Dao Blood Mage の小説・ストーリー

Hank held up his head high. Edmund squinted his eyes and curved his lips into an evil smile: "Sounds fun, maybe I'll try that." Buster shifted at Edmund's words, and Sarla also pulled out her wand, like the rest of the mages. The whole room was now under huge tension. "Do you really think you can leave if we don't allow it?" Hank sneered coldly, "With a deep wound and a girl unconscious in your arms?" They have ten high-level mages, and Edmund has only Buster and Sarla, with Lilith in his arms out cold. What was worst was that Edmund could feel his power draining from him. Many rituals use "blood of heart" because it was an important source of power.

The mages' faces contorted in a mixture of shock and frustration, their swords still poised for the kill. I stood tall, my voice low and menacing as I uttered a single, chilling word: "Too slow." The mages' eyes snapped up to mine, their faces reflecting a mix of fear and awe. They knew they were no match for me, their magical prowess no match for the power that now surrounded them. As I activated my domain, the air seemed to thicken with an otherworldly energy. The mages, once formidable opponents, now found themselves trapped within the boundaries of my Grand Domain - Blood Domain.

“W-What’s your codename?” “Knives.” David chuckled in my ear. “Knives is a tactical mage, much like Dagon. I assume he neutralized a threat. If you can’t sleep, feel free to… talk to him about the protective ward he put up on the building… But I would really like it if you slept.” My heart was pounding. “I… I just…” “You’re scared, and that’s perfectly reasonable. Would you like me to stay on the line until you fall asleep?”

Angelo's lips twitched with pride and a silver flame-like glow erupted from his hands. "W... what..." One of the mages stuttered then screamed out in rage and began firing crazily. When the other mages joined, Angelo dodged their blows like they were nothing, which only served to anger them. The mages stopped, staring in disbelief as they realized their attacks had been ineffective. Ramona, who was above and concealed by the clouds, opened her eyes wide in surprise. Angelo had such strength. He was so strong that she was at a loss for words. She understood why he was indeed Dalerie's chief warrior.

“It’s like something ancient is waking inside her, trying to fight the poison… or consume her.” Amira turned to me with urgency in her eyes. “We need to summon a mage. A blood mage or a soul-reader, someone who can see beneath the veil.” I hesitated for half a second before nodding. “Summon the great mage Lysithea.” --- Fifteen minutes later, the door creaked open again—and a woman entered, barefoot, hooded, her aura thick with static and smoke. The mage. Her name was Lysithea, and her presence made every candle flicker low.

He looked like the devil. “Alexa, you provoked me; don't blame me for being impolite!” He growled, his voice hoarse and somewhat restrained. I am doomed. What courage possessed me to mess with this demon in front of me? He crashed his lips onto mine again, making me taste his blood. I felt dizzy and lightheaded; the Morgan in front of me is not the Morgan I know.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

Damien walked to where Maggie now stood in front of us as she held the cup in her left hand and the dagger was in her right hand. Maeve remained seated as she continued to look at me, but I didn't even spare her a glance. I couldn’t, at least not until Maggie was done with the spell. “This is going to hurt,” Maggie informed us before she began chanting a spell and pointed the dagger upward. After a few seconds, she then asked Damien to stretch forth his palm to her and he did without hesitation. “Malus Fini Bindum,” Maggie began chanting this continuously as she used the dagger to cut Damien's palm, making it begin to bleed.

the physiker asked, her tone going cold and flat. “Well technically it is not blood magic, so to speak,” Kiri sighed, rolling her eyes. “Dilo is not the one drawing on blood to boost her own magical ability. It is only being used as a clean and unblemished medium that will be familiar to Rex to allow his natural defences to lower enough for your healing magic to help cleanse enough of the poison his body cleanses the remainder itself.” “You’re trying to sell me on a technicality,” the physiker said with a scowl, putting her hands on her hips defiantly.

“ I wanted to fight back you know, but the mage was a dark magic user and before I knew it, he took out that voodoo doll tying my hands in a way where I could only watch myself die, by jumping in the lake. I mean all I had to do was fight him but I failed.” Levy did not know how the mage got her blood nor did she understand how she was not able to catch him closing on to her from behind. Was she weaker than she thought, if not Then how was it possible that she was not able to detect the presence of a dark mage?