The Ancient City Book Novels & Stories

Massive bridges. Symbols carved into every wall. At the center stood a circular structure. Amara pointed toward it. “The First City.” Elena stared. “You built this?” “No.” “Who did?” Amara answered: “Your ancestors.” The Blood Remembers Elena stepped onto the first bridge. The moment her foot touched the stone— the entire city awakened. Lights ignited. Doors opened. Ancient machines began moving. Amara stopped. “That shouldn't happen.” Elias looked at Elena. “It recognizes her.”

Tadhg Walter turned his head to look inside the city, one shop after another began to appear, its scene was not much different from the original city. The only difference is that the experts here are much more numerous than in the original city. Heaven Emperor and Universe Climax are common. At the same time, each one is extremely disciplined, throughout the entire city, there was not the slightest noise or noisy sound. "In the end, it was the Ancient Ghost Emperor Grand citadel. Everyone was extremely polite." With a flash of thought, Tadhg Walter understood that the reason why this city was so quiet was that the Ancient Ghost Emperor Grand's strength was so terrifying, naturally no one dar

Hearing that, Master Nacol then began telling a tale that took place some forty years ago… At the time, Nacol had been in his twenties when he followed his teacher—Master Barron Xilts—over to Ancient City after receiving an invitation from a mysterious family to help enlighten an old benefactor who had heavy thoughts weighing on his mind. Ancient City itself was a small city that was located within a mystifying mountain, and those who lived in it had been isolated from the world for so many generations that no one ever dared to go there to cause any trouble. After existing for thousands of years, it was a city filled with endless secrets and mysteries. Even from ancient times, very few peopl

“We are coming kid” The city of Ancients was shaken by the war between the two gods; Amalgamation was feeling the effects as well; Intersection wasn’t spared either from the fate that had grabbed the others cruelly in its grasp. Each city reacted in different ways, but the important thing was that they all reacted. Just like with the cities of the three Great Races, the cities of men were also caught in this turmoil. And the greatest city of all – the one that couldn’t even be breached by Basileus himself – was no exception. The Citadel was the greatest city of mankind and their strongest defense against the races who looked down on them. And they too were experiencing the effects of Mane’s

POV: Liora The mountain did not sleep. Even in darkness, the ancient city breathed around us. I could hear it in the distant crack of steel against steel far below the lower terraces, in the echo of hurried footsteps through stone corridors older than most kingdoms, in the low chanting of priests somewhere deep inside the temple halls where the old rites were still being prepared. War had swallowed everything. I wasn't just talking about nightbane and the Silver Creek, but everything. The ancient world hidden beneath centuries of silence had finally awakened, and now every pack that carried even a drop of royal blood was being dragged toward the same inevitable collision.

"In this book, you will find the knowledge and wisdom of those who came before you. It contains the essence of all that has been discovered and learned throughout history." With a grateful nod, Sable delved into the depths of the Book of Ancients. Its pages were filled with cryptic symbols and ancient languages, but as she continued to read, the words seemed to come alive in her mind. She could almost hear the murmurs of past scholars guiding her through each passage. For days and nights, Sable immersed herself in the wealth of knowledge contained within the pages of the Book of Ancients. She studied histories, philosophies, and spells from civilizations long gone. Each word she read fueled

Perhaps some wounds never truly healed. --- The following morning, they resumed their journey. By midday, the forest finally ended. And everyone stopped. Because before them stood something incredible. The Ruins of Aetherion. Ancient stone towers stretched toward the sky. Broken pillars littered the landscape. Massive statues stood among the ruins. Weathered by thousands of years. The city was enormous. Far larger than anyone expected. Far older. Even Lucien looked impressed. Which was saying something. --- "This place shouldn't exist."

"Oh my god, no wonder the city lord of Ancient Plum City was able to sit firmly in the position of the city lord. I never expected that he would betray Myriad Wheel King in exchange for it!" "It's true that you can't judge a book by its cover... Who would have thought that the dignified city lord of Ancient Plum City would rise to power through this method!" "I've heard before that there's a huge problem with the rise of the ancient Ancient Plum City's city lord. I didn't expect it to be true. He really rose through improper means!" Everyone discussed animatedly. They never imagined that they would be able to obtain such explosive news here! "It's absolutely not intentional? Hmph!"

Recognizing however that she is an important source of information to a seemingly important work that the great Douglas Miles has been covertly working on, they must hear what she has to say. "There is a legend told by the great philosopher Plato," she began to narrate. "About a great city that is said to have existed thousands of years ago long before the advent of any other advanced civilization. According to him, from the dialogues in his literary work Timaeus and Critias, it was a city populated by a noble and powerful race and so advanced in its time. It was told that the city displeased the Gods for their arrogance, bringing about its cataclysmic destruction in the deities' powerful ha

Cesare shrugged. - I've never really been interested. In general terms, there is such an ancient city. Somewhere far away in the woods, in the wilderness itself. According to one version, it is impossible to find a way there, according to another, on the contrary, you will not go back, the curse will not let go. Something like that. In short, somehow he is cunningly bewitched, so that it is dangerous for strangers to appear there. Well, as always, there are legends about countless treasures, sleeping beauties, artifacts that give eternal youth or power over the whole world. All nonsense. The boy twisted his lips contemptuously, showing with all his appearance that even in infancy he knew for