Sorcerer Rui Novels & Stories

I remark, taking a drag on my cigarette. “Hecate did not wish to associate herself with your line because, although you have magic running through your veins, everyone knows men succumb to the lust for power far faster than women do. You, Mi Rey, are a sorcerer, meaning you possess magic. The only sorcerer currently in existence in this world, for no man can possess magic save the descendants of Roja.” My eyes glimmer as I stare at her. Magic? I don’t think so…

The air was thick with apprehension, every rustle in the underbrush sending ripples of tension through the group. "Here they come." Lucas’s voice cut through the heavy silence, his silver-blue eyes tracking the cloaked figure emerging from the woods. The sorcerer's robe seemed to absorb the morning light, casting their face in shadow. They stood before the group, an ancient tome cradled in their arms. "The ritual," they began, their voice a low hum that resonated with power, "is one of great risk and sacrifice."

“I didn’t expect to see you so soon. I hope you had a pleasant trip.” I smiled at her. Roxy had been orphaned during the war with Dark Abyss. Her father, a formidable sorcerer, had passed down his magical lineage to her. Known for her exceptional combat sorcery skills, she was among one of the top sorcerers in Yurene. “It was fine,” I said simply, and then I glanced out at the field of trainees. “How are things going?” “The trainees are quick learners,” she replied, and she ran her hand through her wavy black hair. “We’ve been working on mastering basic fighting sorceries. They’re doing great.”

VINCE. Coming to these creepy woods and ancient caves wasn't on my bingo card whatsoever. But the downtown elder had referred us to come here instead. We're to meet a certain Mr. Ri. He's a sorcerer, and he's supposedly going to give us the answers to our questions. “I'd never understand why these sorcerers would live in creepy ass places like this.” Luke scoffed, dusting off a greeny, slimy shirt that just clung to his shirt.

Everyone chimed in unison. I glanced up and noticed General Rui at the armory. His physique strongly reminded me of General Cassius. Even though they were in entirely different fields, I couldn't help but compare the two in terms of their strength. General Cassius was a werewolf, so I assumed General Rui was a human. The former would undoubtedly be stronger than the latter, but perhaps there was some unique aspect to General Rui that set him apart, something that couldn't be easily found in just anyone.

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.

His presence was always unsettling, a constant reminder of the power he wielded; dark, ancient, and ruthless. He was no ordinary man. Marcus—no, not just Marcus. The sorcerer. The descendant of the annihilated Serpens Pack. The offspring of the twin who had outlived his people’s destruction and had clawed his way through centuries of vengeance, mastering dark magic in secrecy.

Being so polite? Ding Hao stared blankly for a moment and said, "Have we met?" As the man took off his black gold helmet, a handsome white face of a middle-aged man appeared. He had sword-shaped eyebrows, bright eyes, and a black beard. He said with a very kind smile, "My name is Zhi Ruoyu, guardian of the Giant Holy City. This time the Sage Battlefield opens and I'm the one responsible for receiving young talents from the provinces. That's why I know you. Brother Ding is so young and is an elite man. I didn't expect you could borrow infinite power from the natural Formation of earth veins, and woke up the formation spirit, which is really impressive." Note: Zhi Ruoyu, the actual meaning of

He crouched in front of the lifeless body and placed his hand on him I could only stand and watch, stunned to complete silence. In less than two minutes, the man rose and looked at me with scared eyes. “It is the same type I detected in the bodies of the warriors.” He took a step back from me, his eyes wide. “She is a very dangerous sorceress.” “We should kill her!” Someone from the crowd yelled. “Yes!” More voices mixed and screamed. Someone pushed through the crowd and when he came into view, it was my dad. My mom rushed into his arms, collapsing against him.

"Then why is Archer affected by the curse?" "Archer drew upon the curse's power, and now he's paying the price for it," Ryu elaborated. With this newfound knowledge, I stealthily made my way to Archer's room, guided by his distinct minty scent. Finding him, I saw his pale complexion and the IV in his hand; he appeared to be sleeping, yet he was undeniably weak. Gently, I caressed his hair.