Dragon Slayer Magic Novels & Stories

Selene's voice echoed around us, it was filled with such rage that it caused both Damion and me to look at her. She held her arms to her side and was levitating off of the ground by a foot. Electric currents flowed from her fingers and her eyes glowed with fury. She gritted her teeth and with a powerful cry she thrust her hand forward and from it shot bolts of gold lightning. Damion's shocked face morphed into something despondent as he watched the magic barrel towards him. Static filled the air around us as the lightning darted through the ether like hundreds of striking snakes. Damion took the lightning bolt straight in the chest and at the impact, a bone-shattering crack sounded through t

I roared and snarled, reaching behind the top of my spine and sinking my nails into my flesh. Long ago as a gift, my birth mother crafted a sword from my spine magically. It's a part of me that I can easily dig out from the top of my back, pulling out the magical Slayer Rhachis! The sword that pierces through any magically created realms or protection barriers and having my dark magic and demonic energy pulsating through the crafted destruction made it hard to wield, so it's barely used unless my enemy's magic becomes a challenge. I grunted feeling the blade slithering out of my back and Sylest turns around and snickers my way. After teleporting in front of her way and causing her to stop wa

“Your mother had the honor of being a part of bigger than herself, and like a coward, she ran from it. Are you going to run too, Lilac?” I released my magic and sent its dark tendrils racing throughout the battle, slithering along the ground and latching onto every corpse within range. A sharp tug pierced my gut, and the dead began to rise. Slade’s grin widened as his magic did the same, reviving the fallen and bending them to his will. While he had significantly less than I did, his were more refined—more human in their movements and mannerisms. Mine were nothing more than mindless husks, hell-bent on destruction and mayhem.

I keep doing that and get bored. "Sorcerer skills (jobs similar to mage) usually have shields, elemental magic, healing and time stops. Hmm, try them all!" I was so excited that not giving up on me and fainting a few times paid off. Maybe if I couldn't see through this status and healing magic, I would have given up already. "Barrier! Ohh you can use other magic like this. Fire ball!" I create a barrier and a fireball which I detonate in it. There was no sound of explosion let alone leaking of fire out.

Sidastir explained relatively loudly as he knew Magnus assumed it was Demonfire. "Dragonfire? No wonder no one has heard of it. It is obvious, however, that it's not Demonfire. Demonfire is black. You talked about another ability?" Lamag muttered. "Aouns demonstrates an extraordinary, magical ability. They feed on mana and temporarily copy the elements of the mage they have stolen the mana from. To put it differently, they can use the magic of others," Sidastir explained.

Spreading her hands while she spoke and splaying her fingers out, she drew them in a wide arc, and while doing so, blood-red silk-like curtains drooped from a branch, and as she turned herself in a circle, the silk linked each of the tree branches surrounding them. Skul added his own flair by pointing his right hand at certain places and clicking his fingers, and as he did, white fur appeared in large clumps, sitting neatly over the red silk. Once he was done, he smiled approvingly and nodded, “Come let us feast, then let the magic begin!” he announced, clapping his hands together.

I might as well ask some questions if I need to be awake to meet the Council soon. "It's kinda complicated. That water runs through my veins, like blood. So, it's actually magic. I figured the only way to kill a magic fire was with magic water. And it worked," he shrugs like it's not big thing. But it is! Its a huge thing!

For black and white magic there is a way) Tha an t-slyghe sin air a dhèanamh bho chothromachadh. (That is made from balans) Bidh eagal a ’dol à sealladh nuair a nochdas gaol. ( Fear disappears when love appears.) Slighe cothromachaidh (Path of balance) Maddies voice roared through the church and echoed from every corner. Maddie turned the staff three times and stamped it on the ground. A bolt of lightning shot across the floor, breaking the magic circle Silke had made so carefully with black magic.

We raised our hands high, channeling our magic into a single, concentrated beam of light aimed directly at the sorceress. "Now!" I shouted, releasing our combined magic. The beam shot forth, a brilliant arc of light that cut through the darkness like a beacon. The sorceress's eyes widened in shock as our magic struck her, and for a brief moment, the chaos around us seemed to pause. But just as victory seemed within reach, Baddy reared back, unleashing a torrent of dark energy in a desperate attempt to shield the sorceress. The collision of our magic and his darkness was catastrophic, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.

He looks like he will not accept anything besides victory. The girl quickly threw a powerful spell to me but I quickly made a gesture to absorb her magic. A circle magic spell appeared in front of me and it absorb everything she threw at me. She kept doing that from different angles but my spell does not have any blind spot but it can only absorb a limited amount of magic. When my spell reached its limitation, I quickly made a whip and hit the girl. She failed to dodge and it hit hurt so much that I almost felt sorry. She stood properly and tried to hit me with a powerful spell but I was quick enough to cast a shield that defended me from her magic. I wasn’t even trying too hard. She did not