Fairy Tail Mystogan 소설 & 이야기

As tired as I am mentally, I wait for the summons to absorb the core again with eagerness and patience. It is unfortunate that mystic ranked summons cannot assume human form. It was never possible to turn them into humanoids, so even if I implanted it into their cores, it wouldn't work. We're ready to find out what their status is! [Necromera- Mystic rank] Level 0 Race: Demon Element: Fire EXP: 0/80000 HP- ???? CON-???? ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40

A waiter informed her nicely and walked away. "Oh well, seems like I would have to return it myself," Mystique said as she picked up the file and walked out of the restaurant, heading towards the direction of her home. *** Two days later, Mystique found herself along with Bell standing in front of the Ps building, staring up at the huge building like they were staring at the tallest giant never seen in the world. The place was larger than they thought. "Nah, am off," Bell told her as she turned to leave but Mystique pulled her back.

Morgana, known for her impartiality and a knack for deciphering the motives behind supernatural machinations, decided to seek out the Silver Moon Pack, where Alpha Jake presided. Morgana, with an air of purpose, arrived at the Silver Moon Pack territory. The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the surroundings. The pack members, going about their nocturnal activities, looked up as Morgana approached. The air crackled with an undercurrent of tension, an unspoken acknowledgment that something significant was about to unfold.

I had to struggle to suppress a laugh. The Silver Myst was an urban legend, a pure silver wolf who showed up when things looked at their worst. He first appeared near four years ago, shortly after the war began, and has, supposedly, been seen numerous times since. It was always out of the corner of someone’s eye, or seen by a friend of a friend. Chris and the others were too old to believe in fairy tales.

The air itself seemed to boom with silence, every other thread suppressing, flattening, as something vast pushed its way in like a ship parting water. Morgan stood abruptly, chair skidding back. “Finally,” he muttered and then winced, because he didn’t mean it. He flicked his fingers and the glyphs rearranged, spanning between two points: outer-system perimeter and Ashbarrie. The line between them sparked bright. Of course he’s heading there, Morgan thought grimly. Where else would he go when the Circle is anchored there, stitched to a dragon and an idiot sentinel who refuses to stand back. His hand went to his comm. “Morgan to Mikan. We have a problem heading inbound.”

"Thank you, Young Master. Your servant is called Miaoyu." Ding Hao nodded and said no more. By now, Ding Hao had already understood the many tricks of their trade. Miaoyu Bordello, the force behind the Golden Boat of the Nine Heavens Mystic Fairies, was a horrible place with brutally savage methods to manage the girls. No one knew how the Bordello had managed to find so many stunning beauties and trained them. Each was as delicate as perfect porcelain, yet absolutely obedient.

Logan chuckled, grabbed Selene, and flew toward the northwest. Violet looked up and caught him disappearing. "Where is he going?" She followed. Logan saw her and greeted her, "Violet! Someone from the Mystique Realm has just arrived! Let's go check them out!" "Mystique Realm? Why, though? I didn't think they have any business to be here. They are here to fight you, aren't they?"

He cocks his head to the side as he studies my face intently, causing me to squirm in place under his gaze. Words move to the forefront of my mind, beating back the whispering voices that were growing too loud to ignore. The soothing sound of Jamari’s voice floods my system with calm, helping me take control of the magic that threatens to consume me. “I am Morgana Pendragom.” Magic swirls around me, sending my hair flying around my head. “There is nothing I can not do.” A scream leaves my lips as the last of my words fills the space between us. A burst of power shoots out from my body, blasting against the spell placed on the cell door.

I am fracturing right down the middle. I finally pull up to the wrought-iron gates of Centennial Park. It’s a sprawling, ancient reserve on the edge of the city, heavily layered with old magic. It’s neutral ground, a place where wolves, witches, and other creatures can walk without violating territory lines. It’s where Morgana and I always meet when the politics of our families become too much to bear.

I replied to Lincoln and he just nodded in agreement with what I was planning to do. I've been driving the car for about an hour before we reached Morgan's pack land which is now considered as a no man's land because there is not a single pack member left in Morgan's pack. Lincoln and I got out of the car and then looked around the area. The place is very serene, the corpses of Morgan, his wife, and his pack members are no longer here because Kayden has taken them all to Mystic River where their funeral will be held when the full moon arrives.