Novel & Cerita Miraculous Revelator

Ferland said. Without further ado, he raised his hand to cast the Enchanted Mirror spell. Shortly, a faint light appeared and slowly turned into a mirror. From that mirror, they could find out who was the one who activated the Divine Constitution. It was Severin who was having a breakthrough. With every breath he took, a huge amount of divine light appeared and enveloped his body as if he were a Supreme Being. Rayzer could not help but chuckle. "Haha. What did I say? It's really him!"

The whole coven went quiet after the revelation and Aurora was speechless. “But I thought this was said to have happened already?” one of the sisters asked. Aurora stood up from her throne and went to her room and came back with a mystic mirror. “If what Mira is saying is true then I would see it from this mirror” Aurora ran her hands around the glass and cast a spell and a great light reflected on the mirror and the image of the horrors that was predicted reflected on the mirror for all to see. Aurora was shocked; the human purge which had been predicted by the seeker was bound to happen

Immediately, the cloth began to glow with a faint purple light. "Interesting," she murmured, holding it up to the window. "What does that mean?" "There's magical residue in your blood. Something I've never seen before." She tucked the cloth into her bag and pulled out a thick leather journal. "The signature is ancient, powerful. Divine, even." "Divine?" My voice came out as a croak. "Magic that comes from the gods themselves, rather than mortal practitioners." Mira flipped through pages covered in careful notes and detailed diagrams. "I've only seen traces of it in very old texts. It's incredibly rare."

And I had no fucking idea how to reach them. Elara moved to the far wall and pulled out something wrapped in faded cloth. When she unwrapped it, I saw a mirror — warped at the edges, blackened in the corners. Old. Dangerous. “The Mirror of the Waking Realm.” she said, offering it like a spellbound curse. “It can show what a person believes is real. Not what is. Not what was. But what they believe now.” Sophia’s breath caught. “If she’s really rewritten their minds,” Elara went on, “then this might help us see what that looks like. But it comes with a cost.”

CHAPTER ONE People think I am blind, but I'm not. I can clearly see people that I have to close my eyes to avoid what I don't want to see. My father said my vision was a blessing, but I think it's a curse. It's a well-kept secret from my family. I, Samantha Grey, am a seer.

In the sky-mirror, rogues poured in from shattered doors, witches’ coils glowed brighter with each death. Thomas stepped closer, gaze locked on the projection. “What if they hold?” Mira turned, her smile slow and devastating. “They won’t.” She pressed a hand to his chest, nails grazing skin as the image shifted—Talia landing hard, firing without hesitation, blood painting the altar where vows had been spoken. Thomas couldn't help but admire how glorious she looked in battle. Mira's voice dropped, venom sweet. “Because Ilode fed me what Roland and Elias hid. She mapped their secrets and gave them to me like offerings to a goddess.”

He would get it. I approached the waterfall. The ground was shining. Those shades of beautiful rainbow colors on the rock behind that waterfall. The whole giant rock appeared to be painted with a magnificent brush. I sighed. I closed my eyes and summoned the Moon Goddess, Selene. “I, Viviana Miracle, the descendent of Sun-wolf, daughter of the Miracle Moon Pack, and Luna of The Blessed Moon Pack, pay my gratitude to you. Accept my greetings, lady Ravoise. I seek permission for my mate to enter this holy place.” I kneeled and looked up. I waited for a second.

I walked to his chamber and hazily saw my son's half naked body in the mist of the diamond barrier. "Milios...My son Milios come back" I whispered to myself. If not for that necromancer, my son Aimilios the crown prince will not be in this state! That necromancer putted a curse on me. My mana was reversed! everytime I will use magic it affects my body. With this tragedy my children had sacrificed so much. That's why I had to disown that clown and send that skillful knight with him to find the necromancer. I know the necromancer is just near that academy. Maybe it's time to remind Cyrvian about the real mission to accomplish in that school.

But the older witches long for this time when they will once again be able to see and experience the grandure of how it was before the reign of the black witches. Mira suddenly felt a feeling of belongingness and unaware that tears are steaming from her eyes washing the stain in the mother crystal a tear that was like magic spreads and cleanse the years of oppression and bad deeds. Then when the mother crystal was totally cleaned and clear of any stain, Mira was envelope with incandescent reflection. An apparition appeared in front of her, glowing with equally bright reflection. The eyewitness ot what is happening was in awe. 'Mira my daughter I have been waiting for a long time for you

CHAPTER 137 Few hours later "You're not going to like this," Kairis said quietly, flipping through a thick silver-edged tome. Her fingers trembled slightly. Lucian, leaning against the far wall with arms crossed, raised a brow. "Try us." The air stank of sweat, ash, and broken magic. Dorian stood sharpening his blade beside a flickering wardlight, and Elias sat quietly, his golden eyes dull from the battle hours ago. Kairis looked up. “There’s something called the Archmirror. It’s... not just a relic. It shows you the one who betrayed you. And yourself. Who you really are. Not what you think. What you are.”