Mages Are Too Op Novels & Stories

Magma says as her panicked gaze meets mine. "I thought that's what they looked like. Even with their odd shape I would put you at about eight weeks. That's also odd because I know that you two haven't been together that long." She says looking at both our shocked expressions. "Amy chance your dragon can tell us what's going on here" she says to Magma. I watch as my mates expression blanks for a brief moment, but her dragon eyes don't appear. "Nope, I still cant wake her" she says in frustration after a few moments.

"Are you trying to act like a newbie? You stole the jungle and bottom lanes, yet you missed when the enemy was right in your face? Why fight for the mage role when you don't even know how to use it?" "Aren't you just throwing the game by picking Angela?" "Your trashy plays wasted my chance for a rank-up!" "I can't believe I joined a newbie team! Quickly surrender so I can start the next game!" Felicity's mouth twitched. She turned on the mic and verbally retaliated. "I wanted to help pick the heroes since I was the first to pick, yet no one replied on their microphone. Did I smear your family name by picking a mage? How attractive is the middle lane for everyone to steal it? Don't you dare s

Someone who definitely had no qualms about bulldozing through everyone to get what they wanted. I knew Seb was more than capable to lead the Pack in the right direction in a battle. That they could take care of themselves but everything within me wanted to be there with them. Especially if there was a possibility that a Mage was involved. They were extremely dangerous as enemies. Natasha had caused the damage she had and yet she was a half-witch. "So the rumors about the Mages being involved may be true." I muttered, earning a troubled nod from Ailee as she seemed to understand the weight of that statement. If it was true, then shit really had hit the fan.

In fact, mages are immortals but can be killed since witches were able to cause their end; it's just that it wasn't quite known how to kill one. In fact, their existence is still questionable. I mean, some still believe that they're just a rumor and they never existed. Others, including my father, believe that they not only exist but still live among us. Of course, my father is himself and refuses to believe that there is another creature without weakness. So, after years of research... Well, he needs to see his son now! If only I hadn't killed him when I was young and before shifting into a werewolf. He, my father, ended up discovering the mages' only weakness, which is their blood.

I'll then make my own army of loyal subordinates and plant SSS Rank Magical Fruits. Feng Shaotian then started studying the talents and their importance in this world. Mages and Healers are more valued professions than the others for they have more uses in combat and deterrence.

I wonder why. There were different factions for mages. The lower the levels, the weaker the power, and the lesser security placed on them. Therefore... they had increased chances of getting away with stuff. But to attend a party of this scale? They most likely won't attend. “Well, there's a higher chance the lower levels won't attend,” I assured him. Afsan shrugged, but I can still see the shadow of unease shrouded in his face. “This is our life. We’ve become people helping others live out their dreams.”

“I-It's the reckoning, alpha king! I…I have never seen magic like this one. It's dark witchery, my lord!” Magic? Mages were farfetched in our world. We knew they existed somehow, somewhere — in outcast lands outside the many kingdoms under Ker. But mages were mostly malformed shifters and rogues who raged on about the supernatural and beyond. It was a whole load of nonsense. Damien thought the same as well, from the way he reacted. “Are you…are you well, Elder? Do you know what time it is? To-To be spouting such rubbish?!”

“Sent here by the High Council. They stay secluded, barely train with the rest of us.” “They’ve got no werewolf traits, though,” Bainer said. "Right?" “No, but their magic’s insane,” Lotanni said. “Heavily amplified. Probably costs more than a whole district.” “Let me guess,” Bainer said, voice dry. “They paid for that too.” “Of course they did,” Nyomei replied. “Only royals are allowed to keep their teams pure. The rest of us? We’re forced to mix. Mage and werewolf.”

"Okay, fine. But please, just one last question before we go back to the water. There are male mages, right? It's not just women?" "Sure, they exist," Elder Kaelith answered, nodding slowly. "But in my long experience, the men tend to be significantly more brash, stern, and wicked with their gifts. Mage powers are inherently a women's thing because the energy itself is naturally soft, soothing, and receptive. Even when our magic is loud and destructive, it is a smoothly raging inferno. I guess the men, in a desperate bid to compensate for that softness and retain their masculinity, overdo it. They end up becoming mean and power-hungry."

"Mum I told you---" "She's his puppet Sage for Godsake. I've told you, Sage, Lyra is the best option for you and that is why I chose her. She'd never hurt a fly not to talk of a whole pack, all that you think she's up to then it's surely under the influence of Magnus" Mum spat with pure irritation. I bit on my lower lip knowing that arguing with her would be pointless so I let her know matter what she says is still not going to change my perspective about Lyra.