The Battle Above The Gods Eye の小説・ストーリー

Its fingers gripped the edge of the sky. The world shook. Buildings collapsed. People screamed. Maria stumbled outside just in time to see it. “It’s coming through!” she yelled. Morrow rose slowly from the rooftop, bleeding light. Her face was no longer unsure. It was determined. She flew straight toward the creature’s giant eye. Helios joined her, flames burning brighter than ever. Orion summoned the entire ocean behind him. All three attacked at once. Fire. Water. Light. They struck the creature together. The eye flared angrily.

His tears fell, too, conveying the depth of his pain he has yet the capacity to comprehend. WHOOSH! Gusts of winds sent their photo memento adrift the air current while waves swallowed the rusty scissors unbeknownst to them because of the unprecedented arrival of two mystical beings from rivalling sides. They realized later they sucked in a sharp breath in unison. The moon illuminated Iridescent against shallow waters, she was divine encapsulated through her enchanting silver eyes. Whereas Gallus who appeared ruthless in grim black suits, flicked his fingers on Eli's forehead wasting no time.

Filtigal asked. “She can’t see the future. She’s one of the goddesses who was attacked during the war of the millennium. Her eyes were destroyed. Since her power flows through her eyes, there’s no danger.” “Wow... that’s sad. A goddess who can’t do the one thing she was born to do...” Filtigal commented, watching with curiosity the indifferent goddess. “I’ll leave now. I have to keep taking care of the Wolf Village matters. It was historic for the wolves, after hundreds of years, to see someone get banished. People are still talking about it. Not to mention the Elders spread the word that you have bastard children from your bloodline, and everyone’s looking for them to please the Great Alpha

1. The Beginning of the End The battlefield boiled beneath a sky split by twin moons—one silver, one crimson. Ava and Elya stood side by side, blades drawn, cloaks scorched by the firestorm behind them. Across the field, Calindra hovered with her Flamebound guard. Beside her, Velash rose, no longer just a spectral god but fully formed—his skin like molten glass, his eyes ancient voids. “You fight to protect what should have been destroyed,” Velash said.

A single shout from him accompanied by the huge rose phantasm above his head resulted in 50 chaos divines obeying his deific will. The others gods and immortals around also participated in this grand skirmish of champions. This scene is like New Year's fireworks festival but only on a level a million times than the mortals do and on a universe wide level. Countless spells and magic has been thrown and exchanged left and right, up and down.

Author’s POV Amelia watched as the battle raged on. With the arrival of the gods and goddesses the undead and forsaken were quickly vanquished. So now only Agron and Khaos remained. The two were tough but the other deities were holding their own. Agron and Khaos’ were occupied with the others so this was the perfect time for Amelia to do what needed to be done. With that in mind she slithered off the clearing and went a little distance away from the fight. Somewhere she could clear her mind and focus.

The creature is larger than the mountains, the faces of the many Gods looking down at the army below. “Crush them all!” The Gods declare.

He vanished, turning into a bolt of light that sped out through the doors like a comet. Fire and blood were all that could be seen from the top when the Great Immortal finally arrived as the battle waged below where he stood with both sides incurring losses of their own. He dove into the fray, hoping to help drive back the invaders then something caught his eyes. Due South, a huge flash of flames illuminated the blue-black morning sky. A wave of orange and red screamed into the sky like dragons in a dance. From the sky, bursts of magical flames gushed forth and canopied around any Corpse Puppets in the vicinity, leaving only charred flesh and blackened soot when the fires settled.

"Last night—" "It was real," he said simply. "Whatever else happens. It was real." I felt those words settle somewhere important. My phone buzzed again from my jacket pocket. The fourteenth message becoming the fifteenth. I thought about the document. Visibility index: ninety-four out of a hundred. The current yield is three hundred and forty units weekly. Recommended continued investment. I thought about Kenny's hands gripping me like a shield against something coming. About Zara's face when she'd said Dain's name. About the pack meeting and the cold efficiency of forty supernatural beings managing their position in a hierarchy built entirely on being watched.

Chapter 56 A powerful entity known as the Werewolf Destroyers, led by the formidable Fen, had embarked on a relentless quest to capture the supreme god powers, seeking to awaken the cataclysmic Eyes of the Twelve Giant God Statues. With ten supreme god powers already in their grasp, the Werewolf Destroyers were tantalizingly close to their ultimate goal. Only two powers remained, held by the elusive alpheno werewolves, Alex and Kai. Their sanctuary lay hidden within the mystical Gaia villages, a haven for mythical creatures seeking refuge from the encroaching darkness.