Serpent Ancestor Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

This place was indeed the navel of hell, that even for someone like him this place gives him enough goosebumps to last a lifetime. Walking slowly, Chaney halted. "Look, the dark river." Suddenly from the woods crawled a giant serpent, slithering towards them with its intelligent eyes, and way enormous than the normal serpent. Twitching its rattle and flicking its long scarlet tongue, it seemed to glide towards them. Terrified as they draw their sword. Anna's shocked face was visible and yet she was confident that they could kill it.

The snake was the size of a desert cobra, red in colour, with green eyes and a black slithering toungue. "Bring her back to me!" The snake said,slithering still. "She is not yours to have,she created you,now you will listen!" Said Chloe. Monea began to move,she coughed slightly then stood up. "What is this?" She asked. Then she looked at the glass chamber and saw the snake she created. "Oh now I remember! Take me to my father where I asked you to!" She demanded "Your father is dead,so us your mother if you want them then come inside!" Said the snake.

"I need you to help me learn how to use my magic. According to the testing Iron Serpent did, I carr - " Her face went white, the dark blue of her eyes stark in comparison. "Iron Serpent is here?" Well, shitballs. "Yeah, they're here." She shook her head, her rainbow and black hair fluttering with the movement. "That cannot be. They are an Earth order. They were contained. We contained them." "Okay, I'm going to need a little more information than that." "Iron Serpent, on Earth at least, wanted nothing more than to ascend into the power of the gods. They stopped at nothing to drain every person and the world itself of its magic. Those that held magic from my siblings were discovered and sipho

Some tried to climb up the walls of that receptacle; some others crawled along the floor, while others rolled up and entwined with each other to form a mesh of vipers. A stone chapel surrounded by a pit from where hot smoke and ashes emanated rose at the very center of that depression. That pit was the mouth of the Oracle. A narrow hanging bridge made of wood logs tied up by hemp ropes, allowed the access to the chapel from the side of the esplanade. A pedestal of pink granite rose in front of the door of the chapel, upon which the Golden Serpent and its gems rested. The other three clans had already arrived, placing each one at one side of the pyramid, according to a cardinal point that est

If I didn’t know any better, I would have said it was studying me. Another throb went through me. Then another. I squeezed my eyes shut. The feeling was becoming too much. My body was spiraling, my breaths heavy. This was the worst way to die for sure. When I opened my eyes, the greatest shock hit me. The serpent was…crying. I blinked. Once. Twice. Alpha Theo’s voice filled my mind almost instantly. “There's this creature, a snake from old stories…the Shadowscale Serpent. Legend says the tears of the serpent have magical properties.”

He lunged forward, clamping his legs around the serpent's massive body and lifting it high into the air before hurling it away with full force. The serpent's body crashed into a hillside, collapsing it entirely. Buried under the rubble, the once-mighty creature lay gasping weakly, barely clinging to life. Another golden-patterned serpent king charged at him, its enormous jaws gaping wide, ready to swallow him whole. "Hmph! Just a mere demonic monster, and you think you can fight me? Die!" Chase snapped coldly, his hands forming an intricate spiritual seal. In the next instant, a vast and boundless force descended upon him. The golden-patterned serpent king shuddered violently, its entire bod

" Tritan and Finrir remain suspended in the chamber, the guardian's words echoing in their minds. The solemn atmosphere envelops them as they process the weight of the prophecy. Tritan's heart beats with a mixture of fear and determination, while Finrir's presence brings a comforting sense of unity. The colossal serpent's head slowly withdraws from the chamber, its bright red scales shimmering in the dim light. Tritan catches glimpses of the serpent's venomous fangs, a chilling reminder of the creature's power. The guardian's tongue flicks out, tasting the lingering emotions in the water, and its eyes, filled with ancient wisdom, seem to hold the secrets of the ages.

Then, he opened them, his gaze meeting mine with an intensity that made my heart ache. “The Order of the Serpent,” he began, his voice low and measured. “I've told you about them. It’s my family’s legacy. A curse really. One I’ve been trying to escape my entire life. They’re not what you think they are, Quinn. They’re… complicated.”

Old, witch-begotten. My hands trembled as I pulled it free. It was heavier than I expected, and colder too—as if it had a life of its own. I placed it carefully on the reading table, brushing off heavy layers of grime with my sleeve. The cover was plain of title, bearing only a carved serpent entwined around a crescent moon. My heart skipped. This wasn't just a book. This was sacred. or demonic. I opened the first page. "Let the darkness be born in blood. Let the son of the accursed bloodline rise out of the ashes of the slain witches. His mate will bleed, and from her womb will come salvation… or destruction."

Strangely, the spider, though powerful, offered no resistance. The remaining five poison insects lay still, silently waiting their turn to be devoured. A sudden hum filled the air. The two-headed serpent trembled, its colossal body coiling as it raised its twin heads high, jaws gaping open to the heavens. Its power soared, breaking through to the semi-Empyrean level with ease. "Yes!" Alexander's heart soared with the creature, his eyes alight with wild joy. With the serpent's breakthrough, its rare scales could be harvested to cure any poison—a cure for his beloved daughter's affliction.