Lightning Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

It was so dark that it could be cut with a knife. Coal retreated without a word because he also didn't know what was happening. Ravi stood there willing the headache to go away and then he saw it. The bolt of lightning came at him like a small snake slithering its way towards him. Before he could think, he summoned a barrier using his magic atop his head to protect himself.

Warped beyond recognition by years of rage and envy and desperate choices. She had been like me once. She could have been me. "Lilith—" "Enough talking." She attacked. The dark magic hit me like a physical wall and I flew backward, crashing into the ground hard enough to knock the air from my lungs. I rolled, gasping, and came up just in time to throw my arms up as another wave crashed toward me. My own power rose to meet it. Silver light exploded from my palms. The two forces collided in the space between us and the shockwave sent every wolf within thirty feet stumbling. The sky above us cracked with silver and black lightning, the moon blazing down like it was watching, like it had always

Midnight arrived with a sound like a tolling bell. The joint forces of the Blackwood Pack and the Shadow Claws stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and the low-frequency vibration of the Creator’s magic. The Silver Peaks were no longer purple; they were a solid, light-absorbing black. Lyra stood at the front of the line, her obsidian blade glowing with a violent, flickering violet light. Silas stood beside her, his gold-and-sapphire aura a steady, protective shield against the chilling wind.

"I wish I could. But as I said, I don't have my powers. Vorgon and Malakai stole them from me. There's nothing I can do. You have to do it, Lyra." Violet looked at her face and then at the cage. She was about to touch one of the bars sizzling with visible bursts of electricity when the Moon Goddess screamed from inside, "NO! Don't touch it. You'll burn to ashes, child. What surrounds this cage isn’t mere electricity. It is raw lightning that was ripped from the sky and bound around the cage using dark magic. Don't try to do this again lest you'll burn to ashes.” Violet moved back. She can see black smoke emitting from the crackling currents of electricity too.

I have to assume that this is Buppig and his new mate. I lift Lightning Wielder into the sky, the light of day growing dark as I call to the storms, drawing the lightning into my sword. When I feel the electricity racing down my arm, I slam the sword into the ground, sending waves of energy and electricity into the earth, and rolling toward Lorelai’s army.

Back to work. Her thoughts were foggy as she shifted her focus back to the body. She knelt, adjusting her lens to get a clearer shot of the claw marks. The dizziness started to come again, the same one that had been creeping up on her more often in recent weeks. She gripped the camera tighter, trying to steady herself. The blackouts—when time seemed to slip through her fingers, when everything went dark—had been happening more and more. She tried to fight it off, but the blackness crept in, threatening to swallow her whole. Her grip on the camera faltered, and she stumbled but caught herself just in time. Her pulse hammered in her ears, and she forced herself to take a deep breath. No. Not n

“An improvement from previous years.” A few excited murmurs spread through the group. It must have been quite the hassle with the earlier gear, but luckily I never got to experience that. “However,” Jorn warned, his eyes sharpening, “the magic doesn’t work on its own. Before you shift, you press this clasp on the belt.” He tapped the gold buckle. “That’s what will activate the magic, and when the lightning glows, you know you’ll be good to go.” He paused, scanning the group with hard eyes. And of course, he made it a point to skip over me on purpose.

This was it. I ducked off of the board walk heading towards them out of sigh as the bushes kept me concealed. I doubt she knew I was here. It was so dark and loud with the storm, it was actually impossible to tell who was here. I edged around, drawing closer. I had the element of surprise still with me. My magic was tied to Odette from her spell and our bond. The lightning hit behind her as I saw those mismatched eyes sparkle. She shouted, but I couldn’t hear over the thunder and crashing waves.

My body ached, my mind burned, but I stood at the edge of the balcony, screaming into the chaos below— “TO ME, MOON KINGDOM! TO ME! THIS IS OUR HOME—AND THEY WILL NOT TAKE IT!” And as Florence raised her hands again, lightning screaming from her palms— I raised mine. And struck back. The rain had turned red. It fell in thick sheets now—blood-tainted, ash-laced, coating stone and steel with the memory of death. Every breath I took stung. My limbs trembled not with fear, but with the weight of magic overuse. The wind no longer listened as easily. My lightning snapped less sharply. I was burning out.

A man blurted out with determination. "I will make sure that we will once again rule the entire Magic World. We will take the rein on the Moondrous World that was ours in the first place..." After the man spoke those words, lightning roared in the dark sky, causing his followers to jump in fear. So they immediately hid in their home except for the warriors on guard who were already used to the lightning. ~~~~ [Luna] Claire left early for school. She was already wearing a uniform when I woke up. She just gave me some money to buy food.