait for councils, sister!" Lucien shouted over the gale. "If we don't reach the tundra within the hour, we won't be leading an army. We’ll be leading a graveyard of statues!" I took a deep breath, reaching for the golden sap in my marrow. I pushed the warmth down into the stone platform, letting the Hallowed resonance hum through the mountain. A massive silver-furred drake, its eyes glowing with a soft sapphire light, detached itself from the shadows and lowered its head before me.

"Channel the resonance to Sector 4! Give me everything the First City has left!" "We’re trying, Mama!" Leo’s voice came back, strained and breathless. "But the drill... it feels like it’s biting the world!" I looked at the readout. The drill was seconds away from piercing the primary spirit-vein. If it hit, the First City wouldn't just fall—it would explode. "Killian! Now!" I roared. Killian didn't hesitate. With a roar that shook the very foundation of the mountain, he led the charge. Thousands of wolves erupted from the trenches, a tidal wave of fur and fury crashing against the Syndicate’s exo-shifter infantry.

Felix and Suzie were instantly forgotten. "Shit! Come on! We need to go greet him!" Draco barked. There was no way he was going to keep a big shot like Yadiel waiting. In Notura City's underground world, guys like Draco were not even fit to shine his shoes. But before he could take more than a few steps, the office door swung open.

Sergeant Miller dragged a militia member with a corroded wound backward. I took a deep breath. We could not retreat. I took off my jacket and stood bare-chested on the highest point of the reef. At that moment, I pushed the Dragon Lord talent to its limit. Golden light surged from my chest and spread through my blood vessels across my body. Faint scale patterns appeared on my skin, and my eyes turned into vertical pupils. Half-dragon form, unlocked ahead of schedule. "Break." Golden pressure swept outward from me like a tangible storm.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

It crawled forward across the ice, a steel predator stalking a dragon. That Night - The Observation Deck of the Mammoth Tristan couldn't sleep. The proximity to the Citadel was doing something to him. Even without his magic, he could feel the vibration of the Aether-drill. It was a low-frequency hum that rattled his bones. He went up to the small observation bubble on the roof of the train. Saoirse was already there. She was wrapped in a blanket, watching the green light of the Citadel. "It’s beautiful," she said quietly. "In a terrible way."

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - YOSEF So he’s wearing a Seoul University uniform… I looked around and frowned. Almost every student here is from Seoul University! How can I find him?! I desperately thought as I looked here and there. Hawkeye told me that a minute ago but it wasn’t a great help. I sighed in defeat and leaned on a light post. Then my intercom hissed. I adjusted my shades. “Topgun, you’re pretty obvious looking for someone.” Someone spoke on the other line. “Black Dragon.” I whispered and looked around.

No fear in his stillness—predator sated, but gaze burned deeper hunger. Sirens wailed distant, but black SUVs screeched campus gravel—Eiko's seal. She emerged ghost-silk, silver chignon unbowed, jade rings clinking judgment as armored men cordoned the dojo. "Coup remnants," she clipped Tokyo steel, dark eyes dissecting carnage cool. "Omega strings pulled. Sealed."

“I’m Maddox Dustin. From now on, I’ll serve your orders until Yui dies.” “Okay,” James nodded and said, “I haven’t heard about Yui from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion yet. Let’s go to the Medicuses first.” James took the lead and walked away. Qiyana and Maddox followed behind him. Xoel sat on a boulder in front of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion’s spiritual mountain and watched as James disappeared from his sight. He solemnly murmured, “The Dark World is going to change significantly. I wonder what kind of chaos will erupt after Yui’s death?”

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️