Light Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

But the noise soon died out as the most incredible thing happened before our eyes. While Arden and Morina sealed their Bond as Mates, a foggy blur of light appeared around them, encircling them together. It looked to be a pale combination of pinks and purples that danced around the happy couple, growing brighter as the light reached their heads. A loud collective gasp left the crowd as the lights flashed once, bursting out into the sky before fading away completely as Arden and Morina pulled apart. It was then that we could all see the delicate swirls and loops of solid black that replaced the wounds on their necks.

I predicted she might’ve experience in fighting in the dark but— this isn’t experience, she was used to it…! It’s about time now… I silently dash to where she is, evading the continuous spears. “Lights on maximum output!” The nightlight function on my clothes lights up immediately— with white light, although the intensity was not strong enough to blind you, it’s able to blind for maybe a minute when the iris just adjusted itself to the dark. However, both of us thought of the same move— Kuroyuki’s clothes shine with a blinding light. ‘It’s okay,’ I thought. It’s all within my predictions.

Two shots of black light beamed out in anticipation of a sure victory. The black light was known as Black Heart Soul Light. Its main function was to control another's mind and soul. Yvonne thought that Chase would be in a confused state after he was hit by her black flames and the Bewitching Phoenix Note. However, things did not go her way. Chase's vital energy was stuck for only a short time. That was the only obstacle he faced. The Dark and Light Emerald Lotus was highly efficient. During the short time of being stuck, the vital energy produced was compressed into a higher density. It was lighting vital energy that could subdue spiritual bodies.

"Your choices will shape not only your own future but the future of the Silverwood." Curiosity surged within me as I met the figure's gaze. "What kind of choice?" I asked, my voice steady but tinged with anticipation. The figure extended their hand, revealing a pair of shimmering amulets, each adorned with a different symbol. "The Amulets of Light and Darkness," they explained. "You shall be faced with a decision: to embrace the light and protect the Silverwood, or to succumb to the darkness and unlock its untapped power."

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

“You have to remember, my little moonbeam. Remember who you are. Remember what we taught you.” The tape ended abruptly, leaving them in stunned silence. “What does she mean?” Blackwood asked, his gaze fixed on her. Lysandra shook her head, her mind racing. “I don’t know,” she whispered. “But I think it’s time I found out.” As the clock struck midnight, a sudden knock echoed through the apartment. Blackwood reached for his gun, motioning for Lysandra to stay back. The knock came again, louder this time. He opened the door cautiously, revealing a man with hollow eyes and trembling hands. He held out a small package wrapped in brown paper.

Calvin's grip on my hand vanished instantly. I did not even want to spare them a second glance, so I turned and walked away. I could feel the sting of Rebecca's glare on my back. Soon enough, their laughter was a mere echo behind me. … The next morning, I grabbed my bags, ready to hit the road. However, the moment I stepped outside, the world went pitch black, and I was out cold. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.

It glowed a strange azure blue, like Xylia’s eyes. “What is it?” Ehlark asked, not wanting to give Xylia anything that might harm her. “It is pure light magic. It will give her something to charge the light magic within herself. It won’t take away the darkness. It will recharge the light, though.” Aarmeris told him. “I don’t think that is going to change a thing for her,” Ehlark told him, but put it in his pack. “I think she has to see that she is loved and wanted.”

Oragon raised a barrier just in time to block a burst of dark magic that shattered against it like glass. Gabriel stayed with Fenrir, but his gaze flicked constantly toward me. “Selene, don’t—” Too late. One of them broke through. A figure in black leapt from the trees, blade aimed straight at my chest. I didn’t think. I lifted my hand. The world slowed. White light flared—not blinding, not explosive, but precise. It struck the attacker mid-air, slamming them backward into a tree with bone-shaking force. They didn’t get up.

The pillows are amazing too, heavenly, even. With a heavy sigh, I push the comforter off my tired body and swing my feet off the bed slowly. Not far from the bed is a light switch, so I take a few steady steps toward it and flick it on. The the light is so bright, I'm blinded for a couple moments, but when I can actually bare the light, I notice a door a few feet away. I hurry over to it with my hand supporting the small baby bump I have and jiggle the knob desperately. Locked, of course.