Powerful Mage Novels & Stories

With a deep, Minotaur roar he surged forward, raising his large axe with the intent of cleaving the Mage nearest him. Zalikhe turned at the sound of his roar. She sent a strong burst of mystical energy at him. It struck him in the chest, and the tall warrior stumbled. She cast a second one and he stopped, tumbling forward in pain, as the axe fell heavily to the ground. He was unable to rise with the pain racing through him. His dark eyes narrowed in frustration as he saw the Mages heading through the doors with their prize. His frustrated roar echoed across the grounds.

The wizards and the magicians were exchanging blows with each other. “It looks like the magicians and the wizards are planning to remain at the camp base.” Ryuzaki accurately read the room. Ryuzaki was one of the people who had relics with him. His relic's name was the power of persuasion. It was the power where he could command people on his whim to a certain extent. However, it would only work for someone weaker than him. “Kneel down!” He used up the highest volume, screaming like he had a speaker toward the enemy.

****** Name - Lienne Paris Age - 14 Race - Human Magic energy type - Mana energy Magic type - Elemental (fire) Mana renewal - 10 / per minute Strength - 150 HP - 110 Agility - 400 Intelligence - 50 Perception - 79 Skills - Phoenix flames ( level - 3 ) : allows the user to increase their agility, forms fire on the user's hand, can be used to attack opponents. Amaterasu's grand flames ( level - 10 ) : allows the user to cover their body with flames. Can shoot fire balls with this technique. ****** Vis was not even a slightly surprised, he anticipated this already. As well as, he had his own plans, he spoke up inside his mind , " The sin of pride, I call thou to serve me ! " Magixtio was laughi

"Oh, those two? No, Daisy is just hoping that Blake will turn out to be her mate." "Why?" I question. It wouldn't want Blake to turn out to be my mate; the guy is a total asshole. Appearance-wise he is gorgeous, but that doesn't matter if your chest is empty where your heart is supposed to be. Hayley shrugs. "He is powerful. Blake is the alpha of his pack, and werewolves are known for being able to repel magic and surprise their enemies by turning into enormous wolves." "Oh..." I nod my head while keeping my gaze on the pair. "So Daisy wants to have a powerful mate?"

Job Title / Class: Magician, Cultivator MP: 20,000/20,000 Skills: Light Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Fire Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Wind Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Water Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Space Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Darkness Magic (Blue Stage Level 3) Sword fighter (Black Stage Level 7 - highest level in this current realm ) Cultivation (Qi Gathering Stage)

Go now and be fast," I told Duke. The Mages were my strongest contenders. Their King killed most of my best warriors with his powers. I had to use a special gift I had never used before. Heat vision - allows me to fire two thick laser-like beams of intensified heat in the form of heat irradiated speed or fiery-like beams. Well, using that power to kill the Mage King with the help of Duke had dire consequences.

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.

So every time I perform with massive audience, I take the opportunity to look, stare at other people. With the little sorcery I've learned from Mistress Ursula, I proceeded to the next level of my performance. I went to the pool of water with petals of roses, and started the next phase of my dance, which is dancing at the water's surface. I do not have any exceptional abilities. In this Kingdom, majority are mages. Those in high ranks, like the nobles and royal families, held the most authority not because of their status but because of their abilities, in particular. They are the spirit mages. The ones who doesn't need any aid from tangible things to perform sorcery. As for the those in low

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

“STOP HURTING HIM!” She formed a dome of frost so cold the air shimmered. Tepes extended his hand. Purple flame spiraled like a vortex, devouring the ice dome, melting it in seconds. Scott whispered, stunned, “It’s like his magic… breaks every rule—every law of mana—” Lily nodded, voice trembling. “That’s our father for you, the strongest mage alive. That’s why he’s on the High Council.” “He is not even using his full power,” Niamh muttered. “Its almost like he is toying with them.”