Wretched Of The Earth Audiobook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I felt its pull a magnetic force trying to lock my joints to root me to the earth. I focused pouring my will against it a silent scream of defiance the rune flared then shattered with a sound like breaking glass I stumbled forward free but trembling. The ground changed beneath my feet. It became a soft spongy black cursed earth and my strength bled away with every step a slow draining sickness, my wolf Liora… she was gone but the part of me that was her— that was power, felt stretched too thin. the forest seemed to lean in closer the trees watching with malicious intent.

My wolf freezes, the entire valley holds its breath. And then— One thread snaps. Not breaks. Moves. Violently. It jerks sideways— And something follows it. I try to shift back, but my body begins to convulse around me as the crack in the earth darkens. Not with shadows. With depth. Too deep, too wrong. And then— A hand appears. Not climbing out, not reaching. Just— There. Resting against the edge of the split earth like it had always been waiting on the other side.

Then it moved. The sound of rocks grinding together filled the air. A shifting shape appeared in the darkness – too many legs, too many teeth, and far too many eyes, each snapping open one by one. “Earth Wyrm,” Lilith gasped, her silver eyes wide with fear. “They're supposed to be extinct.” “Yeah, well,” Marcus muttered. “So are a lot of things.” The Wyrm's gaze locked onto them, all twenty eyes glowing a sickly green like dying moons. It opened its mouth – a dark cave filled with rows of teeth – and spoke with the voice made of earthquakes.

A noxious smell of burned ash clung to the air. It was not yet finished. The earth in front of them ripped apart, the ground itself shuddering in revolt. There was a sound in the air, a low and foreboding rumble, and one that appeared to emanate from some deep part of the ground. Emereah's heart pounded. "What's this?" she exclaimed. The ground under her foot shifted, trembled, and before she could step back, the ground burst out. From the darkest depths of the world, something started to push its way out. Twisted and deformed, like roots, like veins, as if the earth itself had become hostile to them. The pressure of the eruption pushed Emereah back, wind forced from her lungs.

When I looked into my hands, she was gone. In her place was a glowing seedling, rooted in the ground beside me. “You have honored your pain. You have not abandoned the child you were. You embraced her. You made her feel loved. No matter what mistake you make in the future, Never hate yourself. Instead learn from your past.” Then the sky darkened, the air thickened and the ground shook violently as something massive crawled from the side of the mountain. It was the earth wolf. But this time, he was no longer a majestic wolf. He had become something monstrous. A beast of stone and root and bone, with eyes like molten lava and a roar that cracked the sky. Each step he took shattered the ground.

His touch was warm but his hand shook. Another tremor hit. This one was so powerful that Lyra felt it in her bones. A deep groaning sound came from the east, like the world itself was screaming. Then, with a deafening crack, the ground split open. A jagged black tear ripped through the earth, wide enough for a wagon to fall through. Thick darkness poured from it. Lyra’s breath caught. From the tear, wolves shaped from smoke began to crawl out.

I began to feel all the energies that are inhabiting the earth and I was oppressed with all of the sadness, hate and evil that are strong in this realm. I then can see visions of the history of earth and what happened on it’s grounds. murder , Greed, enslaved people, sorrow, war, divison and very little joy is all I saw. Tears fell from my face for the people of earth, I began to pray that they would see how this destruction is showing how lost they are. Until now I have never known such heavy heartedness. I ended my shower there and left the bathing chamber to go to my chambers. Mrs. Wright was passing by and stopped me looking into my face.

“Wrong mouth.” The earth split. --- POV: Araya The valley lurched. Chasms opened. Wolves leapt or dragged each other from the edges. The old Moon Road folded and sank. From the rift, fungus rose slick, white, eager. “Even if you burn me,” Erik gloated, “something will grow. If it feeds on grief good. I prefer honest crops.” I drove Hollowflame into the fault. Fungus hissed and curled. “No aftermath garden for you,” Nyxara purred.

No Book now, so she just dropped to her knees on the hot road, pressed her bloody thumb to the ground. “Mom,” she whispered, voice ragged, “you’re the Earth now. You’re the soil. Hold the time. Don’t let it slip away.” The ground trembled beneath her hand. A crack split the concrete. From that crack, a tiny green plant forced its way up, fighting against the backward pull. It was growing forward. The Auditor’s laughter cut off. “A stubborn ingredient,” he hissed. Suddenly, the street stretched. The hospital gates shot away, a mile, two miles. The people walking backward turned to gray shadows, grabbing at her legs.