Destruction Spells Oblivion Novels & Stories

Must be a higher official's son. "Nice strategy but that won't work. You will easily be surrounded if you all clump together during a fight.", Clayton is talking about their stance. They must have thought staying together would make them a stronger force... Which is stupid for him. His eyes went pitch black while standing to let them know who he is. "H-hunter ...", One of the kids,probably their leader, finally recognized him. At least they still know what his eyes project. Hunters. That's what they call them. Creatures created to balance humanity and vampires. They are basically halves of each sides. They can eat like humans in a normal basis. They could also drink blood if they feel like i

Yet he could only get a few words out before Grunt put both his hands on Oliver's head and mumbled to himself. Buzz! In a split second, Oliver felt his body tremble significantly. That was followed by a terrifying surge of energy that entered his body. Indeed, Grunt had begun casting the Complete Takeover spell. The first step was to destroy Oliver's spiritual consciousness, which would turn Oliver into a hollow, spiritless body. Under the overpowering force, Oliver felt his consciousness turn hazy. "You'll pay for this! Argh!" Oliver's spirit was flooded with a ripple of unbearable pain as his spiritual consciousness was destroyed, bit by bit.

Lose the clarity of your gaze, from this moment you will see no more! Jeanne yelps, the spell has worked, she has gone blind. She spreads her trembling hands in front of her and growls. —Very good trick. I must admit, it is... uncomfortable not being able to see where I'm going. - She advances in my direction and I run away without turning my back on her.

I can't think about Damian now; if I give in to the sorrow that wants to consume me, I will be signing a death sentence for all of us. Lilly's mind links with mine as she whispers, “I can smell vampires, Lisha; they are close. How far away is this bloody cave?” I incline my head toward a small hill in the distance and say, “Half an hour away, Lilly.” She nods as we slow down to a walk; everyone is peering into the trees, looking out for any danger that may be approaching. I sigh with relief when I see the outline of the cave in the distance; when we reach the boulder, I whisper Allana’s spell. The boulder moves slowly to one side. Lilly enters again to ensure it is safe, then I follow with A

The Laser from Zark's finger lasted less than a second, any spectator who was in the place, rather than seeing a Laser would simply see a flash of light. The Flesh Golem never knew how or when it was destroyed, since before its brain machined reality, its entire being was mere dust. It started out as a slight laugh, but then turned into a laugh. Zark was truly happy. "Elegant, truly elegant," Zark paraphrased to himself. [Disintegrate] the spell he had just used, it had worked Disintegrate; a Level 6 spell from the school of transmutation; it had an intermediate range of about 100 feet (30 m) plus another 10 feet (3 m) for each Spellcaster-type class level.

The king replied, “More than a thousand lives of my Maddox Village are in your hands. If I really wanted to trick you, I wouldn’t have brought you here.” At this moment, Xyris Labelle explained from the side, “This is a Cannibalistic Spell, a sort of powerful parasite. They will devour any sort of flesh and blood that get into contact with it.” Everyone turned to Xyris simultaneously. The bishop asked, “How do you know?”

"He's not the frightened child you remember. He's something more now, something we created. And he'll never be yours." But then Gabriel's head turned. He looked directly at Catalina. The red glow in his eyes flickered and faded. For just a second, she saw the real him. His lips moved, but no sound came out. But she could read the shape of the word. *Run.* Then the red surged back, and his hand swept out. Everything happened at once before Catalina and the rest. The remaining candles exploded, the symbols on the walls cracked, pieces of stone raining down. The three robed figures were thrown backward, slamming into the wall.

$$F_{\text{Destruction}} = \int (\text{Alpha\_Prime}) \times (\text{Hollow\_Chord}) \, dt$$ The sound hit the anti-magic ritual like a freight train of gold. The grey vacuum hissed and evaporated. The obsidian pillars, designed to siphon magic, couldn't handle the sheer volume of the Alpha’s frequency. They began to glow white-hot, then shattered into a million jagged shards. The explosion was a blinding cocktail of sapphire and gold. Malakor, caught in the feedback loop of his own collapsing ritual, let out one final, agonizing shriek as the "Void-Seal" in the sky inverted. The black ring turned into a prismatic crown of light before dissipating into the atmosphere.

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. Michael's eyes gleamed with urgency. "A force more powerful than you, Lucifer, threatens to destroy the cosmos.They call him Oblivion, Lord of Chaos and Destruction, one of God's Cosmic Stewards, seeks to annihilate all existence." Lucifer's smile returned, his eyes glinting with interest. "And why should I care?" Michael's expression turned solemn. "I don't need your help to fight Oblivion, Lucifer. I need you to fix your mistakes. Make the world a better place. Show me you have a plan to rule the Earth wisely."

Loose pages swirled in a miniature vortex, the words on them glowing with a sickly green light before burning to ash. “It’s not a thing,” Ava said, her eyes narrowed in concentration. “It’s a concept. The nexus is anchored by a foundational spell of preservation. That spell has been corrupted. It’s not preserving knowledge anymore; it’s hoarding it, consuming it, turning it into a cancerous, meaningless mass.” “So we destroy the spell?” I asked, my power already gathering in my palms. “No, you idiot!” Ava snapped. “The spell is the foundation! You destroy it, the whole nexus collapses. We have to isolate the corruption within the spell and excise it. Misha?”