Oblivion Resist Magic Novels & Stories

I followed her, added my power and experience with such materials as the two of us created a plane wall, a veil of our own in a half-circle dome with our little group inside. The. Most. Incredible. Thing. Ever. Ever. This is what magic is meant to be, Trill sent, her heart singing in tune with mine, no matter what we faced, the music of our magic filling us to the brim. Yes. Of course. Belaisle and his sorcerers attacked, throwing power at us, drawing on the veil, or trying to. But there was nothing for them to feed from, quite to the contrary. The rubbery slickness deflected their magic, sending it flowing away to be absorbed by the world around them, their effort wasted as Owen lifted the

As seconds passed, Aloha's resilience solidified, and she found her voice again. "You speak as if you're unaware that Ragnar's blood is immune to poison," Aloha shot back, a spark of her own defiance igniting within her. Marvins' demeanor shifted, his tone colder as he revealed a chilling truth. "Immunity crumbles when magic is woven into the mix. Just like the last time—you saved him, but he won't have that luck again. This time, you won't be by his side, and I can ensure you cast the spell that finally ends his life."

I'm snapped from my spiral when he reaches for the hem of my damp hoodie again, slower this time, giving me every chance to stop him. I don’t. His irises disappear as pupils blow. “Arms up.” The command sends another humiliating pulse of heat through me. Still, I obey.

The other is smaller but same material and shape. “These are for protection. I’ve embued them with a couple of spells and charms meant to aid in focus and protection. They can’t stop things from happening, but they’ll definitely help with resisting and sensing. Lycans already have that sort of a sense when it comes to magic, but again, you are not entirely resistant. If someone understands a lycan’s resistance well enough, they may be able to find ways to work around it.” We take our charms and put them on right before Rowena speaks again.

His bones were cracking and he had twisted his neck in an awkward angle. He's very angry, I thought. I concentrated on my magic supply and said my first and easiest spell that I had to learn the hard way from my mother's spell book, in oculis mortalibus eris. I have used this spell to protect myself and my sister while we were at our real home before we came to this neighborhood. The spell is like a force-field. It covers the caster and makes humans, not supernaturals, see things contrary to what is really going on. It's been long since I've had to cast this spell but it still held on. As long as I don't deplete my magic supply, I will be alright. Alpha Mason growled at me. His red eyes gla

Dozens of zombies had shown up and were heading for them in the blink of an eye. “Tyr, I need you to take Abraham home. You can leave everything to me here.” Seeing as a lot of zombies had shown up, Magus looked very excited. This could be related to the Aretuza Magic, which he had studied for a lifetime. This skill had finally come in handy. “All right.” Tyr didn’t hesitate to leave the woods with Abraham in his arms. When they roamed around in the woods, the two also encountered several groups of zombies. The undead could be described as vulnerable in the face of a Demigod. The domineering aura that emanated from Tyr’s body alone could instantly shatter those zombies into pieces.

said Albus. "Can The Heart of Magic resurrect a dead soul?" asked Astrid. Albus shook his head. “The Heart of Magic can awaken a sleeping dragon in hibernation with an intact dragon magic stone. However, The Heart of Magic cannot resurrect sentient beings who have died or with destroyed spirits,” replied Albus. "Oh..." replied Astrid. She fell silent with a depressed look on her face. Albus fell silent again. "Tell me, what's so special about The Heart of Magic?" asked Astrid.

Sidastir rushed towards the tower, and the frozen warriors shattered into a million pieces as he touched them. The Lieren threw themselves out of the way as they were defenseless against Sidastir's magic. Very few people had ever fought an Icemage, but the Lieren seemed unusually weak against magic. It must be the result of years battling the Auons who had no magic. Sidastir successfully reached the tower with Magnus at his heels. They began the trek up the tower. There were warriors inside the tower as well, but Magnus and Sidastir had long trained with swords together, and in the company of Sidastir's magic, the Lieren were not able to prevent them from climbing the tower. They were almost

For Aida, Ladon was the most unsuitable creature to be the first to find the supreme good, with the horrible result of proclaiming himself king and, with his own orders, doing everything that followed then. Now he moves heaven and earth to find the gem again. All this anxiety and longing have made him even more abrupt and nervous. He will not calm down until the gem is found and everything is done as before. Everything like HE would like to be. But Aida was determined not to let this happen again at any cost. In the fifty years since the gem disappeared, she had developed the power of her mind through relentless practice. Shortly after the gem disappeared, she managed to meet the greatest wi

" I looked at her clutching her belly and snorted inside. Bloating? Something moving? That was no strong heir—that was the tumor that had been growing inside Abbie for over ten years. It was slowly being transferred into Alayna's womb under the insidious pull of black magic. "Really? That's wonderful!" I smiled even brighter than she did. Alayna stood up and twisted her waist uncomfortably, as if she were under great pressure. "Since you like the oil, I'll have someone bring you another crate tomorrow. Make sure you keep using it. Don't stop." "Don't worry. I'll keep using it for the pup's sake," I replied.