Novel & Cerita The Buried Giant

"You've been chasing the wrong war." He pressed the button. Nothing happened. For one second, everyone simply stared at him. Then the ground beneath the clearing began to shake violently. Deep beneath their feet, something massive awakened. And less than fifty meters away, the earth suddenly split open, revealing the top of a gigantic steel structure that had been buried underground for decades. Evelyn's face turned white. "Oh no..." Victor whispered in horror. "It wasn't a bunker." "It was a launch site."

He sneered, urging me on, "Bring the camera closer. Let us see how you break the world record!" I wasn't provoked by Zachary. Gasping for breath, I raised the axe over my head and swung down toward the layer of ice and snow protecting the pipeline. "This axe of mine is for dealing with wild animals at the base, and it can slice through bear hide… "Do the math. How long do you think it'll take me to dig down to the pipeline?" As the base's communications officer, Zachary knew better than anyone that once the pipeline ruptured, in the polar night at minus fifty degrees, no one would survive long enough to wait for rescue.

Or maybe it was when he hid the fact that he was going abroad to study, and I was the last person to find out. Back then, the moment I regained consciousness from the car crash, I threw everything to the wind and dialed Landon's number, begging him not to leave me behind. I would never forget how cold he was. "You need to grow up, Rosalie. Are you going to die without me?" he said. Before I could respond, he hung up on me. He had forgotten that my parents had died and that, aside from Carissa, he was the only one I had left. However, Carissa was busy taking care of her child and her husband, whom she kept a secret from me. Who else did I even have?

came running back, slightly out of breath. Completely unaware of the situation, he reported loudly, almost proudly, "Mr. Smith! It's done! Just like you ordered, I dumped the old lady into the septic tank behind the hill. Fast and efficient!" Hearing that, the last thread of sanity in Nash's mind snapped. "What… what have I done…" He grabbed his head with both hands, collapsing like a wounded animal, crying out in despair. Watching him like that, I felt nothing. No sympathy. No pity.

"The drill at Blackfriars. It’s sitting right on a major junction." "If we reverse the flow," Elias whispered, his possessive arm wrapping around her waist, "we don't just stop the drill. We feedback the entire city's power into their bunker." "Do it," Cat commanded. Together, they pressed down. Outside, in the sewers and the streets above, the golden grid of London suddenly turned a blinding, violent purple. The seismic drills didn't just stop; they exploded as the earth’s energy surged upward through the steel bits. In his bunker, Julian Vane screamed as his monitors shattered. The "frequency" he had used to trap Cat was being mirrored back at him, amplified by four centuries of Elias’s st

Chapter 50: The Gobi Ghost The Gobi Desert was not just a desert; it was a landscape of frozen dunes and howling, mournful winds that sounded like the collective, tortured screams of everyone the Dividend had ever broken, experimented on, or discarded. It was a vast, unforgiving graveyard of salt and silicon. Deep beneath those shifting sands lay a relic of the Cold War—an abandoned Soviet research bunker that Julian had repurposed into a digital tomb, a womb for his own dark rebirth.

Gradually, it began picking up pace, moving more quickly until its silhouette slowly melted into the distance, disappearing amongst the other mountains nearby. It took great effort until Chu Xun could finally recover from his trance, and he gasped quietly at this revelation. Whatever it was, the gigantic golden spider was, beyond any doubt, an incredible and dangerous existence. It must have been long asleep under the Earth's crust, and the anomalies occurring everywhere must have caused a tectonic shift that unearthed it. Soundly asleep at first, Chu Xun's battle against the Broken Souls Cult must have roused it from its slumber and angered it.

The mountain continued to groan, its very foundations shaking as the earth split open, revealing what had long been buried beneath centuries of stone and silence. The weight of the collapse was immense, the cracks in the earth revealing a skeletal structure unlike anything Caitlyn or Raymond had ever seen before. Ribs the size of ancient trees rose from the stone like some forgotten titan, claws like towers stretching out in grotesque, skeletal elegance. The Prime Wolf’s body had not just been buried—it had been entombed in the very roots of the world, hidden away by an ancient force no one truly understood.

His gaze landed on the urn in my arms, and he knew—I was taking my mom to be laid to rest. He scrambled toward me, clutching at my pant leg. "Jess, please—let me come with you. I just want to see Mom one last time." I pried his fingers off and walked out the door without looking back. The burial site was just as the agent had promised—rolling green hills, fresh mountain air, a quiet peace that stretched for miles. My mom had always said the city was too loud, too busy. She used to tell me that when she was gone, she wanted to rest in the mountains, surrounded by beauty.

The dragon aura turned into a large hand, gripping the hammer firmly. "It's your turn now!" Wilbur roared, bringing the hammer down. "Arghhh! No!" The giant called out in agony, trying to beg for mercy, but Wilbur was having none of that. The hammer came swinging against the giant's face, and his head was blown away before disappearing into the air. The giant's body fell backward onto the ground, and Wilbur heaved a breath of relief before beginning to search for the formation core. He found it a few minutes later and destroyed it. The formation disappeared, and Wilbur returned to the bottom of the well.