Arcane Zeri Novels & Stories

In my annoyance, I screamed, and that scream spread all around, and the force of it caused the enemies to jump and cause them to fall. I went down holding my sword, then I looked at Zian. “I know you are also a witch, and I know you use black magic,” I said, and he didn’t say anything and just looked at me evilly. I noticed something strange behind him, and that’s when I realized the black power was from Zerberus, and maybe he had something to do with how Zian could use it. But I remembered what Zaibrel had said to me. I need to resurrect him as an angel in exchange for the white gem I have. I can’t forget my promise, and I can’t abandon that mission.

Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly. Clarisse felt victorious, Zane was tired, and Lucia ran out of energy. Zane runs to Lucia, this time, he's the one lending a hand to help her stand. Zane inhaled deeply and said, "you two did a good job, I couldn't do anything useful but just command for a little." "How did you summon that War Golem? It's a grandmaster-level spell," Lucia was intrigued and smiled. "I had a potion for it. When I ran to grab my sword, I saw it. That's why I grabbed it cause I thought 'why not' since it's no harm to be overprotective," Zane bl

When I noticed that Zane was looking at me strangely, I quickly realized that he might have gotten the wrong idea. “I don’t know if you remember, but a few years ago or so, I sold a game to Wolf Tech. I thought that I would end my game design, but I have recently thought that I wouldn’t mind trying to design another one. Of course, it won’t be as advanced as Arcane realm. I was thinking more of a mobile game or something.”

the man said loudly. I'm right. A bloody man stopped in front of me, with a large wound in his neck and a stab wound to the chest. Even so, the man still looks strong. I held my breath as I looked at him and the strange creatures behind him. This is a group of men who look different. It has large horns, they are naked, their skin is red, and saliva drips from their large mouths with large teeth. Is t-that… W-What?! N-No way!

"This is the Resonance Stone. It's a sacred relic that's been around for over 1,000 years. It measures your level of arcane power and which realm you've reached. "All you have to do is place your palm on the symbol at its center and channel your energy. The stone will light up a different color depending on your level—yellow for Awakening, green for Foundation, blue for Core Formation, purple for Great Decator, scarlet for Arcane High Priest, and the legendary crimson Light of Ascension, which even I've never seen in my lifetime." The crowd sucked in a breath the moment he finished. A lot of the younger practitioners stared at the stone like it was everything they'd ever dreamed of.

A flicker of doubt, a hint of uncertainty. "Zane, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "My wolf doesn't sit right on an issue," he replied, shifting uneasily on the bed. "And what would that be?" I asked, truly concerned about the state of his wolf. Zane paused for some seconds before turning to face me. "Xaren's powers were zapped and kept safe in the Aegis stone," he said, turning to face me. "Yes," I said impatiently, shifting on the bed. Where was he heading to?

Lyra’s dagger trembled in her hand. “Something worse.” Torin’s claws scraped the stone, his eyes grim. “It’s not over.” The crack widened, crimson light flooding the chamber. A figure emerged not Drenvar, not the Daughter, but Zane, Aria’s former mate, his eyes glowing crimson, his fur rippling with dark power. He held a new shard, smaller, sharper, pulsing with the Abyss’s heart. “You thought you won?” Zane said, his voice a sneer. “The Abyss chose me.”

“I was the one who made that sound. Please accept my apologies. Suppose something goes wrong with what you are attempting to achieve, Sera. What would you do then? There is a reason why a great number of priestesses and priests have laid down their lives in order to seal this beast, and what if Zera decides to turn against you? What will you do then?” Sera’s eyes narrowed as she laughed at Terry’s question, “Oh Terry, you underestimate the power of control. Once Zera has been revived, he would be bound to me, listen to me and do whatever I desire. Those priestess and priestess lacked the true understanding of power and that was the reason they made those mistakes. I will not repeat their mis

At his side hung a blade carved from obsidian. Kael stepped in front of Aria. “Who are you?” The stranger gave a slight bow. “My name is Zareth. I am the Keeper of the Gate.” Aria frowned. “What gate?” Zareth’s eyes settled on her. “The one inside you.” A chill rolled down her spine. “Elaborate,” Kael growled. Zareth’s tone remained calm. “The magic she used tonight wasn’t accidental. She’s the vessel of the Sealing Flame—a power lost for millennia. That mark on her arm is the key.”

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.