Oblivion Best Destruction Spells Novels & Stories

Asty then returned the sinister smirk which made his chest skip a beat. "Good luck." The ground started to shake even more violently. She took a step behind with a confident look on her face. "It's your turn now, Chaol!" "I got it." The ground cracked. Polo looked beside him as his silverhounds whimpered. Lava started to seep from the cracks, rushing towards them. "What the hell..." he cursed. Chaol opened his eyes and panted, his runic spell finally completed. "The Infernal Indigo!" The lava turned blue, heat scorching more than the blazing sun. There was nowhere to leap as Polo destroyed the rooftops with his ice spell earlier.

I had to go and find her before those silver foxes could locate her. Catching a few breaths, I slowed down a bit and looked behind me. I whimpered, tears flooding my eyes again, as I watched Oliviland fall into destruction just because of one stupid spell. The dark smoke created by the seemingly angry fire rose to the sky, creating black clouds above my home. I could not go back… I was all alone and I could not even put up a fight against those silver foxes.

As the two exchanged ardent looks, tension rose. “The explosion will damage you as well, and since my skin is tough enough to withstand the blast, I guarantee you won't be standing after it's all said and done,” “Don't worry, I didn't forget about it. I performed some research and discovered something regarding lorth mage grimoires. If they're destroyed, all of the mage's magical spells, whether cast on himself or others, will cease to exist. My hand is over your grimoire because the same explosive potion has soaked up pages of it. If I detonate the potion, the grimoire will be destroyed, your glass skin will not shield you from the explosion, and your protective spell will not protect you f

She ordered and I immediately did as she had commanded, worried that she might just end my life right here and now, and no one would even know about it. I stretched out my hands and closed my eyes, Suddenly, rain began to fall into my palms. I opened my eyes to see, just as the rain started burning my hands. I immediately tried to take cover but it was as if the sky was opened and the rain poured in torrents, burning my skin badly. "Mother, please, save me" I begged her and everything stopped at once. "That is the rage of the silver wolf. It has been awoken. The spell of disguise that was cast several years ago is now off and the true nature of the wolf is being made known" she said, her eye

The words of the spell flowed freely from my lips. “By the forces of the moon and the stars, I summon the spirits of darkness. Hear my plea, pay heed to my command. I call forth destruction upon Alpha Hendrix! Render his powers useless by the great powers of my ancestors. Let him lose his strength. Bring his life to an end! I call forth destruction upon Ashley Kim! Let her lose her mind. Extinguish her life completely, by my will!”

They carved the massive pillar of destruction into scattered fragments before it could land. Magma and wrath sprayed in every direction, but not a single drop touched even one of Talon's feathers. The golden light radiating from its body dissolved everything it reached into nothing the instant it made contact. The revenant on the right opened its maw wide and unleashed a condensed blast of soul cannon that screamed through the air. The cannon fire was black as ink on the outside. Billions of shrieking wraith voices churned within it, carrying enough power to destroy the soul of anyone below the Arcane High Priest realm.

In my haze of grief I realised my wolf was confused, everything looked different. The moon was bleeding, and the light in the sky had turned red. The world was crying. A huge blast erupted and far away we could see a huge blazing fire. Places were burning, people were burning. The moon was burning down the world, back to ashes. Just like I had wanted it to. I knew I was doing this, commanding the world to die like i was feeling inside I didn't know how he got so close that I didn't perceive him, even my wolf was weak to his stealth and control. He was right there before we realised he was.

Taking in a deep breath, pleased at the blood that she had taken, she stretched her hand over the ground after telling the others to take some steps back. Without words, she issued an order of destruction when she was sure that a silencer spell was holding over the structure, keeping the noise of destruction away from the hearing of the soldiers sleeping in their barracks. The ground started shaking first as if a volcanic eruption was about to happen. It made Miriam pray that the soldiers wouldn’t hear. She didn’t know yet that Olivera had casted the silencing spell, until she had tried to cast hers to protect her friend and the other females.

My magic hums hotter now, responding to the violence and raw power crashing below. The land is awakening, just like the whispers in the lore said. I feel it coiling in my marrow, stronger than before, begging to be unleashed. Enough watching. Time to be powerful, not just sassy. I stand on the branch, steadying myself, and draw deep from that wild core. "Veil and vine, fury and fire," I chant under my breath, my hands weaving the air. Mosswood storm spell, old as the roots, fierce as a coven's wrath.

The circle's edges flared, creating cascading waves of golden light that collided with tendrils of dark purple energy, blending and clashing in a mesmerizing display. The room trembled under the spell. The candles were extinguished one by one as the power Zavian summoned grew. His voice grew louder, reverberating off the walls as the spell reached its apex. "Velora shan, era'than ral'ora. Nyssa voreth, tu'lal celeste. In myrithan vel'alas... Ith'lamor solai!"