Drunk Wizard Novels & Stories

I heard Drake ask. “Yah, but she lost control of all her powers. Has that ever happened to you?” Drake was a wolf with magic like me, but he only has Fire and earth power’s. I opened my eyes and tried to sit up, but my head was spinning, and the ground was too comfortable to move. “Um she’s clearly drunk,” Ezra stated the obvious. Drake shook his head, “I’ve been drunk many times and I’ve never lost control. I don’t think the alcohol caused it.”

he narrated. "Why were they able to kill them? Wizards are powerful, Manhaks are strong and good fighters, and the immortal, I'm sure they have supernatural abilities too like myself," I raised a question that has been troubling me. "They tricked us," Hunter replied. "How?" I asked further. "Wizards have weaknesses. We can't use our magical abilities when we are intoxicated," he sighed. "We thought that night would be fun as it was Coel's birthday and Thud reconciled with him and offered expensive wine as a peace offering."

He could surmise that each of them was waiting for how he embarrassed himself to the crowd. No, the truth was, he already knew why they looked at him like that. Because the glowing energy surrounding him was of white color. It also means that he doesn't have mana. The most magician with mana was enveloped by green glow at level 1-10. Which then evolve into blue at level 11-20, purple at level 21-30, red at level 31-40 and gold at level 41-50 as the magician's level and the rank were to raise. As they level, their mana increases as well. But of course, every level gives a random number of attributes. It depends on their activities before they level up.

I woke up in a blood thirsty rage. I looked for Kris. He was now behind with Lenah in the corner, but when he sensed me waking up, he was already trotting down the hall. I roared before going beast. The room we were trying to enter was the weaponry vault and it seemed like they knew we were here now. "FUCKERS!" I yelled as I took the heads off each guard that was in the room. "What do want!" Yelled a wizard that was in charge. I sped up to him and grabbed him by his throat before he could release the magic that was sparkling at his fingertips. Lifting his short frame to my view, I sunk my teeth into his neck and drained his body of all his blood, leaving him a shriveled corpse.

It was as if his awareness transcended the confines of his dark cell, penetrating the deepest secrets of the realm. A sense of unease washed over me as I tried to comprehend the man's intentions, and the torch in my hand quivered slightly, as if echoing the uncertainty unfolding in the dark dungeon. The flickering torchlight played tricks on my vision, revealing only glimpses of the wizard's form – a silhouette cloaked in the shadows. His eyes, however, burned with an eerie luminosity, fixated on me as if they could pierce through the veil of darkness itself. "You grace my humble abode with your presence, Queen Daliah," the wizard continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What brings the

"Schattendieb Wächter, to yours!" said the Erdlinge rubrus, too surprised to ask any questions at the moment. It was when the silence that followed had already been there, a dwarf reigned, strangely, well that he did not expect. Wherever this wizard went, it would be very far away. Even though they were both uncomfortable in that he added. "I'm about to run out of tea, but I've made more, so please come and drink it with me, tell me about yourself." He said, a little clumsy, perhaps, but the intention was good.

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.

CHAPTER XIV Porcius shook his head and then glared at Drust. “Blood for life? You are a madman who needs to get out of the caves and trees more.” August looked at Porcius, bleary headed over the words spoken by the wizard, then back to the druid. “It is crazy talk, Drust.”

for stepping on her shadow, he did sat as commanded, but was frightened, he won't look at her in the face, and that they were there without any company was more Scary to the drunk than been short of wine, the only thing he had thought was more frightening before now, the princess looked at him and ordered" look here, look at me in the face" since it was an order, he did as the princess had ordered, he looked straight into the eyes of the princess, " what do you know about the wizard where about? " man answered at once, it will be a great crime to make her repeat herself, " He is a, wizard of the first order, he had lived for thousands of years, wandering around kingdoms, he has seen many ki

He struggled to resist the stop, his vitality draining away, darkness obscuring every corner of his vision. HeVox was a nightmare. This time he was standing in front of a large, black altar. Strange characters appeared everywhere. Above your head, a horned wizard floats in a large glowing disc, defying gravity with his magical powers. When Ragnar saw him floating. A beam of light passed through the wizard's clawed hand, but he made no threatening gesture. Ragnar raised his weapon but did not attack because he wanted to see what would happen. "What can my master give for your soul?" asked the wizard in a voice mixed with magic. 'What do you want? Think and it will be yours.''