Oblivion Summon Spells Novels & Stories

The chanting, the exaggerated theatrics—watching them felt like something straight out of a cheesy wizard tale. She opened her eyes wide, her face emotionless, and flung the limb into the air. A glowing magical circle burst into existence overhead, devouring the limb. Another circle appeared at the ground where, in a flash of orange energy, teacher Blanch reappeared—whole and intact. Only now, a strange mark marred her skin. It was a single eye, etched into her left arm, resembling an Illuminati symbol but slightly altered. It signified true flesh—the part used to summon her. Summoners could only summon living beings by using a piece of their body, provided it wasn’t hair or bodily fluids. T

Damian shouted. I clenched my jaw, drawing my mana deep from my core. I extended both hands and screamed into the wind, “Stormcall: Sky Banishment!” The ground shook. A dome of bright white lightning erupted from my body, blasting outward in every direction. The shadow mist screamed—yes, screamed—as it vaporized, torn apart by the purity of my spell. The battlefield became momentarily clear. Dozens of orc and goblin bodies lay smoldering. Blood soaked the stones, slick and steaming. My arms trembled, and my nose bled from the effort.

[You have named your summon as [Abyss]! [You learned the [Naming] Skill] [Naming]: By spending Mana, you can name an entity without a name and give it power based on your total strength and the quality of your mana. Suddenly, Abyss began to glow eerily, as Chaos noticed that he lost around 50 million Mana, which flowed in the form of black fog inside Abyss' body.

“Place your hands here and repeat this incantation: 'By the power of knowledge and life, I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow forever within my soul. Grant me what I ask and more!'” I placed my hands in the over sized alcoves and shook off my nervousness. “By the power of knowledge and life- I ignite the spark within my core- Let the magic flow and soar- Grant me what I ask and more!” I felt a strong surge of magical energy and gasped from it, feeling overwhelmed and elated at the same time. Glass Arrow Annihilation, Chains of Agony, Soul’s Doom, Drop of Life, Frost Fire Surge, Shadow Frenzy, Eternal Inferno. Mix the spells to make more powerful attacks. I took a step back a

She was already looking for the boy. I raised my hand. The Shadowfire gathered at my fingertips, swirling into a spear of light and darkness bound together, balance turned into a weapon. For the first time since my fall, I summoned an ancient invocation, a spell I swore I’d never use again. The words burned my tongue, each syllable defying the law of heaven itself. “By ruin and by flame, by balance and by blood, I claim the right of guardianship over the living light.” The Veil shuddered. The sky cracked open.

A blue light emanated from the scroll, enveloping Wilbur, and the phantom of a succubus appeared, opening its mouth wide. "The Howl of the Banshee?" The faces of the three judges changed drastically, filled with horror. Yes, it was indeed the Howl of the Banshee. This scroll was a gift from the Emperor of the Cherrytopia when Wilbur visited. The Howl of the Banshee was a genuine Higher Order spell, specifically designed for soul attacks. Ordinarily, Higher Order spells required intricate spellcasting and chanting, needing sufficient time for execution. However, spells sealed in scrolls could be unleashed instantly by tearing them open at any moment, achieving the goal of instantaneous spellc

The wall she made before was still there but now she needed to create a protective circle and so with her hands down by her sides and her palms wide open, she said, "Syltharion, Aertharum, Pyrthoros, Aquathara, a realm of shield, I summon, guard from unseen, Noltharum, entrance barred, save the one sought, Seratharis" To invoke the spirit, she stood at the center of the circle also how Leon's body was at the center of the circle, and then Ayena raised her hands, her palms facing outward as she called upon the spirit of Leon with words strong, "Spirit or Lonese, hear my plea. And from the realms beyond, I. SUMMON. THEE".

Demons kept sprouting from dead bodies and from the depths of the ground. If no one raised a white flag, this battle might go on forever because both Lucius and Arturos had demons surrounding and guarding them. So there was no way they could be attacked right away. I spun around faster and spread my arms open as I called for the spirits of the underworld. I had not used this spell before, but it felt like I knew what I needed to do. "Spiritus cognitiorum et spirituum inferorum. Exaudi orationem meam. Potentiam verberant daemones Kalmerus protegendi eiusque familiam regiam."

Letting them feel my presence a second time, it was time they knew. This was an added power I didn't even realise I had, how I was able to command and reach out to all the wolves. The wind that had been slowly blowing then gradually increased in intensity till the flaps of the tent were blowing all over the place. My eyes were blazing red and my claws were out and ready. "Cassie Parker. Commander and Queen of wolves, mate and Queen of Hades, to Hell and its King. I summon all wolves to rise in power, to head forth to where I stand with their allegiance to me as their queen or they would fall under my reign.

The runes on her body ignited with divine fury. She called upon the Hollowborn. One by one, spirits emerged. Not shadows—but luminous echoes. Mothers, warriors, priests, and seers. The line of her blood, unbroken. They formed a circle around her, their presence emboldening the air. "We rise together," she whispered. And the air caught flame. The Elders screamed as their summoning unraveled. The god recoiled, sensing a greater power. Isabella stepped into the circle, her voice now echoing with every Hollowborn before her.