Novel & Cerita Enchantment

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She had purposely sent Lemuel away so she could look into her memory. She closed her eyes as she held April's hand and started chanting inaudible words. It was a spell witches use to track down one's memory,she would connect herself into April's memory only then she would be able to see her memory lane both the things she had done in her past life.

"Bro, don't worry it will not happen. I'll do whatever I can to cancel the engagement." He opened his eyes and waved his hand in front of me. He is indeed in love with her. I wonder why. That woman is a spoiled , immature and childish brat. But I can't question him for liking her for it's his preference. We have our taste in everything. One thing is for sure, Nathalie is not my type.

Maxwell took a deep breath to calm himself and said slowly, “It’s rumored that the Scroll of Enchantment contains many cultivation secrets. “It can help martial realm experts break through the final shackles and step into the realm of immortal cultivation! “The Scroll of Enchantment is a treasure that can be said to make the whole world go crazy!” There was one more thing that Maxwell did not say: this was exactly the treasure he needed the most.

“You look like hell.” “I don’t understand how he’s still alive, Anders,” I mutter, sinking into the seat across from him. “No matter what I do, he’s not breaking. No answers. No fear. It’s like nothing touches him.” “Sounds like the same spell Aubrey used,” Anders says, face grim at the mention of his daughter. “A protection enchantment. Possibly a dark variant of a Dullum Hex. It deadens the body’s sensory response—no agony, no fear and rapidly rebuilds broken cells. That’s the only way I can see anyone surviving your… methods.”

Cassian quickly explained, "Dr. Watkins, for cases such as Ms. Landon's, there are still solutions available." Eric's frown deepened as he asked, "It sounds like you have an idea." "I do," Cassian said with a nod. "What is it?" "We can use a Madiora enchantment." "Don't be ridiculous!" Eric snapped with a scowl. "In this day and age, I can't believe that someone would still bring up such mumbo jumbo. Are you trying to get yourself kicked out of the hospital?" "Let me explain, Dr. Watkins. Madiora enchantments aren't mumbo jumbo. It's a profound field of mystic arts that can truly help remove Ms. Landon's scar for her—"

It was not like perfume, but a seductive scent from her body. Nolan's face suddenly turned red. He could even see every single hair on her face, her seductive eyes, and her moist lips pressed tightly together, making her look extremely adorable. At this moment, the emotions between them seemed to become more intense and obvious than ever. Hellen, with her eyes sparkling with surprise, felt her heart beat faster. The seductive scent of Nolan's body penetrated her senses, creating a warm and strange feeling. She could feel the closeness and tension in the air.

She carried a bundle of scrolls, dust thick on the vellum, her hands shaking. “Stop,” she snapped, louder than either of them. “He is still Daryl. And if we want him to remain that way, we need this.” By torchlight, Maera unfurled the brittle parchment across the altar. The ink was faded, but the drawings were clear enough — a great circle, glyphs carved in a spiral, two figures standing within. “It’s a severance rite,” she explained, her voice thin with exhaustion. “An old one. Not meant to destroy the vault, but to break its tether to chosen vessels.” She looked meaningfully at Daryl. “It’s the only way.”

"We can't get too close to the problem or we'll lose our powers." "Something about this magic doesn't effect the enchantling's powers the same way it effects the council... It's almost like it was directed to take away our powers," Hestia explains. "I'll do it. Give me a day or two to prepare, and I will go out and investigate the magic that is killing the creatures," I state. I need a couple days to meditate and gather my magic, just in case I need it. I know it took a toll on Calliope. But she sort of just jumped into it without knowing what was going on before hand.

Just then she realized her shield cracked, and the high priestess appeared she was waiting for it to happen, her most powerful spell strikes—the enigma. The enigma spell was like running water that sought the lower grounds. It had a clear aura with it that no one could see. Its effect was very powerful that it could not be blocked or reversed once unleashed by the attacker. However, to the one who wanted to use this spell should neither move nor speak before it was cast. Or else, it would come back to the one who cast it and attack her instead—like a boomerang. The witch priestess did not know what hit her. Her eyes just widened more in surprise and her body melted like wax before it was abs