Oblivion Summon Spells Novels & Stories

His body collapses, his spell shattering into a purple streak that dies like embers deprived of oxygen. “Don’t let them tie the knot!” Tavien shouts from behind, driving a rune spike into the ground. Glowing lines crawl from the spike, linking themselves to the Lattice Aegis net. “Every knot that is successfully tied will summon reinforcements from afar!” “Serel!” I called as two wolves tumbled, black foam at the corners of their mouths. “Soul poison!”

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

"You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!" The sorcerer fell but laughed even more wildly. "Frame you? Alpha Misael, you came with Luna Alayna to my black market that night. You even asked about side effects. Now you won't admit it?" She pulled out a time crystal ball. Inside, the scene showed Alayna asking greedily, "If I use this, the pup inside Sienna's belly will be transferred to mine?" The sorcerer's voice echoed, "Yes, but only if you make the carrier yourself and let her smell it."

Val and Damona gasped and were completely stunned. “Maybe your chant isn't strong enough. I can try to summon Kyrios.” Demonise uttered and walked towards Sabrina, then reached for the staff. My sisters looked at Demonise with a hopeful expression. Demonise chants a summoning spell. “Hear me out. Let my voice be heard in the deep abyss of darkness and hear my request. I shall command the spirit of the dragon devourer, Kyrios, to hear my plea and come to me. I summoned you!” After my sister chanted, the staff remained motionless. That time, my sisters broke into tears. Everyone was at a loss for words, except me because I’m everyone’s ray of hope.

He might not have many skills at his disposal but there was one final trick up his sleeve. “Urum!” Zen summoned. Unlike Mandy’s summoning talisman, Zen had never tried using the Orc Token he received. The ghost of the orc general rose from the dead and summoned his fallen army with him. Together, the mighty general tackled the Minotaur while Benjamin scrambled out of their path with Jessica’s support. Zen healed the moderately injured couple and waited for the magicians to land the finishing blow.

Simone’s voice cut through the chaos, weak but fierce. “Say the words… say the incantation… Alison… now!” I stumbled, the red moon climbing high in the sky, bathing the battlefield in a hellish glow. The earth quaked beneath us. I could feel something ancient, something primal awaken within me. My lips parted. I didn’t even think. I just… spoke. “By the blood of Luna, by the light of the Chosen, I summon the power to break these chains.” I let out a howl.. raw, broken, but filled with every scrap of my soul. The ground trembled, cracks splitting the dirt.

Whatever swordplay he chose would have to be ingrained in him and the sword he carried, and with his eccentricities—as Ariadne implied—he doubted the boy possessed the dedication required. “What of you?” Kilvic asked Moss. “Spell casting seems nice,” the boy said. “But I think I’ll be an invoker.” Ariadne barely concealed a chuckle. “…Now the class of summoner requires more will and reia than all other classes,” Tillaman was saying. “It requires a mage to hold a vast pool of reia as the demons they would summon would require a constant supply.” “But I thought demons draw the reia they use from everything around them,” one of the students asked. He was a small boy, perhaps the smallest in the

I placed my hand out in front of me and muttered, "Beneath the earth, buried deep Where the fire rages and monsters sleep I call to me the trickster of three Arise, you shall no longer sleep." I watched cautiously as my blood that dripped onto the ground began to move and expand, creating a summoning circle that has recently been imprinted on my mind. I directed the blood with my eyes, carefully lining out the circle with the shape of a pyramid imprinted on the inside. On that same pyramid, an eye formed, this was called the pyramid of annihilation. I repeated the spell once more before inhaling deeply, reaching into the depths of my being, and exhaling a cloud of purple mist onto the circle

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

It didn't matter to him, he was willing to do and take any risk to protect Evelyn. "The lingering image of the dead show yourself, spirit reveal yourself, spirit come to me, I summon you with the power of darkness, Course unseen across the skies, come to me who call you near, come to me and settle here, blood to blood, I summon thee, blood to blood, flesh and bone, take me as your own so we may become one," he chanted his spell with his eyes closed, it was his last resort, a forbidden spell attributed only to him, it was the power to summon the dead and be possessed by them, a power that granted him unfathomable dark magic. Ten seconds passed, and then twenty and thirty, and finally the inte