21st Century Archmage Novels & Stories

And so Olive, Chelsea, and the less talkative Rosie spent the day watching one Disney movie to another. Rosie and Olive were having the time of their lives, Chelsea, however, was still stuck on how her friend had so casually used wordless magic. It wasn't that she was sad or mad her friend could, she was rather worried because witches at her age could not activate their ability to use wordless magic until after their Coming of Age Ceremony. She didn't think Olive even noticed it, meaning that she had been doing so for a long time.

I asked cautiously. "Disappeared somewhere. We captured this chalice during the battle three years ago." "Then what is the function of the other chalice?" I continued to dig for answers from Chaz. He looked surprised for a moment. "You're so curious, aren't you? "Chaz raised one eyebrow. "Of course we're curious. Why don't you ever know about those chalices? Even though we are also Hunters. Chaz took a deep breath. "The second chalice has a main carving in the shape of a woman. Anyone who drinks blood from that chalice will return to youth even if they are hundreds of years old. Then..."

But here, she already heard how often they mention some archmages. "No." Santi shook his head, "For example, out of a hundred thousand mages, there were only thirty archmages. And they were scattered across the continent." "But," He continued, "The level of archmage wasn't the last step. Above the archmage was the Great Archmage. And as far as I knew, there were only eight Great Archmages in the entirety of the continent of Larin." Minerva's eyes widened in shock. There was a level above the archmage? She thought that archmage was the highest!

I said. "It'll take time to learn control, but I see what will be. You will master it." Thea's voice chimed almost like a bell. "Enough stalling, let's see this power of yours," Nathan snapped. I stood again, letting my father steady me when I swayed a little on my feet. I was a Necromancer. I was a Summoner. I could do this and I would.

Knowledge flows through me as the Index activates. It’s back huh? Finally. My blade reappears in my hand. “Let me tell you something, you all think I’m weak without a shard? Let me clarify, I was made Arch-mage before I learnt how to use my shard. still an Arch-mage, idiot! I raise my hand and the sky is filled with blue sigils. “Thurisaz!” The sigils rain down lightning which the berserker dodges easily, still dashing at me. The lightning is drawn to my blade again this time completely turning white. I absorb the energy and charge at the demon again, cutting off his arm before he can react. He roars in pain and charges at me again, but he’s In range this time. A sigil appears in my palm and

Every public event. Every award... They always came first Alicia wanted nothing more than to become the empire's perfect princess. Ironically... Years ago, there was an another princess— One erased from history— Who would teach her what it truly meant to carry a crown. --- Kaleb's frustration stemmed from a different source. Ever since childhood, he had dreamed of becoming the disciple of the Academy's legendary Archmage, Bright Winchester. The young Archmage was hailed as the strongest mage on the continent, a man whose magic was said to possess the power to destroy kingdoms.

But why did she got betrayed? After a second of not knowing what to think, I can’t seem to get why Senior Janice. “22th of Month of Dormancy (February).HAHAAHAHA it was funny! How could the church and magic tower hide this fact though? I mean it would greatly benefit them. I have discovered that to increase into a much more higher realm than a highest-teir rank for mages is the Archmage. They were three options, first is to master and be one with the nature, you are nature and the nature is you type. I’m not very keen of this one but it was kinda helpful ascending me into an high-tier mage.

"But teleportation is a complex spell only effectively executed by the most powerful mages. How could this man—" He stopped, his words brought to an abrupt halt by the intensity of the burning gaze of the Archmage, his dark eyes like smoldering coals which pierced him. "Need I explain Kingsmen power structure to you, Mr. Dehnhardt, or do you not understand what many men seek by force they receive without measure or merit?" Kelvin was speechless. "Yes, sir," he sputtered. "I understand plainly." "Perhaps," Blackridge muttered, turning his face to Avera. "Is there anything else?" he asked her.

Although later mages produced many natural geniuses, no one was able to make any modifications. When it comes to things with a historical legacy, elven solutions are naturally the best, so Christine chose to have the elves help build the Mage Tower. The reason why it is said that today's mages are not as good as they used to be is because the archmages of the ancient magical realm of Nesriel drove the floating cities into the heavens and the earth, daring to capture and study both the demon lords of the abyss and the true gods with weak divine power. So which mage dares to do this, and which mage can?

Why he would do that was still unknown to me, but I dared not question him. I crimped my eyes against the darkness as I searched for darting shadows. I have so many enemies whom I knew could take different shapes and forms so as to walk into my kingdom without me seeing them. They were always mistaken, though, because I always found them, even when perched on the walls like birds and lurking around like shadows. -------------------- Hello! Leave a comment telling me how you like this book so far. Do you have anything on your mind that you want to say? Drop it in the comment box as well. Remember to add this book to your library if you have yet to do that. Leave a review and vote.