Wuxiaworld Desolate Era Novels & Stories

] A broken cry tore out of Evan as he drove the blade into his own chest. [Evan said he’s moving out. Even though I didn’t want him to go, I still agreed. Maybe it’s for the best. My body is getting weaker, and I look worse every day. If he leaves, he won’t have to see me at my worst. But I really wish he had stayed.] Evan was sobbing uncontrollably. “Ana, I wish you had stayed too!”

Note: It is not recommended to activate this ability if constitution is below 11 points; it is absolutely inadvisable if constitution is below 5 points! 【Resilient Will】Passive—Due to your powerful willpower and resilient personality, you are immune to some mental control and charm-based influence. Knowledge/Skills: 【Epic Combat Skills: Lv45】—You possess battle techniques and experience on par with an epic warrior, including techniques such as【Instant Step】【Fist of Strength】【Beast Trap Fist】【Qi—Burn】【Qi Net】【Qi Flow—Vitality Return】【Extreme Path—Cell Liberation】【Binding Shackles】【Qi Body Enhancement】【Star Devouring】and 126 other secret techniques.

"You can only choose how the 'Credits' roll." --- The "Liquidator"—a manifestation of the System’s final cleanup—has arrived at the border! The world outside has been deleted, and now the "Void" is eating the Iron Mountain itself. Elara and Silas are ruling a kingdom that is literally shrinking by the second. How do you fight a ghost who holds the watch that counts down to the end of time?**

Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of heavy soot. Buildings were left in ruins. Wailing and screams, chattering metal armours, and the resounding explosions of canons echoed in a flowing stream of rings. The World was in ruin; one would mistake it to be the end of the World. The War between the Ultiar gods: Ekron god of discord and darkness, and Vyorn goddess of Nature, had gone on for centuries. The mid 7000BC to 2000BC, felt the kind caresses of the sword and heavy form of magic.

Chapter 42: BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND Xander – Crescent Moon Pack, Arena The arena stretched before me like a vast, jagged wound in the earth, its dark stones standing in stark contrast to the pale light of dawn that began to seep over the horizon. This was no ordinary battleground—it was a place of finality, where destinies were forged in blood and pain. The air felt suffocating, charged with the weight of countless lives that had been decided in this very space. Each breath I took tasted like dust and anticipation, a sharp reminder that today, everything would change.

The entire city had descended into what felt like hell on earth. System: [World Self-Destruction Countdown: 9 hours, 58 minutes, 2 seconds.] [World collapse is accelerating! Spatial instability is increasing! The Host is advised to speed up the sacrifice process!] Dean gritted his teeth as unbearable pain spread through his body. The loss of his life force was accelerating rapidly. “Sophia, don’t be afraid. I’m here. Very soon, you’ll wake up again.” [Vitality sacrifice in progress! Host’s vitality lost: 80%! Pain level: Maximum!]

"I can't go to all of them, but I can use the Sovereign-Fang to turn the North into a Global Grounding-Wire." "Darlene, if you tether your soul to a billion wolves, the 'Noise' will tear you apart," Eryx warned, his hand gripping my arm. "You'll be the one 'Optimizing' them. You'll be back in the 177th Layer, a Tyrant of Mercy."

Sean explained, frowning a bit. “Huh, weird,” “I know right?” “I thought demigods had been killed by Zeus ten years ago,” Harry commented as he sneaked a peek over their heads. Boo, it’s all serious stuff. Boring! “The so-called 'Righteous Purge', yeah… something about prophecies and politics,” Sean answered with a scoff. “That's awful,” Alastor muttered, “Those are their kids, you know?” “Powerful kids but yeah, you get how it goes, real messy stuff…” Sean sighed, “Want me to get in touch with this one? See if their Intel knows something about your goddess?”

Finally when her muscles were unable to even twitch, the creature roared aloud as it spurted jets of cum inside all of her holes. The hot jets of its cum hit straight her womb, filling her completely, making her fall down on the ground like a helpless, limbless creature. When the creature was done cumming, it dropped Maya's unmoving, tired body to the ground and disappeared. When the next day Maya woke up in Vishous's arms, he informed her that finally, they were mated and the rules of mate bond had been changed by the werewolf God. Their God would be coming every full moon from now on to take her.

High above the desecrated courtyard, a lone black crow watched the scene silently from its perch on the broken pillar, and deep within Nysera's ancient soul, something fundamental finally began to break. End of Chapter 6