Tower Of Babylon Novels & Stories

It grew fast, climbing toward the sky, angling directly toward us. Toward the Spire. "He's building a bridge," Damian realized. "He knows he can't breach the blast doors of the Keep. So he's going to walk right up to the balcony." "A siege tower," Kai swore. "He's bypassing the ground war." The Bone Tower rose higher. It was hundreds of feet tall now, casting a long shadow over the burning city. It was stabilized by massive struts that crushed the buildings

Ezekiel put one hand behind his back and said proudly, "I never joke around. I want to challenge Holtrien in my country's sacred name, specifically the Martial Tower that's known as the Eastern Arsenal. "Martial Tower was built with 100 floors, representing the pinnacle of Holtrien's martial arts. I may be unworthy, but I want to prove to your entire nation that there's still more beyond 100. Standing on the peak of Martial Tower's 100th floor and trampling everything underfoot? That view must be magnificent."

However, Babel's timeline was even more ancient, possibly dating back to 30,000 years BC, or perhaps as far back as 3 billion years BC. In this era, the entire Earth was unified under a single sovereign entity, Babel, ruled by King Nimrod, now succeeded by Nimrod Five. With no wars to drain its resources, humanity had directed all its energy towards technological advancement. These advancements were not mere incremental steps but giant leaps that occurred by the year, month, and even day.

Caspian was slightly stunned and felt that something was wrong. "Yes... Slaughter God Tower, you should have seen it, right? In fact, you just helped me complete the last step!" After that, the blood embryo didn't waste any more time talking to Caspian. It directly suppressed Caspian with the Slaughter God Tower! Caspian raised his eyebrows and was about to dodge, but the altar, which was the Slaughter God Tower, was too huge! After all, it could hold ten billion creatures. It was no exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the earth!

“Nightmare Tower? What about this tower?” Light felt proud of being useful at this moment. Fortunately, she possessed some knowledge about this world, otherwise they would have been doomed. Light turned solemn as she elaborated, “Meow! This tower has a total of 50 floors and every floor has a boss. Firstly, you need to defeat the boss to go up. However, the higher the floor, the stronger the boss was. And it isn’t easy to challenge every boss. Secondly, we need to clear every floor to leave this abominable place, otherwise we’ll be stuck here forever. However, for the past millennia, no one has ever stepped into the top floor and it was unknown what was in there.”

"What rule?" Rei's voice echoed across the field. "No world can control another." The tower shuddered. Evelyn stared. "You can't." "I already did." The tower began collapsing. Kael grabbed Hope. Dominic pulled Rei toward him. "Run!" They sprinted. The city above them began falling apart. Buildings dissolved into light. Bridges shattered. Towers folded inward. The black central tower remained. Evelyn stood inside it. She looked down at Rei.

MAYA'S POV The three‑hundred‑yard tower snapping at its base was no mortal stone’s groan—it was the crash of a titan’s bone broken across an iron knee. The colossal structure tipped in a suicidal arc toward the phosphorescent green magma pit. Silhouetted against the eclipse choking the Northern sky, Lawrence’s massive form spiraled downward with the twisted gantry, the metal puppet Lord Vorn still clinging to his shoulder like a leech of black gears.

The rain that had battered the coast for three days finally broke as the caravan of blacked-out SUVs and heavy motorcycles crossed the Blackwood City limits. The morning sun cut through the departing storm clouds, painting the towering glass monolith of Vane Tower in a blinding, golden glare. To the average citizen on the streets below, the building looked exactly as it always had—a pristine monument to corporate greed and high-altitude power. But to the select few who knew the truth, the tower was a fortress that had just survived a civil war.

The white-hot portal of celestial light tore through space, depositing Dominic, Clara, and their newborn son directly onto the private helipad atop Vance Tower. The night air over the capital was thick with the acrid stench of burning jet fuel, ozone, and heavy military silver powder. Explosions rocked the lower levels of the eighty-story glass skyscraper, lighting up the overcast skyline in violently pulsing shades of orange and black. Sirens wailed throughout the metropolitan grid, but down on the streets, human authorities were helpless against the supernatural war unfolding inside the tower.

He finally wanted something that glowed on its own terms. "Consider it... an upgrade," he grunted, the heat already starting to singe his brows. He tripped the final circuit. The basement collapsed into a supernova of sound and light, an architectural swan song that stripped the Ivory Tower of its final shred of sentience. Outside, a hundred yards away, Anji and Sarah ducked behind a line of rusted barricades, bracing themselves as the earth jumped, the Ivory Tower screaming for the last time before its entire center section sank into the ruined earth of the district, plunging the entire city grid into a sudden, perfect, dead-silent black.