Regression Of The Close Combat Mage Novels & Stories

"You are stronger than I thought. I put a lot of energy into that attack but your reinforcement magic is quite impressive." Reinforcement magic is a type of enhancement magic that mages use to protect themselves from magic attacks. This is what Delmar was referring to when he told Fenrir about the ability to make weapons more durable during combat. This type of magic hardens the region of the body or weapon that the user wants and acts as a shock absorber to lessen the impact unlike the knights magic resistant armor which only reduces the magic effects but saves magic energy. The stronger the reinforcement the more magic energy it depletes, and thus it is beneficial to wear magic resistant a

The soldier said while shaking his head. But, Yman's mouth showed a smile instead. In these kinds of attacks, archers were playing an important role, though Mage type magicians have powerful attacks, they don't have an unlimited source of magic. Magic of the high tier needs more stamina to cast. So, Mage type magicians were easily exhausted, and they were not suitable for lengthy battles. Unlike the Archer type magician, they only need to generate a little and low tier magic, which is hardening, to strengthen and harden their arrows. As long as there's more supply of arrows, they were able to support the vanguard for longer.

Magic Circuits had been unlocked. [Your spiritual awakening's limit has been removed. Unlimited amount of absorbed energy can now be combusted to full capacity] [The system has detected multiple arrays of recorded ancient magic and rune enchantment on your database, would you like to administer a quick analysis?] "Confirm" [10,000 combinations had been verified, Your ultimate skill had been revived] "Finally…." I said, as I feel my strength finally coming back to its former state. "Now I could finally use High Grade Magic like I used to…."

she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the doors. He had a form of Earth magic where he could manipulate the physical structure of something without breaking its integrity. The humongous table b

I said quietly, and sank my fangs into his bare flesh where his neck met his shoulder. He let out a surprised gasp, his fangs momentarily leaving me. In that moment, I grabbed hold of him, yanking him to me, and drank as though I'd been starved for centuries. I would drink him dry. His head came up and he fought against me. "Let go of me," he cried, using all of his force, but I had the power of the seven magics at my full disposal. That meant I was stronger, faster, and more well equipped to handle Arthur or anyone. In that moment I thought I might even be able to defeat Sharra. A mangled growl escaped my throat and I sucked harder.

If they wanted the next generation to survive, they needed a structure. That was what today was for. The wall display shifted again, and Rowan’s voice cut through the room. “Current compile status stands at eighty-one percent,” he said. “The ability categories are stable. Race-specific branches are stable. Cast-specific branches are still being checked against older regional variants.” One of the military analysts cleared his throat. “And the grimoire rankings?” Rowan tapped twice, and a new chart expanded over the table. **Ability Grimoires: Level 1 to Level 100+**