Novels by Zellix

“Eliris!” The mist thundered and its voice shattered the air until the earth beneath buckled and cracked. “That witch! She dared betray me!” it snapped. Crimson flames tore from its core and descended into the ground. Buildings crumbled and were set ablaze under the assault. Rumbles rolled through the streets as fire consumed stone and steel alike. “Eliris! Witch, you think you can betray me like that!” It spoke through a clenched jaw. Each word was sharp and full of fury. Beneath it, screams echoed in faint ripples. A handful of humans had been set ablaze by the flame it unleashed. Their skin gave way and their cries rose before being swallowed by the roar of fire. No help or assistance came. All of humanity stood with heads lifted toward Dracone. Their minds and will were bound by the system as they could no longer act for themselves. “Long live King Dracone,” they chanted like a mantra. The words were hollow and repeated without thought. Even as their own kind burned besi

The void rings multiplied across the heavens with terrifying speed.At first there were only a handful, then they doubled into dozens, and then hundreds.The golden circles expanded outward until they consumed nearly the vast quarter of the throne room. Ancient symbols flowed endlessly across their surfaces, each inscription radiating a pressure so immense that the gathered elders instinctively felt their knees weaken.The atmosphere itself changed, the air became heavier, breathing became difficult.Even the flow of spiritual energy throughout the Celestial Realm appeared to hesitate beneath the authority emanating from the rings.Every elder present recognized the technique.It was called the “the void rings or doom rings” depending on who described them.Some called it the “demon's realm”It was a forbidden celestial art known only to sovereigns.It was so feared that its very existence had become a warning whispered to younger gods. Entire civilizations had vanished within those

Noxarion threw his head back and laughed.The sound rolled through the Celestial Realm like thunder unleashed after a heavy rainfall.His amber eyes blazed with cruel satisfaction as he stared at Draven's battered form."Peasant."The word dripped with contempt.Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and drove it into Draven's back.The impact was devastating.Draven's body shot across the battlefield and slammed into the wall of the Dao Dominion with enough force to make the barrier tremble violently. Golden waves rippled across its surface as cracks of amber light spread from the point of contact.Blood splashed against the barrier.For a brief moment, Draven remained pinned there before gravity slowly dragged him downward. His body slid along the glowing wall, leaving a crimson trail of blood behind him before collapsing onto the fractured ground.His limbs felt heavy.Every breath felt harder than the last.The Primordial Sword remained buried deep within his chest, suppressing e

“You peasant!” Noxarion's voice exploded across the Dao Dominion like the wrath of a celestial emperor. The golden sphere surrounding them trembled violently. Massive cracks raced through the amber sky overhead before healing instantly, as though the barrier itself struggled to contain the fury radiating from its creator. The very air became heavy. The ground beneath Draven's feet shattered into countless fragments. Golden streams of divine energy surged around Noxarion's body. His imperial raiment dissolved into glowing particles before reforming into a magnificent suit of amber armor. Each plate carried ancient inscriptions older than civilizations. Countless runes crawled across the armor like living creatures. They pulsed with unimaginable power. His silver hair rose into the air before gathering neatly behind his head, forming an immaculate warrior's bun. The transformation gave him the appearance of a supreme ruler standing above countless worlds……actually he was th

“You peasant!”Noxarion's voice exploded across the Dao Dominion like the wrath of a celestial emperor.The golden sphere surrounding them trembled violently.Massive cracks raced through the amber sky overhead before healing instantly, as though the barrier itself struggled to contain the fury radiating from its creator.The very air became heavy.The ground beneath Draven's feet shattered into countless fragments.Golden streams of divine energy surged around Noxarion's body.His imperial raiment dissolved into glowing particles before reforming into a magnificent suit of amber armor.Each plate carried ancient inscriptions older than civilizations.Countless runes crawled across the armor like living creatures.They pulsed with unimaginable power.His silver hair rose into the air before gathering neatly behind his head, forming an immaculate warrior's bun.The transformation gave him the appearance of a supreme ruler standing above countless worlds……actually he was the supreme.A

“Is death!”The declaration thundered through the throne room like a divine verdict.The ancient walls trembled.Thousands of inscriptions carved into the golden stone pillars awakened at once, illuminating the hall in streams of golden light. The runes pulsed rhythmically as though the realm itself acknowledged Noxarion's judgment.A suffocating pressure descended upon everyone present.The elders immediately lowered their heads even further.Not a single soul dared speak. Not a single one dared breathe too loudly.Upon the massive throne, Noxarion remained seated, his expression devoid of mercy.His ember colored eyes glowed faintly.Then he slowly raised a hand.The moment his fingers moved, reality bent.A magnificent golden constellation appeared beneath Soulmaster Zephar's feet.Countless symbols rotated within it.The air crackled, space warped.The old man stared down at the formation beneath him.For several moments, he said nothing.His weathered face remained calm.His shou