Black Clover Anti Magic Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

They clapped at us. I promise you joy all your life Amira. Not anything else. The black canvas in you, that is covered in blood and in darkness, will be colorful from now on. I, Elexier will paint it sweetly with colors, bright ones. We have gone through so many things. And I will save and protect you every time that happens again. If I had to choose between breathing and loving you, I would use my last breath to say, I love you.

"That’s silver poison!" Now a Beta, Cael reacted instantly, dodging their attack. Seeing their ambush fail, the three of them began chanting an ancient curse at rapid speed. They were willing to use every method to win. However, before they could even get close, Zephyr, who had been standing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. A surge of powerful spiritual force burst outward, instantly rebounding the curse and turning it into bindings that trapped the three of them in place. Immediately, Lorian let out a cold laugh, flicking his fingers.

king Crowell commanded as his guards tried to encroach my space, the guards tried to outsmart me by trying to attack at the same time, and it almost worked out for them but they were no match for a sorcerer of my caliber, as four of the guards tried to get closer to me, I lifted my head to the sky and spoke inaudibly as I chanted my spells repeatedly “Renderli sordi…. Renderli sordi… Renderli sordi…” I continued The guards began to fall to their knees as they felt the wrath of my spells, they felt a sharp pain through their temples as none of them could stand up straight again, this excruciating pain tormented them even more as time went on, I have exceeded the boundaries now, I had to, it w

“Witches—attack spells, now! Summer—light thingy! Charlie—shield up! Anyone else got long-range powers?” A round of no’s. We brace for impact. Megaera crashes down on us in a fury of claws and rage. Just before she makes contact, a blinding white light streaks past me and slams into her side. She shrieks, veering off course. I turn—Jared stands beside me, another orb of sunlight forming in his hand. Not like Summer’s light bomb that silenced the world first—this is pure, radiant power. It looks a lot like Rowen’s healing light.

But despite the limited information provided in the pages, she knew the concept behind it could work. "Blood magic. We could use blood magic to lure it out—" It was Errant's turn to silence the room. "Absolutely not! That is forbidden magic used by the dark witches of old. We cannot— I will not allow its use within the borders of this realm!" Astasha scoffed. "So instead, you would cut open the Prince and attempt to rip the demon out through his soul? What kind of a man do you think would be left? How is that any better, any safer than the magic used—"

A heavy silence followed. Someone inside the school was using dangerous magic. My stomach tightened. Could the attack truly be connected to me? Across campus, hidden behind the abandoned greenhouse, Chloe stood alone. Moonlight reflected off the black crystal resting in her palm. Its surface pulsed like a heartbeat. James stepped out of the shadows. His dark cloak concealed most of his face. "You've already used it." Chloe lowered her head. "I only wanted to test its power." "You nearly killed a student." "It wasn't supposed to happen."

It was hand written. She went on, flipping the book and stopping to read through some parts of it. It was a book about spells and she found herself laughing at the silliness of the thought that magic was still in existence. Some of the spells in the book made Matilda to shake her head and conclude that the book had been written during the time that witches existed. Some of the recipes in the book had ingredients like a two day old crow's blood, the crushed bark of a cider tree, four leaved clovers, mint leaves that had bloomed in the summer and many other bizarre ingredients.

I couldn't believe my eyes. "I'm not sure what you mean. I think it's very straightforward once you get the chemistry of the hormones." Dr Dawson said, the smirk on his face was a bit unsettling as he turned to me. "It's all natural if you think about it. Our team has created a supplement that will make any alpha immediately rush into it's mating drive. There's nothing wrong with augmenting their existing nature."

But then my eyes fell back on the burnt line, and I felt my chest tighten. "But who’s this?" I asked quietly, my voice trembling. Clara shrugged, not a care in the world. "How the hell should I know? It’s dark magic. Black magic." She waved her hand dismissively. "That’s all I know." I stared at the map, the weight of it settling on me. The lines, the darkness, the magic. It all felt like something was slipping through my fingers. My head throbbed, pressure building as I tried to piece it all together. The world felt like it was closing in on me, suffocating me.