King Sorcerer Novels & Stories

Then the whole family would be burned by the Church of the God of Order, and the land would be taken by the king without an owner. There has been no shortage of such madmen throughout history, but they have all died a horrible death, implicating their families. Even after death, their souls had to be punished. The lord is a dragon vein sorcerer, so naturally he believes in the dragon god. Because the Stewart domain is wealthy, the temple was built with a high-end atmosphere and quality.

I keep doing that and get bored. "Sorcerer skills (jobs similar to mage) usually have shields, elemental magic, healing and time stops. Hmm, try them all!" I was so excited that not giving up on me and fainting a few times paid off. Maybe if I couldn't see through this status and healing magic, I would have given up already. "Barrier! Ohh you can use other magic like this. Fire ball!" I create a barrier and a fireball which I detonate in it. There was no sound of explosion let alone leaking of fire out.

"What trickery is this?" Ethan's voice resonated with an otherworldly authority. "No sorcerer, this is not trickery. This is the true power of the pack that you have underestimated for far too long." With a swift motion, Ethan lunged at the sorcerer, his claws slashing through the air. The sorcerer's dark magic faltered against Ethan's golden aura, unable to withstand the force of his attack. Luna could hardly believe her eyes as Ethan overpowered the sorcerer, his movements fluid and precise.

- You too! He waved his staff, dozens of spikes flew towards the people. Maetjer held out his open palms to meet them, the spikes crashing against the green-flaming air. The sorcerer roared furiously, a sparkling beam of energy erupted from his hand, slashed through the air like a bright whip, and struck Matzher in the chest. He stepped back slightly, caught the tip of the beam with his palm, and seemed to pull the sorcerer.

I scanned my surroundings and there he was, the dark lord, sitting in the Jacuzzi with both hands resting on the edge of the tub. “I can see you’re feeling better. Care to join me?”

The most powerful book of spell to exist ever, sending a death glare at Katastrofi for the mess he created. “I am Zuka Tademono, the prodigious scholar of history. Not a demon himself could stumble my mental flairs.” Sir Zuka declared, confronting him bravely which only evoked thrill in him. “Ultimate Revitalization.” Casting this spell, Sir Zuka broke the restrictions and all powers which bound him to Katastrofi except for the life source or else without it, he couldn’t survive. By casting this spell, Sir Zuka was in full control of his body and mind.

Lucas continued to scream as he was dragged away. "I want to see the High Sorcerer! I've been framed! The High Sorcerer can prove it!" The High Sorcerer was the descendant of a witch who always wore a kindly smile but was venomous at his core. He was also Lucas' strategist and one of the accomplices who had nearly gotten the Kingdom wiped out back then. In the crowd, the High Sorcerer quietly retreated, trying to slip away unnoticed. "Leaving already?"

said Maolin turning her head towards Xiao Ling. “I can't stop attacking you before you die! That's the spell that hit me. So, try to think hard about running away from here!” Slightly away from the battlefield, Zhu Qiu was sitting on an invisible throne he had created from his Yokomoya power. He crossed one leg while leaning quite casually on the invisible throne. Right to the left of his body, was an hourglass which he had just turned upside down, while his right hand was fiddling with a dull white pointy bone.

"I am so tired of you all treating me like a doll! I won't break if I get a few scratches!" At my shout, three men's mouths hit the ground. "My god, Mara. You almost bleed out before we could get you to the Sorcerer to heal you. And you still want to go after him? That's suicide and you know it! Sólas is a Draygon, Mara, one of the most powerful ones! Do you really want him to succeed in whatever he was trying to do to you!?" Erik spewed angrily. I know what he did to you, Mara. Tohr said to me, his molten golden eyes boring into me.

"I am a perfect hybrid myself. That's another reason I'm happy you're my mate. I'm an Alpha wolf too." "Alpha?” she asked in shock. “Yeah. But I’m a lone Alpha.” “You’re a werewolf and wizard," she muttered. "I'm not a wizard. I'm a sorcerer." "Sorcerer?" "I do hold the title of a wizard but I'm a sorcerer in truth. Wizards become warlocks after years of practising. Not all become one in their lifetime. But I’m a sorcerer, a rank higher than both and sorcerers isn’t something a wizard achieves. They are born. A warlock has to bow before a low-ranked sorcerer even.”