Tower Of Dawn Novels & Stories

They thought. Three days passed quickly. The entire Tianyuan City was buzzing with the news that Xiao Chen smashed the Eight-treasure Haotian Tower with the Archean Eon divine zither. After Zuoqiu Yang returned to the Divine Mist Sect, he closed himself in the door to practice austerities, swearing that he would never get out before he reached the Nirvana Realm. Originally, people from Jade Terrace Mountain planned to hold the first Summit Finals three days later. But because both the Floating Platform and the square were seriously damaged, it was postponed to seven days later.

Maura gasped with the idea. "Open a portal huge enough to raise Tartarus," continued Lowan. "He plans to raise hell," I concluded.

The fiery nightmares were gone, replaced by a peace and freedom in my soul like I have never known. The money from the sale of the old house? I kept my promise and sent it to Silvia's account. That was when my phone buzzed with a news update. It was Silvia's face on the screen, at Derrick's wedding. I watched as she marched up with a can of gasoline. In front of everyone, she doused Derrick with it and tossed a lighter, igniting a firestorm. Derrick's screams pierced the air, and pandemonium broke out. The flames cast a wild glow on Silvia's face as she laughed, a chilling, unhinged cackle.

Outside the window, two towers faced each other across the skyline, Valmere Tower, golden and blinding. Cain Dominion Headquarters, black glass and steel, its logo glowing like fire. And Deborah stood between them, the crown jewel of one empire, the secret weakness of another. Her heart pounded as the lightning lit the sky. The war of empires had begun. And the first casualty… would be love.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

The guards stood in their respective positions, performing their duties. Finn said, “Could it be that the internet celebrity anchor was lying?” As soon as he said this, his gaze was drawn by the dark red characters that had stained the tower—D13 “They really came,” Finn said. “Tourmaline Estate obstructed the news but overlooked the god of death’s warning symbol on the top of the tower. I wonder how many died last night?” Storm said. Jay looked at the guards around him. On the surface, it looked almost the same as before, but the distance between the guards’ outposts had obviously been increased.

Master Yi, East Emperor, and Emperor Qing had joined forces to fight against the four sword slaves. Terrifying internal energy ripples instantly destroyed the buildings on the top of the Eiffel Tower. Seeing that the iron tower was on the verge of collapse, everyone under the tower was shocked. Was this the real super Powerman? The aftermath of the fight almost destroyed the pagoda. It was too terrifying.

I didn't know that it was possible to make skyscrapers that looked like sailboats. The car slowly worked it's way toward the base of the massive tower of the Burj Khalifa. At 2,722 feet and 162 floors: it dominated the skyline. My neck ached as I craned it backward to see the top, but we were too close and the tower was too tall. The car dropped us off, and Owen and I headed inside the main lobby.

A dim light filtering through the pair of tinted windows set into the dense walls of the tower bedroom. Tilla frowned as she observed the dawn of a new day spread an ominous red hue over the desolate terrain of her homeland. Privileged in her view due to the imposing position the Coven occupied upon the otherwise barren plateau. Tilla sighed as she leant listlessly against the dark purple glass, which separated her from the extremely sharp drop into the desert valley below.

I’m in good shape, but these gowns simply aren’t meant for marathon stair climbing. A guard at the top of the tower steps aside as we open another door. Someone has assembled a trebuchet in the middle of the space, and there is a guard standing in each of the four directions. The stars spread in a wide dome above us. But the edges of that dome are being eaten away by the flickering flames of pyres, highlighting the billowing flags and tents of Tormentia. On every. Single. Side. “No one’s been able to get in or out?” Rafe asks the North guard.