Descendants Spells の小説・ストーリー

The Spell {Decaying Flesh} is a Level 4 Spell, a spell that an Advance Magician can use, but it was a speciality of a Magician that dwells in a Dark Magic mostly. And Just like it’s name, {Decaying Flesh} does what it meant to do literally, as the Knight were still immobile, hold up in the air, their flesh started to rotted, decayed and looks like and ice cream melted from the heat, that is what it looks like in a mere seconds, All the knight that were clad in Armor just simply melt to die, their rotten flesh falls to the floor and became ashes in a mere instant. By the time the bind were gone, what fell on the floor were nothing but a clanking empty armor and just piles of white bones. “[Th

“What does this spell do?” “If completed,” I explained, “the spell will plunge all living creatures under its influence into eternal darkness. In this case, it would empower vampires while weakening werewolves. The only way to find answers is to follow Aldric’s suggestion: we must go to the Temple of the Moon Goddess. Incidentally, I’m due for a chat with my mother-in-law.”

Once there, the man let out a long breath. "In the Junkla river there are still many things that can undermine your power, sir. So you must be more careful!" "Then will this ordeal affect your Luna?" "No, sir. It's only your life they want. Especially that witch," replied the Elder with a clear picture. The Lycan King's forehead wrinkled, "witch, what is this again?" The Elder was silent again, he chose to walk back to the sofa and shifted his weight. "A few years ago, there came a witch who cast a spell that the Slovasky descendants would disappear if one of them married a Rare descendant." The Elder let out a long sigh after finishing saying, then he looked at the Lycan King.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

Magnolia urged. “Someone changed the spell about four or five years ago.” Magnolia blinked her eyes at her a few times. ‘Four or five years ago? I was married to the baron.’ “Impossible, I’m the only survivor.” “I can’t see clearly who it was, but I am sure it was someone who shared your blood,” Laya explained. “As you said yourself, only your bloodline descendants can use this spell, or alter it in this case. Not even I can do that.”

"When I say so, everyone needs to dribble some blood on the ground. I don't care how you do it, but it needs to hit the pavement." Snarls, some a little more animalistic than human, sounded. I began the long sequence of the Ancestor's Storm spell. As soon as the last syllable fell from my lips, I yelled, "NOW!" I launched immediately into Conjuration of Soul Draining. The reversal of magic from the crazy lady wearing Ferria rocked through our group like we'd been hit by a tidal wave. I held onto Kiema as if all our lives depended on it. They did. They really fucking did.

Sebastian asked thoughtfully. Every family focused on different kinds of mystic spells in their legacies. For instance, the Sacred Medicine Society was best at thunder spells, but they also had skills in other types. The Ballards' yellow paper charm spells and other spells were all related to fire. The Divine Fire spell that trapped Samson, and the spell that Milton had used during the great battle at the Hall of the Ancestral Dragon the other day were all fire-related spells. Andreas smiled bleakly and said, "Our family is one of the ancestral dragon's tomb keepers. The ancestral dragon had five different kinds of spells, namely, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth! Gold referred to thunder

“Both families faced many perils after discovering the Transcending Ice Crystal. Many kingdoms were jealous of such weapons and had sought to rob them of their possessions. Such a weapon is considered a god send as nothing could stop it. Everyone lusted for that power. There was little they could do to stop them. All the kingdoms slowly hunted both families were and killed. Some were tourched to give up the location of the mine. All of that and resisted had died.” She slowly continued with a slight pause. She knew for what she was going to say cause stirred emotions. “Many years later both families betrothed their eldest children and send them off in to a remote part of the world to continue

"We can bring the baby back and save Annie too Alpha and Dante went quiet. Just the mere thought of Sanguine sanguis servatur sent shivers down their spine. Their witch mother also Kael and Dante’s mother taught them an extremely dangerous resurrection spell. She called it Sanguine sanguis servatur— By blood, blood is preserved. It's a resurrection spell they could only do once in a lifetime. It can't be repeated. It's a one-time ticket so you must choose wisely who you use it to resurrect. But it also came with a prize. Only her true-blood sons—Not Alpha, only Dante and Kael can do this spell. She made it clear that the spell was a gift and also a burden.

“This power will make me invincible. I will be unstoppable.” Before the darkness could claim her completely, Granny Minama storms into the room, her heart pounding with the urgency of what must be done. She unleashes a counter spell, a relic from an ancient past, the words heavy and potent on her tongue—a spell so old and powerful that it has not graced her lips in decades. It’s a spell that demands a steep price, one that her frail body is ill-prepared to pay, but Granny Minama knows there is no other way. She must save her granddaughter from the same fate that claimed her father.