Novel & Cerita Lightning Magic Black Clover

"So fast!" Bright sighed. "So noisy..." Without even raising his staff... He simply tapped the ground once with his foot. Crack. A single silver magic circle expanded beneath him. The next instant— BOOM!! A pillar of blinding lightning exploded across the arena. The flames disappeared instantly. The Barbarian mage's eyes widened. "Wha—" Before he could finish... The lightning swallowed him whole. The explosion shook the entire stadium. When the smoke finally cleared... The Barbarian mage lay unconscious at the edge of the arena.

​The heavy oak doors of the dressing room were violently slammed open from the outside, the wood groaning under a massive impact. ​In a fraction of a second, I snapped my hand down, forcing the ancient blood magic back into the deepest recesses of my veins. The swirling black energy dissolved into nothingness, leaving no trace behind before anyone could look close enough to notice. ​Lysander strode into the room.

"Clouds gather, heed my will; darkened sky, grow deathly still. Thunder wake, and storm bolts see, let lightning descend and answer me!" As the incantation left my lips, the purple spell scroll ignited on its own. A thundercloud suddenly gathered above the living room. With a loud boom, a bolt of lightning struck down, hitting Lilith spot on. She let out a blood-curdling scream, and her body was instantly charred from the strike. The miniature clones exploded simultaneously, dissolving into foul-smelling black water. "Now!" Silas leaped into the air, thrusting his celestial blade straight at the center of Lilith's brow.

But then my eyes fell back on the burnt line, and I felt my chest tighten. "But who’s this?" I asked quietly, my voice trembling. Clara shrugged, not a care in the world. "How the hell should I know? It’s dark magic. Black magic." She waved her hand dismissively. "That’s all I know." I stared at the map, the weight of it settling on me. The lines, the darkness, the magic. It all felt like something was slipping through my fingers. My head throbbed, pressure building as I tried to piece it all together. The world felt like it was closing in on me, suffocating me.

But before the corrupted black energy could fully release and spread into the air, Rose acted. With a sharp, decisive motion, her hand lifted, sending the shimmering ball of raw energy floating just above her palm. Instantly, a blinding, pristine white light erupted from her gleaming sphere. The brilliant torrent of pure magic surged forward, cutting through the shadows and colliding violently with Grace’s dark witchcraft mid-air. The impact sent a shockwave through the clearing, the contrasting forces of light and dark snapping and crackling as they fought for dominance.

We ate lunch in the quiet room, discussing the witch clans' current state - which was far from ideal. "Break time is over," Susan announced. As Jennifer settled into a holster chair to observe, Susan encouraged me to take deep breaths and handed me a dark stone called the 'Black Night.' Unlike light magic, there were no spells to recite for this one; the magic just came naturally. I held the stone in my left hand and let the power flow through me. The exertion was much less than light magic. It engulfed my palm in black fire, starkly contrasting the tiny balls of yellow light from before. "It seems Leia's stronger in black magic," Jennifer commented. I gave her a puzzled look.

“You poison yourselves and think it’s strength.” “What do you mean—” I began, but Kaid finished the thought. “Lily’s potion—she infused it with a trace of black magic.” Kaid’s voice was low and incredulous. “It’s like throwing a mirror—using a little of the same darkness to let our strikes find purchase. It turns his own stuff against him.” I didn’t care about the ethics in that second—only that I could hit him. I slammed a fist into his chest and felt the solid give of flesh and bone, not the usual hollow echo. Blackwood reeled.

“Before I forget it!” I purse my lips and brace for impact. The instant Klevon increases his magic output and the instant, he tightens his arms around me; I press my palm against the barrier and push my magic point-black into in. It is magic so condensed that it takes the form of a needle–small but very sharp.

"That strike doesn't even contain 30% of the power your mentor had. Since you're so stubborn, I'll grant your wish!" He took out a blue paper charm. After muttering a spell, he tossed it into the air. "Lightning Invocation, strike!" A deafening blast ripped through the air. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning came crashing down from above, aimed straight at Clarence.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.