Best Wizard Ever! Novels & Stories

Their team won the match and sharp noise of clapping, hooting and party poopers rose in the ground. Minahil's face held a blazing appearance for she felt their team did not win because of her cousin Zaviar. They owed their success to Abraham Chauhdry, her rival. "You didn't play well Zaviar" she said as soon as he approached them. Other boys and girls were gathered around Abraham. She glared at them and then turned her gaze to the boy standing in front of her and heard him, "We won, that is important," he shrugged and took the water bottle from Yara.

Valery could practically feel the raised eyebrow being directed at her from behind the mask. “…yes. Val-Val. That’s what all my friends call me!” Not technically a lie. It probably was what any close friends would call her. If she ever manages to make any in the future. “Then I request that you take me to the Imperial Pearl, Val-Val. I have… been unable to locate it once more. All the streets of your kingdom are indistinguishable from one another! I would be very grateful for your…assistance. You will be rewarded greatly for your service.”

My brows crossed trying to recognize him while he was far away from us, and he stopped and smiled right in front of us, my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed in so much confusion. "Is that— Percy?!" The Wizard who helped me defeat Darkesta's General.

“Master Gray?” Everyone there knew who the man was—even Taylor, the patrol from Eternalporium. Guardian Palace elaborated, “Master Gray is a superb master of Eden Joy who’s practiced in charmboards, magic circles, and spells! “Master Gray’s ability in spells, in terms of his level, has already reached the standard of a warlord or smasher. “Even the owner of Eden Joy has to politely address him as Mr. Gray when they meet!” The men were shocked. Taylor asked in disbelief, “His spell-casting ability is equivalent to the level of a warlord? Are you serious?”

Someone clapped. It was Wynnstan Dalibor, the grandson of Youri Dalibor—the Great Elder of the Doom Race, and the distinguished prodigy of his race. He walked toward James and glanced at him, praising, “Not bad, you have even mastered the Greater Paths. You’re Forty-nine, aren’t you? Are you interested in joining the Dooms? With the protection and resources of the Dooms, you will surely emerge as a force to be reckoned with in the Greater Realms.”

Easton noted, but Sally only smiled before taking a sip. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask about it. Dante Azeali, the wizard of the Left Green Wood,” Sally said, and Aurora nodded. “He was the nicest, kindest, and most charming of all men to ever grace the surface of the earth—the one-of-a-kind wizard the coven had ever seen.” Aurora raised a brow at her in surprise and confusion. “What the fuck is she saying?” Easton blurted, earning a scowl from Aurora.

Wizard Zudan was furious "Ha, ha, ha! with your petty magic? don't forget I am the last of my kin! no matter how powerful you're or how they renamed you, your power will need to be a match for mine!" "Then be ready to go against me!" Edgar said with a close of eyes and all his veins popping out. "And who is this Wizard?" "Are you scared? anyways the person you're seeing here is the first Ashek, the creator of the dragon king!" Wizard Zudan curved his smile.

"You've been very rude and troublesome to me, Alpha. But did you actually think I was going to stand by and watch you die?" "Damn you, Priestess!" Liam cursed, still struggling against the unseen force that held him pinned. "You have no right to interfere here! Get out before I— Oh, please," she cut him off with a smile. "Let's get real here, Liam. You wouldn't survive five seconds with me even if you weren't paralyzed." She turned to Ivan, her eyes darkening. "And you—so you're the legendary Ivan, the so-called 'most powerful' wizard. You really believe that, don't you? That you're the most powerful creature in the world?" She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "How pathetic.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”