Wuxiaworld Desolate Era Novels & Stories

​“People of the East! The era of magic is over. The gods are dead, and your Weaver is a relic of a broken past. Submit to the Western Accord, and you shall be granted a place in the new world. Resist, and you shall be erased.” ​“He talks too much,” Cassian muttered, his shadows coiling around his feet like hungry snakes. “Let’s go show him that the North still has teeth.”

She was very wrong. “What do you mean by that! Y- You crazy girl! You’ve basically made a pact with devil! I told you not to speak to that man!” Her pale face was ashen, her hands clutched her head at her approaching migraine, but most of all, she prominently glared at Alexis. Then as if losing all hope her hands fell dramatically to her side, “The Kaedmen Empire has no hope…” she muttered with desolate eyes that stared up at the ceiling, searching for some kind of light. Hector was also exactly the same, except a much more milder version. He pinched the bridge of his nose with an annoyed expression as he summoned mountains of book. Some related to Vampires and others that might just help th

said Professor Alex pleasantly. “I will announce something important to all of us. But first I will explain our current situation. You must know that the world is getting out of control. Last night, I chatted with a board member from the Hope organization. They think that if the world will collapse soon and within two months, seventy percent of the human population will become terrible creatures due to the 'S' virus,” said Professor Alex in a serious tone. All members of the Jaguar team listened carefully to Professor Alex's words.

“It came out of nowhere. Not broken, just walked out. My wife, she was reliving everything. Every death. Every hurt. She couldn’t breathe through it…” His voice breaks. My stomach turns cold. Another woman stumbles past whispering about entire valleys gone, no rubble, no craters. Just absence. The emptiness expanded outward like spilled ink, erasing not just land but the memory that land had ever existed. Three entities lose. Two at war. Five seals failed. The world is cracking open. “Balance is accelerating,” Confluence murmurs against my skin. I hate how calm he sounds. We crest the final ridge and the fortress comes into view.

I'd half hoped he'd at the very least call to yell about his painting, but he couldn't even spare me his anger. ​But Wolveshedge took my mind off of all that. It was like a different world where everyone was happy all the goddamn time; I was half content with it and half disgusted with the level of joy in the atmosphere. The town was peaceful and everyone seemed to be content with their small little section on the map, even if they were so terribly discontented. But it was why I chose this place, wasn't it? To be safe and discontented, yet I couldn't chase the feeling of something missing from the discombobulated picture I was forming day by day.

whispered Miasma into the dark and silence that had fallen over them. Madame Skia raised her arms and dim light returned to the room, a pale, flickering ember of the light that had flooded it before. “The metropolises were destroyed,” said Nicos, “Even without the interference of the evil one, the troubles were simply too great. The lush One World had become a desert wasteland and over the centuries, the metropolises were lost beneath the sands.” They all saw now the scene with which they were most familiar, the vast, unforgiving, shifting sands of desert that stretched as far as any could travel. “In time, towns then cities emerged. Built by the few who remained. Among them, there were thos

It's disguised as a sea monster in the middle of the ocean. She appeared right after they went to get the relic inside the Charybdis. I suddenly felt weak because of what I realized. I can't even ignore these strong coincidences. Even if someone else says that Erenea is not the daughter of the dark lord, that would be nonsense if I believe it. If Papa is indeed the dark lord and if Erenea is his daughter, does that mean we've been dealing with creatures that want to destroy Wysteria for a long time? We were deceived the whole time and they even met and acted like they don't know each other or were strangers.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Do you know how magical the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book is?" "The Eight Desolations Heavenly Book is a product, which is the same as the Eight Direction World. They can be said to be a pair of brothers. It not only records the names of all the True Gods in the Eight Direction World, but also has its unique side." "It has its own Eight Desolation World. Although it is not as large as the Eight Direction World, it is sparsely populated and rich with spirit energy. Most importantly, it has a special time limit. One day in Eight Direction World, one year in the Eight Desolation World! If you cultivate here for hundreds of thousands of years, you will be the to

But they weren’t always that way. Dead Worlds were worlds that served the stage for battles amongst the gods. These were worlds that were once thriving and brimming with life, but had been destroyed after constantly hosting the wars of powerful gods and Origin Artefacts. These were worlds that failed to survive during the Chaotic Era. One of these worlds was Alr. Alr was more desolate than any other world in the universe. There wasn’t a patch of grass or a well of water in the entire planet. It was the true definition of the word barren.

The Valley of Broken Moon smelled of blood and victory as the sun dipped below the horizon. Elara stood at the edge of the battlefield, her body aching from exertion and the lingering effects of channeling so much raw power. Golden sparks still danced faintly along her skin, a visible sign that her bloodline was fully awakening. Kael’s strong arm remained wrapped around her waist, holding her upright even as his own wounds slowly knit together.