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Then, the other magicians joined in, aiding the head of the magicians, giving the darkness that Hashim intended to make. “Darkness? Don’t be kidding me. Dragons are the strongest in the dark.” Hashim smirked. His opponent seemed flustered to see a large amount of darkness created by them. It was indeed true. Dragons used to be the strongest in the dark. But not anymore. “This smell…” They kept on chanting their own spells, ignoring the chatting around them. In this operation, Hashim, the magicians, and Samuel were important. “This smell!!!” The opponent turned their head to Hashim. “Stop it.”

He spat on the ground and burnt his enemies with his magical fire. Eric followed the sorcerer priest who ran around the battlefield—so fast. They moved sprightly that it seemed no one could see them anywhere. He finally grabbed a hold of the sorcerer priest’s loincloth. They stopped just a short distance from the two kings who were fighting against each other; both were already bruised and bloodied in their face, thighs and arms. “Stop… running… around!” He punched the sorcerer priest thrice right on the nose. The latter bled; his eyes seemed to curse Eric but the foreigner appeared to grow stronger every time while his powers got weaker by the time.

" Or there may be a spell to hide it. “You can,” Octavius said, nodding vehemently. He snapped his fingers, and his neck, as if preparing to enter a fighting ring." There are several types of wizards and witches in our world. The best are druids, they connect with nature. The wisest are shamans, and also have a great power coming from the earth. But there is the bad side, and those who tarnish the human stories and legends about witches as a whole, who are the supreme sorcerers, and these, your majesty, are the biggest causers of problems in our world. They have an arsenal of incredible magic. They don't need a Grimoire of Shadows to remember the spells and rituals, they ARE the very Grimoir

After all, not everyone had the intelligence to follow the path of scholars. “Last question: who is your master” Abelard asked. For someone to easily grant the power of an above-mortal realmer to mortals so easily could only mean he was very strong. Abelard wasn’t experienced enough to clarify the strength of this person, but he knew one thing for sure: this person was way stronger than him! It was likely that the mysterious master was stronger than Abe. After meeting Mane’s parents, Abe had come to realize that there were several hidden forces on Zandor. Maybe the mystery backer was as strong as Ray and Alexis.

That if anything had gone wrong, the sorcerer would not leave to see another day. Before Lorin could react, Alden lunged at him, grabbing him by the throat. Since regaining his powers, he had become much more stronger and faster than he ever was. Lorin's attempt to free himself was futile, Alden's grip was like a vise. The sorcerer's desperate clawing was a stark contrast to his usual composure, a confirmation of Alden's worst fear. “Brother, stop!” Karken yelled, his voice filled with urgency. He rushed towards Alden, trying to pry his hands off Lorin's throat. But even Karken was no match for Alden's strength. No less when he was consumed by a primal fury.

They may have lost a lot of comrades, but they stand on the winning side. They unsealed the spell. They are great when it comes to close combat, but it will be hard for them during the start of the war. The Prince of the Werewolves is the one who brings the victory. He used his fang to chop it off. The Wizard is indeed strong, but once they are in close combat, the table will turn itself. In order to win, they must organize a well-prepared strategy, but they are outweighed by the knowledge of Werewolves' Prince.

(Alfred) Smoothly he put on his business face when he faced, the annoyed Elijah. I wondered in a fight which were stronger, Elijah or Alfred, both of them were quite mysterious in strength, Elijah despite her damaged Magic Core, she still can cast a fairly heavy damage spell and her physical strength, is the highest in Aeternum placing her in second just to mine. As for Alfred, he was a millennia old Lich, that alone explain his magic strength, but in term of physical strength probably Elijah can easily snapped him in half. “Alfred…if both of you were to fight…who would win?..”.

The sorcerer unleashed his most powerful spells, each one more devastating than the last, but we stood firm against the onslaught. With a mighty roar, King Edward charged towards the sorcerer, his sword held high as he called upon all his courage and strength. I unleashed a barrage of enchanted arrows, each one finding its mark amidst the enemy ranks. Together, we fought with an unbreakable determination, pushing back the dark forces that sought to overwhelm us. The sorcerer's face contorted with rage as he realized that victory was slipping from his grasp. With a final burst of dark energy, he unleashed a cataclysmic spell that tore through the battlefield, shaking the very foundations of t

Alex said. Damon stopped and turned to him, giving him a look. “But there is one and I shall find her, I swear it.” He said hurriedly. “A sorcerer who doesn't need spells,” Damon said recalling the physician’s words. “How much more chaos is she capable of?” “She won't live long enough for us to find out, she shall have the same fate as the ones who dared us before her.” And Alex’s voice came out chilling, he clenched his fist with a hard look straight ahead.

At the same time, I was preparing several spells to deal the finishing blow and also to counter anything that he would do. “The Scarlett King is dead. He is one being that I do not ever want to cross paths with.” “And why is that?” I asked further. “He is considered the strongest of the strongest. A being even greater than the Dragon Emperors. There are no Astral Arts or Magic Spells that he cannot master. No challenge that he cannot conquer. No foe that he cannot defeat. The epitome of power one could reach. That is why, I dare not cross his path.” Noso explained.