Daggeron Mystic Force Novels & Stories

The necklace isn't weak, but its magic is strong. Previously, Lara could not control his power in front of her, and she is, because they are two wizards, completely opposite, but the one in front of him is a werewolf and that benefited him "Leave my mate at once!" he cried, in a very rough voice as it blended with Mars' angry voice! The dagger fell from his hands weakly as he widened his eyes in shock at the strength of his son She ran standing behind him, pulling on his shirt nervously, and a few seconds ago she was definitely living in terror because she almost died and that

Allison slowly walked near her. “If you know your mother’s powerful spells then you can do this. But you have to work it on your own, Allison. You have to find a way to defeat Thana. Work like Akira, think like Akira, spell like Akira and plan like Akira.” Allison kept looking at Zamini and then she remembered something. She opened the zipper of her bag and pulled out the object covered in the white cloth. She removed it and showed the antique silver dagger to Zamini whose eyes widened seeing it.

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

She said closing her eyes, she wanted to pass out but she had to keep her friends in the loop. “So we’re going to have to worry about a few demons trying to do something then?” Misty said shaking her head. “I know we have to worry about Legion, he I think is more powerful then this Victor guy.” She said sitting next to Anabel. “Is there anything else you can tell us that might help?”

Many people believed it was a myth but she. She is definitely not an ordinary person. She's trained, calculative, and hot as hell. The Dagger of Dawn is an ancient family artifact that holds the power of the sun and wind at the same time. It was wielded by a powerful vampire, Kronus, my grandfather. That's right, Knox's dad. It is meant to be passed down after two generations and only royal full-blooded vampires could wield it. With the sword, their powers are ten times more than normal. In other words, my dad, Knox is waiting for Emrys, my younger brother to grow up before passing it down. If he learns it's been stolen...

It took a while but I could plainly discern a figure being shaped within the dark aura. [Minion Gnoll -Mystic rank] Level 5 EXP: 0/12000 HP-3000 CON-300 ATK-300 STR- 100 DEF-105 DEX-21 Speed-52 AGI-52 Mana -0 INT-50 Skills- Dash(R) Dual Blade Mastery(Mystic) Enhanced(Elite) Life-Drain(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Web(Elite) Poison bite(Elite) Demise(Unique)

Twenty million was not enough for this. Not even two hundred million would be enough! When Myst went for the other person’s neck, Frost tried to stop her, and their fists collided. Bam! Amid the loud bang, Frost was pushed back. His face drained of color, and he could feel the shock travel straight to his organs. The difference in strength was great between them. He could not win. “Myst…” he mumbled. Suddenly, his eyes widened. “You’re Myst, one of the five Dragon Guards serving Hell Hall’s King of Hades!”

The golden arrow she had notched looked different from her other usual arrows. “Mestes Sagitta … Mystic Arrow,” she cast. The golden arrow gleamed, then it blazed with golden flares falling from the glowing light. Dain raised his fists, struggling. Then he tried to break the ice covering his legs, but he could not. “It’s a simple spell … but you cannot break it,” Arth told him. “Even your so-called iron fists can never do it.”

He wanted to test it again; if the person who spoke earlier truly wasn't present but could still counter his attack, their power must surpass his own. Mystic Vale raised his magical weapon above his head, channeling the black energy to reform the vortex. He wanted to see if it was just a coincidence or if his attack could truly be dispelled so effortlessly. Seeing this, the Raven sighed. "Again? Do you really think I have endless Lucky Potent energy?" Despite its words, it couldn't let anything happen to Hamza and the others. It flapped its wings, transforming into gusts of wind that blew toward Mystic Vale, carrying traces of Lucky Potent energy.

Sebastian smiled coldly and asked, "Who says I'm a Warrior? Don't you use your brain? Don't you know that the civilization of Dramon has thrived for 5,000 years with mystic spells and profound magic?" He made a seal with his hands, and a blue paper charm appeared out of thin air. "Huh?" The Dark Knight drew in a sharp breath and stared at Sebastian in disbelief as he said, "You… you're a mystic sect Sage?"