Overlord Spells Novels & Stories

Leo stated not minding the smile Taynor let out. "What is that?"Taynor asked dropping the glass wine and taking his hands to his back. "I was able to catch an arc demon. You should see him" They walked through the longest corridor in the building and finally, they arrived at their destination. There was a sign at the door that spelled out *ESPARONGE*, a spell used by high class wizards of which Leo was part. They were called the drange wizards and they possessed extraordinary powers. They could see the near future, they could make people confess and put humans and divine creatures to hibernate. All, added to their normal chanting powers. They were indeed special but they didn't surpass the p

I asked, not sure how they were relevant to anything. “In two weeks, there will be a full moon. I advise you to reach out to your brother, as he might be the only one who can help you from here on out. Do not trust anyone but him, as there are enemies of Luka all around. It is imperative that you help him get out of the spell he is under.” “Spell?” His vague responses were getting on my nerves. Nothing he was saying made any sense to me.

I only knew the meaning behind it, the goal I wanted to achieve. "Vershala tulian das lo berruas. Kalha vas notha rak!" I screamed the last word of the spell with the very last of my strength, pushing my Talent to hold fast to the phrases. I felt the power burn, just like it had before, searing my veins with power. An intricate circle appeared on the floor, contrasting with the floral print of the carpet with a violent red glow as it spun and pulsed along with the rapid beating of my heart. One last word came to mind, one last name I had to call out to finish the summoning.

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.

“People just think they are Humans in Zombie costumes.” “I don’t get why the spell isn’t working. Can you think of a reason?” Olivia asked. “Crypt Keepers are shrewd creatures; sometimes they surround themselves with a repelling field and the spell just points in the opposite direction. But I will find a way around.” “Well thanks for your time,” Olivia said. “I will keep working on the spell,” Maddie assured. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

"Call Alizon,she did say we would see again. I think this is the time." "Perfect," "You called for me?" "Alizon. There's an illusion spell everywhere What can we do?" Ava asked. "You save them Ava. You're not just a mere human vampire.You're the shield,I can only stabilize the vampires but I cannot break the spell.Jadis outdid herself this time." "Me. The shield? But how"

"But we have to be careful. If he's as scary as I think we can make no mistake." I nodded, my determination tightening. "We'll do it. Whatever it takes." Over the next few days, we delved into the shadowy world of Sebastian Grey, gathering bits and pieces of information from various sources. He seemed to be following a spell—Grey’s path was impenetrable, his relationships buried deep in deceit and conspiracy. As we learned more about his actions, it became clear that Gray was not just a minor player but an influential figurehead. Its reach extended beyond Lawson's policies and involved powerful individuals and institutions.

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

He said icily, "Kill him." As soon as he said kill, a blue paper charm appeared in Edam's hand. There was a roar as the paper charm turned into flames at once. The entire building seemed to become instantly enveloped by incandescent flames. Although Yannis was a top expert at the sixth level of the Eldoria realm, Edam was two minor stages above him, and they were in the midst of the Ballards' Flameora spell. The spell was a specialty of the Ballards which had been secretly passed down through the generations. Yannis had no power to resist them at all.

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!"