God Slayer Magic Novels & Stories

Selene's voice echoed around us, it was filled with such rage that it caused both Damion and me to look at her. She held her arms to her side and was levitating off of the ground by a foot. Electric currents flowed from her fingers and her eyes glowed with fury. She gritted her teeth and with a powerful cry she thrust her hand forward and from it shot bolts of gold lightning. Damion's shocked face morphed into something despondent as he watched the magic barrel towards him. Static filled the air around us as the lightning darted through the ether like hundreds of striking snakes. Damion took the lightning bolt straight in the chest and at the impact, a bone-shattering crack sounded through t

I roared and snarled, reaching behind the top of my spine and sinking my nails into my flesh. Long ago as a gift, my birth mother crafted a sword from my spine magically. It's a part of me that I can easily dig out from the top of my back, pulling out the magical Slayer Rhachis! The sword that pierces through any magically created realms or protection barriers and having my dark magic and demonic energy pulsating through the crafted destruction made it hard to wield, so it's barely used unless my enemy's magic becomes a challenge. I grunted feeling the blade slithering out of my back and Sylest turns around and snickers my way. After teleporting in front of her way and causing her to stop wa

Do not touch it, Cassian said, his voice sharp. I am not going to touch it, I said. I am going to destroy it. The Kingslayer was in my hand—I did not remember drawing it. The symbols blazed along the blade, brighter than I had ever seen them, and I raised it high. Soren stepped forward, his hand outstretched. Wait. If you destroy it, the magic will release. It will seek a new vessel. Someone nearby. One of us. I lowered the blade. The light dimmed, but did not fade.

“Afsláttur, stjórnandi skugganna, leyfa þeim sem þráir að sjá að sjá. Birta þig, steinn Utah, og réttlæta okkar leit.” A surge of energy coursed through Magnus, and the symbols in the earth began to glow with an ethereal light. It was a struggle of wills, a battle between the ancient protections surrounding the stone and Magnus’s unyielding determination. As the incantation reached its crescendo, a blinding flash of light erupted from the ground, illuminating the entire area. Magnus shielded his eyes, momentarily blinded by the intensity of the magic. When the light finally dimmed, he cautiously lowered his hand.

Aria witnessed a figure falling on the ground which stilled her but Slade's burning eyes hardened by watching a warlock…. Blood was dripping from the wound he had given him. His sword had penetrated deeper inside his chest. If it would have been a normal sword, it would not be able to do anything to harm him but that sword of his was laced with a special and powerful kind of spell for ending and protection against any kind of diabolic and mystical powers.

Still, the firepower of my rifle alone wasn't able to deal with the buffed succubus, I use my the Head Hunter once again and turn it into Cherry petals that cut everything in front of me, but as the petals reached the Elder Eye of Beholder, it was reflected by a magic Barrier. [That Barrier is a Level 4 Spell [Sheild of Force]..just like it's given name a Physical attack won't get past it..no matter how hard you hit…use Magic Attack Spell on it..it will get through..]. (T.A.S) "SHIT!....ANYONE WITH MAGIC ATTACK SPELL COME HERE!!..".

Shiela replied. We just nodded. After I ate I went upstairs to take a bath. "You just deserve to be punished!" Luna shouted again and the mages trembled even more. Their power seemed to have no effect on Luna who was just standing in the middle. Luna took out her right hand and spoke. Immediately a white power came out of his hand which frightened the mages and the leaders frowned. "God slayer secret art." Hespera's eyes widened and she ran between her and Luna.

I know we’ve never used our Celestial water, but I think this is the perfect time to try it out. Celestial magic is something different from the magic that spell casters, elves, and Fae have. It’s not something that needs emotion, intent, or affinity to use; it’s at your disposal whenever you need it. So, pushing out my magic, a long lasso of water worked its way around James, negating the fire and extinguishing it. Scàthach screams in annoyance and turns her attention back to me. This was it, it was either going to be me or her, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be me.

Or at least he’d be there to help her clean up her own blood. Slate must’ve finished his directions to the massive man who must’ve also been a dragon shifter at one time, before the Heart of Magic had been stolen from them. The rest of the crowd backed up, and Gator took a defensive stance. Since she hadn’t been listening to Slate when he was talking to the other dragon, she didn’t know for sure what was about to happen, until she utilized her mind’s eye and realized she was meant to attack this gigantic warrior.

"Coated in ionized silver dust. Explosive yield: small. Armor penetration: zero. Anti-magic properties: absolute." "Burn them," Jack said. Catherine squeezed the trigger. The swarm didn't attack the gargoyles' thick skin. It flew into them. The drones targeted the eyes, the mouths, the open gills along their necks. BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM. The sky lit up with hundreds of tiny, brilliant silver flashes. It wasn't a fiery explosion; it was a mist. A glittering, deadly fog of silver. For a werewolf or a magical creature, silver wasn't just poisonous; it was anathema. It disrupted the magical binding that held their unnatural physiology together.