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The book opened on its own and pages quickly flipped until the desired page was found. Then she passed it over to me. The book was very old, ancient even, but was protected from deterioration by magic. It was not written in English, but I was still able to understand it somehow. I would question that part later on. ‘Energy Cage for Gods and DemiGods’ was the title of it.

"You gonna be able to sustain that spell for long? 'Cause I got a feelin' it's gonna take half a day for all this dark magic to disperse." For the first time since this nightmare began, Emerald actually smirks. "I'm the Primarch. My main characteristic is my outrageously large magic pool." I feel a wave of relief wash over me. Thank gods… I quickly reach out to Dominicus to update him on the new situation. ‘Dom, they're saturating the fog with dark magic.’ ‘We're just finding that out too’, he responds grimly. ‘the light witches went back up the cliff so quickly.’

But before anyone could reach me, I pushed myself up. The hole was gone. Flesh whole again. I looked at my bloodstained hand, then at the soldier who'd fired. His face had gone pale. I rose slowly. "Your turn." He turned to run — I grabbed his collar and hurled him into his captain. Both went down in a heap. The captain scrambled up, fear twisting his face. "What are you—some kind of demon?" "I'm the man you'll never cross again." I seized his arm and twisted. Bones cracked like dry wood.

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A day or so, had passed since that conversation and Alexis spent most of her time holed up, trying to read through the thick books Emilia had left her. The books were more packed than her college books and shortly after her head would be spinning. Terms like, central mana, epidermal mana, mental mana and emotional mana. After a while she had to read through the same pages multiple times, barely grasping an understanding. One of the books, the one on magical creatures was actually interesting. It had long chapters that focused on a single creature, it was packed with their abilities, mental capabilities and even hobbies and preferences with dislikes labeled boldly. Warning the readers not to

I pouted my lips even more and bowed down. "Priestess Eridette De Abarak," I answered. "What's the name of the first book of Magic?" "Runes from Grimoire," I pouted my lips more and more. And I want him to feel so guilty! How can he do this to me?! "How many people died at Amberian War," his deep voice change into an intense one. I glanced at him and saw him making a serious but weird expression. W-why is he staring at me like that now?!

I smirked as I transferred my magic into my scythe and it’s now blazing with light magic. The demon gritted his teeth in anger and charged his attack first. I dodge it quickly as I swung my scythe in every direction like the speed of lightning and he is having a hard time keeping up with my speed. For the second time in my life, I am thrilled. There’s no doubt that King Warrick is the descendant of King Helios—the late Demon King that my sisters and I had defeated a long time ago when the first Great War took place in Magic Realm. Unfortunately, Lord Invictus survived and escaped from the war. And now, he’s planning to take over Magic Realm again. That’s why I have to gather all the lost dia

With desperate eyes, she questioned. "I believe just a figment, created by a witch. The aura of dark magic was too great that night!" King Emmerich possessed the ability to intercept evilness, dark magic, fear, blood, and death. He was drawn to it from a young age, and the wildness within him ran by, devouring them. He is mighty, and his vision can travel any distance to identify the source of the evilness or dark motives. And, when it comes to his family and himself, he can sense when someone is plotting something evil to harm them. He can directly draw power from hell; he is said to be Lucifer's first born, and his demon is said to be Calcifer, or the fire of hell.

Heliotrope purple blood flowed from the clean cut in her hand, she then flipped her hand and let the dark liquid trickle down the blooming crimson flower in the King's chest and the dagger that is plunged in its flesh. Upon contact, a burst of energy with the hues of red and purple shot up to the high ceiling like a beacon. Followed by a gust of wind that knocked a couple of knights off their feet. "I will show you all the extent of magic along with my knowledge and power!" Lucas proclaimed with hystirecal laughter. "We are not the only ones living, their realms beyond your wildest imagination and with their help I shall rule every known Kingdom!" Mayari could hear the silent whispering of a

Emma looks at her. “Did you speak to Dan or the other guy after you were turned?” “Yes.” Willow answers quietly. “What about? What was said?” “About how I was different, he and Marcel refused to believe it. They were discussing me; I told them I could feel everything, the magic, the change but at the same time I still felt all my emotions, every bit of love, everything.” Alaric sits looking at her as she speaks, Zander’s eyes still closed. “How many people have you killed and why?” Emma’s words are flat.