Legend Of The Arch Magus Book 13 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It seemed to radiate a faint magical aura. Curiosity getting the better of them, Alex picked up the book. Its cover was adorned with intricate runes and symbols, and the title read, "The Chronicles of Destiny: A Hero's Journey." The pages within were filled with tales of chosen heroes who had risen to face great challenges. As they read through the stories, a sense of connection and purpose washed over Alex. It was as if these heroes from different realms were speaking directly to them, urging them to embrace their own destiny. With the book in hand, Alex sought the wisdom of the town's sage, Mrs. Evelyn, known for her knowledge of the mystical and arcane. She lived in a cozy cottage on the

el that she had brought with her, one that she had kept concealed, even from Dickson and Theo. She opened it and took out a book with care.It was small, but it was old, its binding bound in black, supple leather, its pages weathered to a golden brown. The cover was adorned with curling, delicate symbols so slender they were nearly invisible until the light hit them just right. It gave off a faint, earthy scent, like old paper and desiccated spices."What is that?" Alex Henry said, her eyes flying wider as she caught the arcane power emanating from the book."This," Sama Arthur replied, holding the book in his arms, "is a spellbook. It used to belong to my mother. It's been passed down through

"But they’re being harvested. The Legion isn't attacking their bodies; they're attacking their connections to the world. They’re turning the wolves into anchors for the void." Suddenly, the ground at the center of the valley heaved. It didn't burst open; it folded back like skin. From the fissure rose a figure that made the High Magister look like a mere apprentice. It was a skeletal giant, its "skin" a patchwork of ancient, yellowed scrolls and human vellum, held together by needles of obsidian. This was the **Archivist of Bone**, a creature from the era before the first Great Pack was ever formed. In its hand, it carried a staff topped with a skull that pulsed with a rhythmic, sickly green

They were startled for a moment after hearing me out. “Thirteenth celestial zodiac? Ophiuchus?” they almost said in chorus as if they can’t believe what they have heard from me. I slowly nodded my head at them. “Yes. You heard it right. Cerina and the chosen user of Ophiuchus just fought earlier. Archmaster was hiding her in the underground basement of Dome Magia for almost ten years and just regained her consciousness last week. We are not only twelve. We are thirteen in total but the thirteenth one feel into deep slumber after Ophiuchus chose her,” Raid explained to them but I know it was not enough for them to vanish the questions forming in their head right now.

She’s always merciful to anyone, even she knows to herself that she shouldn’t. Queen Argen peek to the other area from left to right. She’d sighed impatiently when she’s almost an hour looking for the book that she surely forgot what absolutely look. Thirteen years ago when she have the last hold to it, but unable to sneak it in fear getting caught by someone. She took three steps forward to try reaching for the book that solely stands itself to the edge part of the wooden tray. She quickly grabbed and flipped the pages. There are the images of how to curse a demon. She ripped the page and read it carefully while trying to percept of what the description make a procedure. She folded the pape

Hopefully this time she would win and send his ass back to hell. A paper-thin book appeared out of nowhere landing softly on his desk. Megan had caught a glance at it as it floated above the desk. She wanted a brief second before she runs over toward it. She hoped that she was going to be able to find Thomas alive because they have a lot of life left to live. On the last page was a handwritten spell that Megan had never even heard of, but she was game to try anything once. “Sage, I have to try this spell, and maybe I can find him. But I will need your help with a few things.”

She was reading a thick leather-bound volume on ancient legends—her fingers tracing the golden ink of the mythical creatures etched on the page—when a shadow passed behind her. She turned and almost dropped the book. Alaric stood near the tall windows, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the snowy garden beyond. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” Seraphine said, quickly standing. “I didn’t know you were here.” He looked over his shoulder. “It is your home now as well. You do not need to flee when I enter.” Still, she held the book to her chest like a shield. Alaric’s gaze dropped to the spine. “The Chronicles of the Thirteenth Moon. That’s not light reading.”

After resting a little bit inside the library, recuperating mana and trying to not get all emotional from those memories, I used the Evil Eyes combined with the Read and Mental affinities on all the books inside the library and the information I got from the Pandora system This combination made it easy to read and memorize the information and knowledge delivered through the pages and the chapters, it was so easy and surprising how astronomical my perception and concentration was… I am proud to call this new ability of mine that can see through everything even the memories of the mana: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance]! The first magic I could use by combining two affinities and using the evil eyes

" he asked and continued asking more questions such as where can he find the books that contains information about the academy of magic and the like. Lark didn't answer right away. He looked at Earth who was trying to locate him curiously and asked him some more questions. "How come you are here? Was there another door to this room? How long have you been here? And what is the meaning of the sigil on my arms?" he asked. "I don't know the answers to all those questions yet. It seems like I lost some part of my memory. But I can tell you that you are in the right place. This house is one of the oldest in this academy.

Pausing for a moment, I added, “I apologise for my mistake. I didn’t know the library was off-limits.” “Actually, it isn’t exactly off limits….” She waved her hand and a pile of books flew out of the shelves and arranged themselves in neat stacks. Valence’s lips quivered as she muttered a spell in some language I couldn’t recognize. Moments later, the books vanished from my sight. “You can go ahead and read the others.” I bowed from my waist, “Thank you, Grand Magus.” “Why are you back? Is there a problem?”