Novel & Cerita Towers Of Heaven

Cindy complained. "I don't know either" Laila replied hiding the burn of jealousy inside her. ....... In the Black Towers, which are in Kael's Empire, he built them from scratch. Unlike all the rich dragons, Kael rose to fame through his own hard work. He is a genius architect. His firm is one of the leading architecture companies in the world. The Black Towers stand as an example of modern art, which was designed by Kael himself. It's an 80-floor tower of luxury with aesthetics to match.

The tower lost its power after it was destroyed, so it was nothing more than a pile of broken bricks now. No one could see the babies' spirits traversing gleefully all over the mountains, playing pranks on everyone who stepped foot into the area. I kneeled down next to the broken tower and asked, "Can you let me take Soleil home?" The babies' spirits giggled eerily as they floated around me in a circle. I knew what they were trying to tell me. "No, Mommy will get angry." They were more willing to listen to their "Mommy" than me.

__ *~*~*~* 10 Years later:- Heaven, once the ever-prideful capital city of the angels, with glass towers made of Adamas stone left by the God himself to forever light up and protect Idris was no more. Darkness pervaded every inch of air, shadows dominated all spaces, and the angel was cast into the abyss. Yet suddenly, like a beacon of hope to all, a warm yellow light, so strong and bright that one would mistake its presence to be the sun, shined in the midst of the blind chaos of war.

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.

After all, with his Starmark full and able to leave anytime, why would Hendrix fear getting injured? "You probably already know about the Tower of Babel and the Tower of Divinity, right? Let's find a place where you can tell me about them so I don't have to go check them out myself." "Of course." Apart from the minimalist sleeping quarters, the place resembled a small city that was complete with tall buildings. Of course, the most eye-catching structures were the two towers—one red, one blue. They soared so high into the clouds that their tops weren't visible. "The red one is the Tower of Divinity for soul enhancement. The blue one is the Tower of Babel for improving your martial arts."

“There are four districts in this Tower: Green Wiccan, White Wiccan, Blue Wiccan and Gray Wiccan, all performing duties that keeps Arth balanced between reality and the magical world.” Light began to stream in as the oil lamps fell away behind us. We stepped into a dome with sunlights streaming in. Colours lined along the walls and ceilings as our steps muffled into silence. It was eerie yet peaceful but I itched to leave. “Before time began to flow on Earth, there were deities in the heavens. There was the Creator and his subordinates,” Celeste said the last word as if it left a sour taste on her tongue. She drew her hand along the walls as each word she said came to life with what looked l

The heavenly realm never let down its guard and maintained its vigilance for more than ten thousand years. The devastation of the ancient war between the Heavenly realm god and the dark god and their worshiper is the worst nightmare they have faced since ancient times. So the Heavenly realm doesn't want to take a chance and construct these towers all over the ascension point of the people in the upper realm to monitor the upper realm of any mishap that might happen.

Each angel moved to their assigned position without hesitation. Aurelian stepped forward. Not because he desired to. Because it was required. Light gathered around him, forming a path that led through the structured expanse of Heaven. The architecture remained flawless, every line exact, every surface untouched by change. He moved through it without distraction. Others worked in silence. Some maintained the structure of Heaven itself, reinforcing what did not decay. Others observed distant worlds, recording movement, behavior, deviation. Nothing was overlooked. Nothing was unnecessary. Aurelian reached his position.

I wheezed. "But the Architects... they aren't deleted," Kael said, looking toward the Spires. "They're just rebooting. And the Spires are starting to glow green." I looked toward the horizon. The three towers weren't glowing with gold anymore. They were pulsing with a deep, emerald light. And from the base of the towers, a new sound began. Not a howl, and not a machine. It was a heartbeat. A massive, planet-sized heartbeat that made the very dust on the ground dance.

The tallest of them reached over halfway up the top of the dome, which was 50km above the surface. These towers were colored bright red, and spiraled upwards beautifully and elegantly. Not only was it clearly marked as a Red Zone, but multitudes of patrol gondolas and fixed weapon emplacements helped illustrate its imperviousness. Desire welled up in Eva the moment she saw them. For whatever reason, she felt the need to break into that zone and climb to the highest point. When she asked what it was, Justicar Severas answered her plainly. “It’s the seat of power for the entire Drogar Empire. Well, alright, Taloren Prime is what runs the Imperium. But those buildings right there are its beatin