Lightning Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

I didn’t wait for orders. Lightning exploded from my fingertips, crackling across the soaked ground like a living serpent. The blast hit the first wave of orcs head-on, blowing them apart in a concussive burst. Thunder roared in the heavens as my magic raged, my cloak flaring from the wind pressure of my spell.

BLAST! The magic light-filled Lycus Lewis's study and the black magic circle were successfully annihilated with a hissing sound. Lycus Lewis opened the magic shield that bordered the floor where his study was located from the outside world with his remaining strength. He looked at his body. His whole body was purplish black. Demon poison had entered his body. Lycus had drained his magical energy away, and he couldn't hold his consciousness any longer. Lycus' body occured on the floor with a limp. His life was in danger. When that purplish-black poison destroyed his heart, his life would be over. Lycus Lewis was in critical condition without even a sorcerer aware of this precarious situation.

Far down the pass, an explosion ripped through the snow, and the air filled with the scent of scorched flesh. From the smoke, more figures emerged — but these weren’t Bloodforged. They were guild fighters. Harlow was at the front, sabers gleaming. “Step away from him!” Varrow’s smirk didn’t falter. “Ah. The cavalry.” In the chaos that followed, Killian caught a flash of Daryl’s hand — slipping something small and dark into Varrow’s pocket before stepping back. A seed of magic. Timed magic. Killian realised it just as Varrow’s cloak flared, blocking his sight — and when it dropped again, both Varrow and Daryl were gone.

But the girl never found the item. She had been looking for a flashlight from her summer school camp last year, but it hadn't been found. Charisa opened her cell phone, there were his two calls. She took a quick breath, she had already wasted his half an hour, and surely the man would be angry at her again. Charisa finally got out of her room without continuing to look for the flashlight.

Soon afterward, Eden Joy’s staff members ran out in different exits in succession. The Lightning Charmboard released wisps of lightning energy and silver-white lightning could be seen appearing around the charmboard constantly. The Lightning Charmboard operated by Adalon personally was much more powerful as compared to that of Hawk and Hell Doyen. Kayson channeled his energy to his palm and flicked his fingers to shoot the energy at Oganesson Magic Circle’s marker and destroyed a pattern on the magic circle.

Esco, Aeolous and Aiden is battling against each other, far from us. I created hundreds of light swords and hit the other mages with it. I created thousands of balls of light but I generated it from their backs, it was on their blind spot. Each of my ball of lights hit them. Some was already on their knees and some was still barely holding on. I made another spell that’s more powerful than the first one that I did. I created a spell on the ground, covering the whole battle athe rea and the lights coming from ground is draining their magic.

Ding Ling's roar shook the void. He performed a forbidden magical power. In an instant, his whole body even turned into thunder and lightning. Blue lightning plasma spurted out of his eyes, mouth, and nose, which looked extremely terrifying. The masters of the Feather Clan and the Ceroman Clan around him were instantly burnt into ashes and scattered in the void. "The immortal medicine catalyst is mine." Ding Ling's voice was devoid of human emotion as if thunder and lightning were roaring. With a wave of his hand, blue lightning plasma shot out like dragons and blasted two masters of the Ceroman Clan, who had rushed over, into ashes.

It was as if the air itself was encouraging her, urging her to go further. Thunder and lightning were next. Marissa closed her eyes, focusing on the energy in the atmosphere. She could feel the static electricity crackling around her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a bolt of lightning, watching it dance through the sky before crashing down with a deafening roar. The power was exhilarating, and she reveled in the thrill of it, knowing that each strike made her stronger.

With gratitude and reverence I cast this spell, Liberate the werewolves, release them from this hell, So mote it be. This time a zing of magic passes up through my arm from mother nature herself and my body becomes a vessel of light and power. I can feel the magic working through me. White Claw chants the incantation along with me now and I feel him pulling energy from the light of the Moon. Sparks of light start to emanate from him. The carvings from the stone stretch out across his body and glow an ethereal blue. The light is dim but beautiful.

I pause when a burst of lightning explodes so close the heat of it singes my eyelashes, and Zayn appears in horrific glory–a swirling, utterly furious vortex of wind, rain, and pure… power. I can’t believe it. I’m having a really hard time accepting what I’m seeing and feeling the force of magic at play. Zayn whips his hand toward the Grand Wizard. A bolt of lightning crashes into the old man and sends him toppling into the only wall left, which cracks upon impact. “Zayn!” I cry out, but my voice is ripped from my lips by the wind, drowned out the second his name leaves my tongue. The Grand Wizard holds his hand out toward Zayn and twists his wrist. Zayn bends back, shouting in pain.