Oblivion Best Destruction Spells Novels & Stories

The spire cracks—fissures spreading lightning-fast. Core exposed—pulsing vulnerable. I dive straight in. **Abyssal Canticle**—voice carrying through wards. Swarm screams—HP bars plummeting across HUD. *Ultimate: Swarm Debuff – ninety percent Resistance Down* Julian strikes the core—fangs sinking deep, draining the heart dry. Vampires tear it apart. Charges detonate. The spire explodes—black ichor raining, shockwave flattening lesser beasts. Nest dies—core imploding silent.

I just set everything aside. Yes, it's agreed that I'm mad at him. If there's this one person, I can murder without being persecuted by the justice system, then it's going to be him. I want him destroyed; we all want him destroyed but then, in a quick swerve, something silent but deadly consciousness swept over me. I just realized that maybe the best way to destroy him is really to break his heart to thousands of pieces where he can't even put all of the pieces back together. It's to my best knowledge that every heart is delicate, and we just have our unique ways of building a wall or molding a shield to protect it from any terrorist and toxicity. I'm not planning to destroy that wall becaus

The ceiling groaned like it was about to fall. "We're out of time!" Mateo yelled. "This whole place is coming down!" Miguel kept reading, faster now, his voice getting louder. The figure writhed and twisted, its form breaking apart. "You'll damn them all! The veil will break! Everything will…" Miguel spoke the final word. Then silence. The figure exploded into ash, and the real shaking started. Catalina grabbed Gabriel and ran to Lucien, pulling him up. He was weak but awake, blood still dripping from his hand.

Their gifts filled an entire room. Nora was so jealous that she became furious. Every day, she tried to scare me by whispering in my ear. "Rebecca, you have no idea, do you? Theodore kills without a second thought. If he gets upset, he takes it out on the people around him. You're walking right into a lion's den! If you ask me, you should give up. But we can't reject his family's engagement offer either… How about this? I'll sacrifice myself and go to your place..."

With a smug grin, she said, "So, how does it feel to be cursed by everyone? Now, the entire Internet is dragging you through the mud. Your life is ruined. Even if the police can't find direct evidence to convict you, you're socially dead." I stared at her. "Rachel, I've never done anything to wrong you. That day in the private room, I helped bring you and Carter together. I even left on my own to give you space. Why are you so determined to destroy me?" "Help us?" Rachel laughed as if she had just heard the funniest joke. She suddenly leaned in close, and the hatred in her eyes was chilling. She screeched, "Drop the act! If you hadn't been there getting in the way, Carter wouldn't have held

My lips brushed against her ear as I whispered calmly, "I'm going to end you." She gasped, horror evident on her features. Without another word I drew a circle on her skin around her heart before stepping back. She fell to the ground at my feet, convulsing suddenly. She was struggling to breathe, her eyes focused on me completely, pleadingly. I couldn't escape her soft, desperate gaze. Why do I not feel pleasure? when I see this? Where is the glee and joy? Why do I only feel pained and sad? I was lost in those azure orbs. I saw the desperation peak in her eyes. Something in me snapped, I quickly reversed the spell without a second thought and held her in my arms, whispering soft chants to pu

It’s automatic now, a survival trick long since learned to leave myself behind before anybody else can destroy what’s left. My body keeps moving but my mind pulls somewhere high and far away, floating uselessly near the ceiling while he talks at me with one hand still locked around my wrist. I can’t even understand his words anymore. The room is thick and muffled. I stare at the ugly floral bedspread while he laughs under his breath and tells me to relax. My mother used to say some men could smell weakness the same way wolves smell blood. Then she married one. Then she died. I stopped believing anybody was coming to save me after that.

I'd better use this opportunity to fight back with my Esze. I would use the 'Vitr Blast' spell. This technique was the enhancement from 'Vitr Brist' I used before. This technique has a broader range and more severe damage. I once cast the spell with an old viglet from Almira's, and it worked amazingly. I dared not imagine its effect if I cast the spell with this Viglet of Hope in my hand. "Eat this! Vitr Blast!" I shouted loudly.

He unsheathed his sword and swung hard at the underbelly of the creature, instantly killing it. Now Orlov was certain of what became of Ivan and Ursa. Orlov picked up speed, using the manna energy to guide him. He didn’t have the ability to conjure pure elements like Ivan did-- that was a Vrian spell Ivan never taught him. Ahead, he heard rushed footsteps pounding on the cave floor. Orlov perked up and continued forward.

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.