Evil Mage の小説・ストーリー

Helena’s P.O.V. The dark magic usually practiced by the witches was powerful enough to scar innocent people’s souls; however, it was a whole new dimension when a demigod used it for his evil intentions. If he was an ordinary wizard, my Sussurro clan’s aura would have defeated him in seconds. But Elmer was betting his immortal root on this face off. The crack in my aura’s doom was widening, creating a hole for Elmer to barge into my safe place. I panicked, racing my mind in every possible direction to search for a solution.

Just then, Aisha's voice echoed from the sky, "I had thought to spare you, but it seems unnecessary now. Prepare to face the descent of the great evil god, Bahamut!" Evil god Bahamut? Wilbur's eyes widened in shock. The ground beneath him began to tremble violently, soon splitting open to reveal a massive chasm. From this abyss, a gigantic black serpent emerged. The serpent hissed, flicking its tongue, and its blood-red eyes made Wilbur's heart skip a beat. By now, the sun had set, and the moon hung in the sky, casting its silver light. The enormous figure of the evil god Bahamut loomed over Wilbur, its shadow engulfing him completely. Bahamut's crimson eyes locked onto Wilbur like a predato

The door to the room opens, and a muscular, handsome man comes in. I snort. Even at the castle, I am surrounded by attractive men, but none ever looked at me with desire! And so I glare at him. I know this man. Caius Liddicoat, a vampire prince of a rival Kingdom. Is he the reason I smell blood? “Miss Serra, I know you’ve always been an amazing woman, but I will advise you against using magic when you are still half alive.”

Chapter 1: The Binding Contract The towering spires of Emberforge Citadel pierced the stormy sky like obsidian blades as Elyndor Starveil stepped through the massive enchanted gates, his travel cloak heavy with rain and his heart pounding with a potent mix of defiance, ambition, and nervous anticipation. At twenty-four, the young mage had earned his place as one of the most promising apprentices in the realm through sheer talent and relentless determination. Yet being personally assigned to Lord Sylas Emberforge, the most feared and respected sorcerer lord in the kingdom felt less like an honor and more like stepping willingly into a dragon’s lair. The air inside the citadel hummed with raw,

Kema's team was already there. The scene was one of ruthless coordination. A female mage with a scar across her right eye stood at the forefront, her hands glowing green as thick vines snaked up from the earth to entangle a snarling werewolf—from its yellow eyes and bloodstained fur, it was likely the same werewolf that had fled at the sound of Kema's voice. The beast thrashed wildly, its claws swiping at the air, but the vines held firm. The mage's face was taut with concentration, sweat dripping from her brow as her glowing hands trembled. Another mage moved swiftly, his fists encased in icy blades. With controlled movements, he struck at the rogue, forcing it to stagger back and weakening

Christine said after giving a mage salute, "This is Yibel's villa. She held a banquet today to celebrate her promotion to second-level mage, but she secretly set up an evil altar in her bedroom, tricked several people into making sacrifices, and then turned them into demons. After that, she tried to attack me and Master Nazan, but we killed her in battle. Master Valessi looked at Master Nazan who was lying on the ground, his robes covered in dirt but his eyes empty. She felt in her heart that he probably had nothing to do with the battle. Master Nazan was covered in blood, and although it had been removed with magic spells, it was impossible for Christine to help him. It was already consider

Otherwise the Elementals wouldn’t be this gracious to them. “So who is this person?” Elder Miriam asked, her eyes flashing with hatred. “It’s a boy. His name is Mane,” Magma spoke this time. It seemed that whenever Elder Miriam spoke, Magma was reluctant to let Waska or Rasa address her in his stead. He smiled slightly and rolled the paper into a ball. “And we know where he’s headed.” “Rasa and I shall depart at once,” Waska bellowed. “There is no need for that,” Magma waved his hand and said. “The culprit is only at the Pseudo Nightmare Realm. Send a few Peak Pseudo Nightmare Teams and just to be safe, let the Night Patrol go too.”

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

A portal made of shadows and lightning opened up above us. "Get ready," Erik shouted as he, Silas, and Damon stood on the front lines. I drew one of my swords, taking a fighting stance. I felt the burning of hot magic behind me. The combination of Imelda and Balthazar's charm was enough to take my breath away. It was no wonder why they weren't allowed to have a child of their own. It would be able to destroy a realm with a snap of its finger—a deity of absolute chaos and destruction.

"I actually don't want to fight with you, Rellis, but for Eve, I think I won't mind trying. I want to teach this bloodsucker friend of yours a lesson." "Oh, please!" Landon let out a bark of evil laughter. "What did you say? You want to teach me a lesson? How could you do that, huh, you mongrel? You almost died in the hands of Vienna and now you want to feed me with your goddamn arrogance? Well, then, let's see!" I heard a long howl and I was surprised. At our back, wolves started showing up! They mus