Novel & Cerita Melvika Arcane

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

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Said Aaron. His voice was eerie and the ambience was fearful. It was deeper, indeed it wasn't Aaron. This was the speaking of Valac. Maria instantly arose without crease and her eyes suddenly glowed the matching colour of Aaron's left hand, the blue colour. This indeed wasn't the Maria known, this was Morgana. Aaron just practiced an act, so dark that in the history of magic, it never had been practiced. The summoning of two high beings (Valac and Morgana) at the same time without falling dead instantly.

To be fully protected by The Arc, the room must be fully enclosed. The Arc is common in Elenio and can be obtained easily. The government produces The Arc through one of the Archturian divisions and distributes it throughout Elenio. The Arc has almost the same energy as the sun, which prevents Draconians from entering the places that The Arc has given them. So there’s no way this place doesn’t have The Arc due to the difficulty of getting one. Unless they purposely didn’t install it because they wanted to die. “Tonight we will prove it.”

Both strength and power are par. Arden never thought, the high king was this powerful. He could keep up on his movements and strength of magical force. Indeed, the force this high king had is very useful. Unbeknownst to Arden, Mavere Antere is a forceo which essence is of Ancient magic. Mavere Antere is the origin of Ancient Magic. The source of all magic. "Mavere skantum" Edward chanted. Suddenly, arrows of red lights appeared and surrounds him. Its numbers are of thousands. Edward threw those thousands red arrow lights unto Arden.

The cosmic threat they faced pushed them to their limits, demanding that they become stronger, more resilient, and more adaptable. Valen delved even deeper into the intricacies of arcane magic. He not only mastered a wider array of spells but also developed his own unique incantations. His control over the arcane became so precise that he could weave spells with minimal effort, conserving his energy for the most challenging battles. Valen's growth in power was both awe-inspiring and unsettling, as he danced on the precipice of

the old witch whispered, right before her eyes flicked white as Melinda bound her to the vow with a silent spell. “Good.” Melinda stepped past her and returned to her room. The air shifted as her eyes darkened to stormy grey. She muttered a spell under her breath; arcane, quick, sharp. A pulse of energy, and she vanished. Reappearing at the border where chaos erupted. The moment her feet touched earth, she shifted—bones cracking, power ripping through her form. A feral roar tore from her throat as she launched herself into the fray, joining the others in the battle..

Leon asked again. "Angelica. Wait, why do you keep asking me? Have you forgotten her?" Owen remember that little girl back then, that girl has a round blue eyes since she is actually half blood, her mother is a filipina-chinese and her father is an American. The little girl also have a wavy long hair that Leon's often plays, she sure will be pretty when she grows up. "Why would I forget her?" Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

In the twenty-seventh-floor boardroom, screens blinked to life as Mia tapped furiously on her tablet. “An hour ago, MedSyn’s server flagged an anomaly during the final encryption transfer for the Shinomura acquisition,” she began, voice clipped and efficient. “Someone tried rerouting the key, which would’ve corrupted the entire deal file. If it had succeeded, the acquisition would’ve collapsed.” Jaxon’s pulse spiked. “Who?” Mia hesitated, swiping to a new screen. “The trace bounced through six proxies, but the origin–” She turned the tablet toward him. The screen showed the Hawthorne Group New York headquarters.

A burning pain flared at her ear as a chill of death seeped into her body through her pores, causing her meridians to throb with pain. "Pfft—" Amelia staggered back several steps, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood. This time, she could no longer suppress the turmoil within her body. The deathly energy of the Arcane Skill of the Netherworld clung to her like a festering sore. Once it invaded, it would ravenously consume her internal energy and corrode her meridians. She could clearly feel her strength draining at an alarming rate, and even began to experience slight dizziness.