Summoning Scrolls Naruto Novels & Stories

I know I broke his nose, possibly his orbital on his right eye. “Lock her in her room. I don’t want anyone going in or out. That includes Mayu and Hachiro.” Takashi gestured for them to take me away. “You seriously think you can hold me? That you can contain me? Nothing can or will stop Kitsune. Not when she wants blood. And there will be blood. This compound is going to be worthy of a horror film set when I’m done painting the walls red with your blood and the blood of anyone that dares to follow your commands.” I laughed as they dragged me away.

A guttural roar echoed as the beasts lunged toward us, their claws and fangs glinting in the dim light. “Fiona! Work fast!” Jin bellowed, his blade clashing against a shadowy hound that snapped at his throat. “I’m trying!” I snapped back, my heart hammering. My hands shook as I adjusted the dials and symbols, aligning them according to the scroll’s instructions. “Fuck.” Soren let out a furious cry as he drove his sword into the phantom’s shifting form, while Kai and Lyn fought to keep the summoned creature at bay.

The Silvermoon Pack, the scrolls revealed, was founded on the ideals of balance and understanding, a beacon of hope in a world torn apart by conflict. The scrolls also revealed the origin of the ancient runes, the powerful symbols Lyra had used in the battle against the Obsidian Pack. They were not merely symbols of power; they were keys to unlocking a potent magic, a magic that could be used for both good and evil. The runes, the scrolls explained, were the remnants of a forgotten language, a language that spoke to the very heart of the earth, to the energies that flowed through the world. The mastery of the runes could bestow incredible power, but it also required a profound understanding

The silence in here was scary, as though the very walls held secrets too dangerous to be spoken aloud. I made my way to the farthest corner of the room, where the oldest records were kept. The scrolls, sealed with wax, lay beneath heavy stone slabs. I ran my fingers over the brittle parchment, careful not to damage the fragile texts. One scroll, tucked away in a forgotten corner, caught my attention. It was bound in dark leather, much older than the others. My pulse quickened as I carefully unrolled it, my eyes scanning the text. The scroll mentioned the Soul Echo ability, but the details were sparse. Only a few lines were devoted to it. My heart sank as I read them:

It just knew it had fed and fed well. "You still have mana?" Miyori looked up from the blood sigils she'd drawn on the floor. They covered the entire office room in intricate patterns. Ancient symbols that made my skin crawl. "Yes. My pool is nearly infinite. It is surprising I lived a century on trickles." She nodded and stood up slowly. Her knees cracked when she did. "Bind with me." I looked at the sigils again. Really looked and my blood went cold. "You are summoning two?"

“But beware, the Goddess doesn’t bless those who look backward.” I had ignored that warning then. Now, I would ignore it again. I pulled the scroll from beneath the mattress — a thin roll of parchment wrapped in black silk. Faint runes shimmered across its surface, glowing silver in the dim light. Mind-link scrolls were forbidden outside royal use. They weren’t like normal letters. They carried emotion, memory, and truth, directly to the mind of the person you named. It was dangerous magic, but it was the only way to reach them without crossing borders.

“You’ve come to release me.” Iris stepped forward before Lucien could speak. She reached into her bag and withdrew the scroll. The parchment shimmered faintly, ancient sigils along its edges stirring to life… lines of power flaring and settling again as though barely contained. When Iris lifted it into the air, the forest itself seemed to lean closer, roots tightening beneath the soil. “Not until the contract is sealed,” Iris said evenly. Her voice carried no fear, only law. “This is not a bargain. It is binding.”

I fired back. "Okay, I understand!" Sturbridge paused and the pounding on the door became more severe. "The spirits of dizziness. You are the goddess's daughter, you can summon any of the spirits." "How do I summon them?" I asked eagerly. "Just repeat this loudly. Hayjozzy, the spirit of dizziness, I summon you and your subjects to attack my enemies!" he relayed while I kept watching his mouth. "I summon you, Hayjozzy and your subjects, attack my enemies!" I called out loudly but nothing happened.

Lisa showed them her remaining three opportunities. "Wow, they're all used for defense. Looks like all four seniors discussed this." Willow realized that Lisa's opportunities had similar functions as hers. "Alright. Let's look at what Chase got," Lisa said while looking at Chase. She was filled with curiosity. "That's right. Chase contributed the most in this. His opportunities must be much better than ours," Willow said as she perked up. "Let me see. The first is from Senior Tonks. It's a technique called Unbridled Double Divine Dragon. I can use it to summon a Divine Dragon that is one level more powerful than me.

Scott took a breath, trying to calm himself. “I am the Lurvine, a family of supernatural guardians. I summon to fulfill my pact.” He waited. But nothing happened. “I am the Lurvine, a family of supernatural guardians. I summon to fulfill my pact.” He repeated it and waited again. But after a while, still nothing happened. Had he failed? “Ahh…” The wound on his hand stung. It seemed he had cut too deep. Scott held his injured hand, stared at it, and sighed. It was all in vain.