Tower Of Babylon Novels & Stories

I stared in front of me because there appeared to be a figure emerging from the smoke. In the heart of the sanctuary's mountains, I could clearly see a large tower. It's a little ancient and overgrown with weeds, but it appears to be in good condition. "This is the Tower of Chaos," the deity said right away. I'm not sure why, but what she said immediately made me nervous. I looked around since my surroundings were gradually becoming brighter, and I saw a large room with a brick wall. The lamps in the room began to ignite one by one. I returned my gaze to the smoke, releasing the vision.

Once the dam burst, nothing could rebuild those walls. No. Wrong. Only one person could rebuild them the way he had my entire life. My best friend who was now more than that to me. Jericho Astor. I'd die without him. I knew I would. I gazed over the railing at the long drop. "Thinking of jumping?" I startled, gasping but then choked when a ball of air lodged in my throat. My father gingerly rubbed soothing circles over my back, "Relax, it's just me."

"As expected of the place where the gods were born. The place where the most dragon veins gathered is your Babylon, and it has been turned into the origin place of the dragon veins. But how could there not be so many peerless figures in such a good landscape?" Jason stood in front of the window of the Book Collection Pavilion with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the majestic mountain range that was undulating like a black dragon, and sighed with emotion. "As one of the forces with the longest history, Babylon will not dare to ask for too much." Dennis said with a smile.

“How naughty. What are you planning this time, baby?” Lucas walked like a majestic Greek god at the tower. Fountain Tower was among the high-end buildings in the city. And the most popular part of their building is the rooftop which can only be rented by one person. Fireworks are displayed and water fountains are everywhere. You can also watch the stars or the city lights. Besides the wealthiest, who can afford to visit it? As he strode inside, people cannot help but crane their heads at him. Not only the women who were almost drooling over him, but even men cannot keep their eyes away from him.

And the breaking point had not yet been reached The horn blast rolled across the valley like a promise of death. From the ramparts, Lucy could see the dark mass of soldiers regrouping beyond the vineyards, banners snapping against the rising wind. Torches blazed brighter, illuminating shapes moving forward: a towering structure of iron and wood, wheels grinding against the earth, its height nearly matching the estate walls. “The siege tower,” Gabriel muttered beside her, jaw taut. “She’s throwing everything at us now.” Lucy swallowed hard, staring at the monstrous contraption. It crawled toward them, pushed by dozens of men, its front plated with iron to deflect fire. Arrows hissed against i

"Chimera, visual enhancement! And stop commenting on my flying skills, or I will replace your operating system with a playlist of polka music!" “Scanning... Island located. 3 miles ahead. Visibility: Zero percent. Suggest holding onto your lunch, as you will likely lose it.” A shape loomed out of the grey mist. It was jagged, sharp, and terrifying. The Black Tower. It wasn't a castle. It wasn't a fortress. It was a single, narrow cylinder of obsidian, rising straight up out of the crashing waves like a termite mound made of solidified depression. There were no windows, no arrowslits. Just a single, flat roof with a heavy steel hatch that looked like it hadn't been opened since the stone age.

Trembling with her insecurity. Stronger, I urged. Pouring my own golden light into the mortar to help her hold it. Use the love. Use the Pack. Barzil is the foundation. Viggo is the gate. Wolfy is the mortar. And I... I am the roof. She took a breath. The walls solidified. The tower rose. High and terrible and beautiful. It blocked out the wind. It blocked out the fear. Inside the tower, it was quiet. Good, I said. Now, the weapon.

I just told her I'm fine and didn't show her my heavy sigh. She finally led me inside the building below the middle tower. As I approached the entrance, I saw a large banner hanging proudly beside the double doors with the three symbol elements drawn on it. There was also something written below the symbols that said, 'Tower of Elements'. "Wait, I thought the towers represented the three elements. If not, then what are two other towers for?" I asked Theresa, who was busy greeting a passing group of Sirens. They all shared similar body features which made them look like siblings.

While feasting on the freshly gathered fruits, Lowan shared, "I’ve heard of this place before. It’s one of the seven wonders of the world, but no one have actually seen it. Most believe that this place is actually a myth." Lethe, being the tour guide she is, explained, "As mentioned, this is the hanging garden of Babylon. It was given that name because this garden is literally hanging over several dimensions meaning that this place is not easy to locate especially to mortals; however, the Babylonians were the first mortal civilisation to discover this rift." "I don’t get it. What do you mean it’s hanging over several dimensions?" Noah asked.

By measuring the incredible durability and strength that those two gods possessed, Frederick had crafted a weapon made specifically for destroying the bodily husks of gods! Frederick had sought to make something that could threaten even the gods. He might not be a scholar, and he definitely didn't have the means to kill a god without crushing his Godhead, but he could make a weapon with such strong energy that even a god would not survive it's blast. Babylonia was that weapon, and though Frederick was only using it for the first time today, it's performance had been just as he dreamed it. He didn't doubt that Babylonia had dealt a devastating blow. It surely had to be over now.