Semua Bab REBIRTH: CURSE OF THE BLOOD MOON: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Chapter 122Lucia watched the flickering stars from her window seat in the dark expanse above. A shift had occurred within them since the beginning of the week, and Lucia sensed that something was wrong.The vision she saw continued to replay in her mind and had shaken her deeply. The stars became engulfed by spreading darkness that drew everything into its depths, A warning...She had to know what it meant. She had to understand. Quiet surrounded her with only the gentle buzz of magical energy filling the space, a presence which always appeared whenever magic was present. But tonight, it felt heavier, thicker.The cosmic phenomenon persisted beyond its time as its influence continued to spread across the planet.Nero’s voice pulled her from her thoughts. "Lucia, are you ready?" She turned, glancing at him. Nero maintained the same grave expression he wore when he first heard about the cosmic threat. His eyes, which usually displayed determination, now appeared clouded by worry.Wit

Chapter 124In the center of her ruined cavern, Kalyndria stood solitary while flickering candlelight threw distorted shadows across the frosty stone walls. Dark magic remnants filled the air, creating a suffocating atmosphere within the room.She ran her fingers gently over the cursed runes etched into the floor, which represented her ancient powers, yet felt powerless in this moment.The essence of Zytherion surrounded her as it hid just past the invisible boundary. She understood its inevitability, but that realization did nothing to ease her emotional burden.The cosmic force grew stronger while all her hard work and sacrifices began to vanish. The network of allies she trusted was collapsing because they were overcome by their own fears.The worst development was that Lucia and Nero, who had previously been her main enemies, now brought all her opponents together against her.But Kalyndria wasn’t ready to give up. Not yet.Her hands tightened into fists as she drew upon her remai

Chapter 126The silence in the temple was suffocating. The weight of the air felt like walls were squeezing Nero in from every side. They reached the heart of Zytherion's prison but found the stone doors before them unyielding.Lucia's hand lingered motionless above the stone surface while her fingertips vibrated with a subtle tremor. Her sharp eyes intensely examined the ancient symbols carved into the door's surface.Nero wiped sweat from his forehead while thinking they had overcome the toughest part. “But it seems we’re not done yet.”Lucia didn’t answer. She proceeded while examining the carvings with a frown. She uttered the words with quiet intensity while her voice carried the weight of comprehension.“What do you mean? We have battled throughout this temple and defeated both gods and monsters along the way.“More awaits,” Lucia stated as she kept her eyes fixed on the door. “The guardians are testing us. Our entry permission will be denied if we fail the trials.Nero’s stomac

Chapter 128Lucia should barely keep her balance as she stood, feeling the crushing weight of Zytherion's electricity pressing down on her. Every breath felt like a battle, the air thick with an oppressive darkness that choked the lifestyles out of everything round her.The battle raged in the pit of her chest—her heartbeat quick and erratic—and with every pulse, her frame felt weaker, as if the very essence of her being was being drawn out.Zytherion stood in front of her, his demeanor looming like an impenetrable wall. He began toying with them, his smile merciless and twisted, as though their efforts had been nothing but a comic story."You can hold suffering," Zytherion taunted, his voice just like the rumble of thunder, ""however, it’s pointless. I will devour the whole lot. The world, your friends, your treasured powers… all of it. There’s nothing you can do to forestall me."Lucia’s palms twitched, the acquainted warmness of the Heart of Lunaria pulsing underneath her skin. It

Chapter 130Lucia may want to feel her coronary heart pounding in her chest, her body trembling from the overpowering ache. Nero was slipping. His power changed into nearly gone, and he was getting ready to fall apart.The struggle towards Zytherion changed into far from over, but it became clear that their possibilities were developing slimmer by the second. She couldn't permit hhim tofall. Not like this. Not while the world itself hung by a thread.With every breath, she may want to feel the weight of the Heart of Lunaria stirring inside her, as if it were tugging her lower back. But it wasn't sufficient. She needed extra. Her frame felt fine, irresistible; it changed into disintegrating, like she changed into a shadow fading into nothing.She had no energy left to fight, no electricity left to assist him. But deep down, a small voice inside refused to permit it. She had to do that. She had to discover a manner to keep him—and each person else."Nero," she whispered, her voice sligh