Gangplank Arcane Novels & Stories

The Echoing Pulse: A spell that releases a silent wave of energy, knocking back anyone within a five-foot radius and giving the caster a moment to breathe. Edan leaned back, crossing his arms with a satisfied look. "As you can see, that volume is dedicated solely to the art of defense. Books like that are a massive hassle to track down. Most grimoires try to cover everything at once, but a book that focuses on mastering a single discipline? That’s a rare find."

GAHAHAHA! ‘’That’s so smart master!’’ ‘’of course. I can’t be a tribe leader if I’m not smart’’ What’s glorifying and cheering in enthusiastic voice behind him are the mantis tribe and wasp soldiers from the hybrid tribe. ---- ‘’Are you sure about this Niru? What are these arcs for?’’ ‘’These arcs… Pallor Mortis, the upper arc, Arku Aspatia, the arc below Miragin, and the third arc located at the shoulder of this mountain, The hand of sundial. These arcs are actually portals.’’

Looking at the heavenly general's dead body on the ground, Philip did not know what to say. After hearing the heavenly general’s words, Conlay's face changed drastically. “The Arcane Ocean?! I’ve heard about that place from my teacher. It’s rumored to be the cemetery of the mighty beings! “According to legend, it’s good enough if one out of ten mighty beings can walk out alive once they enter.” Philip frowned. No wonder the heavenly general said he could not guarantee that Philip could walk out alive.

Jason taunted Andrew as he launched a flying kick. Any peak senior grandmaster worth their salt had signature techniques they relied on—Gordon had his deadly Plaguebringer's Palm, while Jason was known for his vicious Unstoppable Chain Kicks. Unfortunately for Jason, he was facing Andrew. The latter simply said indifferently, "What a pathetic trick!" With that, Andrew's right hand shot forward, cutting through Jason's flurry of kicks. In one swift move, he grabbed Jason's ankle and twisted it violently.

Arcane symbols began to glow under Gabriel's feet—an ancient seal, pulsating red. The enchanted arrows came first. Each carried a containment rune. They tore through the air like comets, embedding themselves in the stones around and creating a web of light. Gabriel dodged some, broke others with his claws, but one hit his shoulder and another, his leg. The pain burned to the bone. He roared, trying to break free, but the circle closed in tighter as the sorcerers continued to attack him with the intent to kill. Two voices began to chant in a forgotten language. Currents of dark energy surged from the ground, alive, slithering through the air until they wrapped around him. They struck with for

She slammed her staff into the solid stone floor, screaming through gritted teeth as she forced the kinetic pressure back, carving out a ten-foot bubble of survivable gravity around us. "I can't... I can't hold this long, Jace!" Elara cried out, her arms trembling violently as the polished iron of her staff began to literally bow under the invisible weight. "You don't have to hold it long," Cord said, his voice dropping into a terrifying, primal register. The old master stepped out of the gravity bubble. I watched, horrified, as Cord walked directly into the crushing zone. The sheer pressure instantly tore the heavy leather apron from his shoulders, flattening it against the floor like a cru

I growled. I didn’t need to look to know that I was glowing faintly, and my eyes had gone white. I could feel Selene closer to the surface, lending me her strength for the battle. “You will not ruin everything again.” Gavrael snarled and lunged for me. I tried to use my powers on him as I did to his beasts but he was more immune to my light. He grabbed my arm and spun me around so my back was pressed against his chest and his hand was wrapped around my throat.

Lancaster, observing the chaotic scene, drew upon his extensive knowledge of the dark arts. His weathered hands moved gracefully, tracing intricate symbols in the air. Shadows swirled around him, responding to his commands. With a mighty incantation, he summoned bolts of dark energy, which crackled and arced towards the griffin. The creature, momentarily distracted by Mr. Lancaster's assault, faltered. Seizing the opportunity, Marcus and Derek redoubled their efforts. Marcus pounced, sinking his fangs into the griffin's throat, while Derek tore at its wings, rendering them tattered and useless.

We see the wound, slight as it may be, and it ignites a spark of hope. "It's working!" Amara cries. "We need to keep pushing!" Daniel, David, and I enlist our elemental powers, channeling them through the Triskelion Stone. The thing begins to vibrate as our spells combine with theirs in a torrent of fire, water, earth, and raw arcane energy. We toss the accumulated force at the giant, right at the crack we had managed to create. The creature bellows in pain as its body shakes and pieces of its rocky flesh crumble away. But it is not over.

Archer I called for an emergency meeting and all the elders of the pack were to be present there including the gamma of the pack I invited to train with us!! Gamma Jake was exceptionally good and my pack warriors all spoke highly of his expertise and skills, I'm glad asked for his services!! Walking outside the pack house I noticed some warriors training and the pups all attentively were also watching the fights and many cheered for their family or friends!! They were faster than ever and even looked physically stronger than the last time, indeed Jake was doing a great job and I needed to reward him soon.