Novel & Cerita The City Of Atlantis

He soon realized they had discovered a place similar to Atlantis. "What the hell is going on?" Creed's eyes were still having a hard time believing what was in front of him. "Who built this here? What civilization does it belong to? And what kind of fluid is this?" His mind was filled with questions like, 'Would I drown in the fluid if I cross the barrier? Where is the exit? Who constructed the city? Is this place deep in the sea? What kind of glass barrier can handle the pressure of the fluid?' "Okay! I have to calm down!"

“I swear to you that we died in peace because he felt that Silisk went down with him.” “The serpent is dead?” Skyr asked while looking at me and then at my brother. I nodded and let out a shaky breath. Skyr hugged me in that instant. “So much death has happened in just one day,” I murmured. “I know. But we can grieve later.” Skyr moved back with his brow scrunched together. “As of now, we have a bigger problem. With the whole monster fights, tidal waves, and the rescue mission he had to conduct, people are slowly becoming aware that Atlanteans exist. It’s going to be a pain to make them all forget about us or what they say. Not to mention that we have to block the land dwellers from the inte

They were all hesitant at first but spoon followed when they realized that they couldn’t sleep since it was too early. “There was once an old legend back in my world. We have this area called the bermuda triangle, that if you attempt to cross it by air or water, then you will vanish and find yourself in a mysterious place deep underwater. A place of science and fiction.” I started to tell them about the rumours I heard back when I was in my world. “People whose relatives vanished never heard from them ever again. They all believe that people from a place called Atlantis are taking them.” “What is...Atlantis?” Ren asks, seemingly interested.

The sound did not travel down from that high up, and most of the city was camouflaged by the surrounding forest. Elden’s feet hit the ground a few minutes later, a small bundle of earth-colored clothes in his hands. Upon further inspection, it was a slim yet strong emerald colored rope that had pulled Elden to the sky-high city. “That’s incredible.” I murmured to myself and Atlas. “If you think that was incredible, you should see the Earth Court Capital.” Micah chuckled, flashing me a small yet friendly smile. “This isn’t the capital?” I asked, “Then what is this?”

(Shambhala local time) Rowan finishes rolling up the meteorite map, then pauses. Rowan (quiet): “There’s an eighth city. They don’t put it on the official maps anymore. Even Shambhala pretends it sank and stayed sunk.” He taps the empty space in the center of the table. A new sigil ignites—deep indigo, shaped like a trident wrapped in a spiral. Rowan: “Atlantis. Still alive. Still pissed. And the only ones who ever managed to break a crown-bearer in half and live to brag about it.”

Familiar names like Phoenix, Sacramento, Moon River City, Crescent City, Boston and others appear on the headers, each page showing a detailed aerial view of the outlined cities and areas. “This is the Grand Atlas of Realities,” Araminta explains, flipping through the pages. It isn’t a thick book, but as she flips the pages new ones glow into existence as old ones vanish, making the enchanted tome seem never ending. “This book contains details of every major city, town, and territory in the world. These pages,” she flips one of the thin sheets of vellum over the top of the page named Crescent City, “show the human settlements.” As she presses the page flat, the two worlds overlap. The human

he asked again and Zedek could pick that Atlantis was the city he wanted to attack. “Hundred thousand” he answered signifying that Atlantis was a big city ready to defend themselves at any given time. “When we gather more men from our neighboring borders, how many would we be including the witches coven?” He asked again. “A million” Zedek answered and he smiled. He picked up his feather dipped in ink and wrote on a scroll then gave it to him. “Send words to them that we have a war against Atlantis and then make sure to send this letter to the Queen of Atlantis but don’t leave until you have spread news about the war to the people.

I stayed breathing and even Nova on the weapon platform let her harpoon sink. Atlantis was before us. It was not an ancient city of white marble columns. It was a monument of Survival will of the Old World. A gigantic, semi-spherical dome a cloudy, extremely thick macro glass, enclosed in a skeleton of indestructible Consortium titan. The dome was half in the black mud of the trench wall embedded, gigantic enough to host an entire metropolis. But the most fascinating thing was not the construction itself. It was what was in Inside the dome.

Zoran was livid before tremblingly pointed at Rachel’s back and yelled. However, Rachel was long gone. … Meanwhile, in the New World’s Atula City. Atula City was located at the westernmost corner of the New World. At the moment, tradesmen and merchants were coming and going in an endless stream at the Atula City’s gates. The main streets of Atula City were bustling with life too. Atop the city tower, a few guards were leaning lazily against it under the sun feeling sleepy. “Quickly, look! What’s that?”

We have no idea if there are Atlantians inside or if it's operating on auto-pilot mode. Niklaus's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling from the revelation. *A mother ship? Do you mean, Atlantis was an extraterrestrial civilization? and, you are 200 years older than I am.* Niklaus says with laughter. King Abatrose's image smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yes, my young friend. We were not from this world. Our technology was far more advanced than anything on Earth. We tried to coexist with the humans, but their greed and ambition drove them to violence. Our Queen, in her grief and wisdom, hid our ship, the city of Atlantis, at the bottom of the oce