Ship Of Magic Novels & Stories

Except… the ocean wasn’t done. It started boiling with them. Half a dozen more Leviathans broke the surface, their tentacles whipping out of the black water to clamp onto the hulls of our surrounding phantom-ships. “Protect the fleet!” I screamed, my pureblood magic bursting awake like a furnace dragged into the world.

*** Sinclair’s POV While chasing the man, I heard a loud sound before feeling a shockwave push everything away from the dock. When I looked at the origin of the attack I found it to come from the ship. The ship had scattered into bits and pieces which was surprising. Indigo and Martha floated around the ship trying to get in but they could not. “Get in!” I yelled but they shook their heads. “Someone is using magic in there!” Martha noted. The only people who had entered the ship had been Victoria, the man who was to buy the children and Jane. There was no way any magician had entered as well.

At the port of Foth, they saw fleets of ships about three hundred, just like Ace said and as terrifying as it looked, they already had their mind made up. They came to land, all holding their grease-covered sticks. Ace cast the overshadowing spell on them all, so the guards positioned around the ships wouldn’t see them. Edward used his magic to open the ships’ tanks and their oil flowed out as they all ran toward the port where the ship stayed. The humans amongst them would cover the closest ships, while those possessing supernatural strength and speed would cover the ships far away, according to plan.

I found out that Kim was starting with Water magic, Alice was starting with Earth magic, Matt was starting with Life magic, and Cam was trying to learn Light shield. Cam told us that he learned that magic of different elements than the casted spell would block against the magic but only for a limited time. Each shield had a certain amount of mana hit points that would decrease as it was struck with magic, however, magic of the same element would pass right through the shield.

“That one is a werewolf belonging to some pack for sure. Drop her off the next shore. Can’t have troubles with those idiots. Erase her memories, Nox. They are tightening the security…” Before I could try to speak something, my jaws shut on their own. My hands curled on my back involuntarily and it felt like the air had hit me to my knees. Verity did something with her watch before she too was pushed to her knees, probably sending emergency signals to the AAC, but I wonder if it’d be of any use now. The ship had already entered the mist barrier of Xafran that rendered all electronic devices that didn’t run on magic useless. “Be careful with that one, Nox, you fucking wizard! Don’t damage our

Berfomet smiled. “Berfomet where are you going!” Aisha asked. “Watch me!” Berfomet planted his feet on the deck placing his claws firmly upon the fang of the beast and with little effort, he pushed the massive 500-ton ship with only a simple flex of his arms. The beast sensed the presence of another apex predator and began attacking the ship with its massive tendrils the Tide Hunters and Wave riders fought back against the beast’s tendrils but to no avail. As they sliced off one of the beast's tendrils 2 more take their place, the mages tried to burn off the tendril as their magic was only causing an annoyance rather than killing the creature.

Fornute is on their side. Albin, with his magic, held the ship in one piece and above the sea; the ship would have sunk already. The captain moved the ship far away from the scaur, but it wasn't enough. "Brace for impact!" the captain yelled. The crew moved to the left, grabbed anything that they could hold. The scaur slashed the left side of the ship. Pieces of wood went flying in all directions. Albin casted a spell, the water stopped pouring in to the hole. They were alive for now. The ship continued on its voyage.

That was the strangest thing about this mystery. "What happened a week ago?" Belle asked, dreading the answer. "Oh." Damien chuckled. "Now that would be telling." Looking about the room, Belle could hazard a guess. An insanely unlikely one. 'Magic spells only work in fiction,' she thought. Still... what other explanation was there? If she were crazy, surely she wouldn't be aware of her condition. Crazy people don't know they are crazy. "Whatever you've done, please make it stop," she asked, staring at him with pleading, tear-filled eyes.

"I’m not with the Ministry. I’m here for the baby." "Why?" June said, clutching her stomach. "Margaret’s gone! The magic is broken!" Marcus shook his head, pointing at June’s gray scar. "Margaret didn’t design your baby, June," Marcus whispered. "She just wanted to use it. The baby isn’t a battery. It’s a map." Marcus held out his hand, but his gaze stayed fixed on June’s scar as it moved. Numbers appeared in the shape. "The ship’s not heading to the islands, June," Marcus said. "The Auditor lied. The ship’s been on autopilot since we left the city."

"A flagship?" I whispered, the word feeling like lead on my tongue. "They’re turning the Earth into a ship?" "Not just a ship," Fenris said, his face illuminated by the flickering red status screens. "A **Dreadnought**. They’ve realized that the 'Intersection'—this hybrid of magic and data—is the perfect fuel. They aren't going to process us one by one anymore. They’re going to fuse the entire biosphere into a singular, sentient engine."