Supernatural Exorcism Latin Words の小説・ストーリー

’ I repeated the message as we were being hauled back to our cells. I don’t know what the green power was, but I knew every word the witch said to Tiberius. She was casting a spell of some kind. Somnus. Tantum evigila mandato meo. Servite et vivite. Deficio, et morior. Sleep. Awake only by my command. Serve and live. Fail and die.

He met Sarah's reassuring gaze and slowly made his way toward Hezell. "We have less than three minutes," Hezell began, extending his hand outward. Marcus mirrored the gesture and closed his eyes. "3, 2, 1..." Marcus counted in unison with Hezell, their voices melding as they recited the incantation together, "In tenebris et umbrae, obscuritas et sermo, Barrierae magicum, depone te nunc ergo. Virtutem latentem ex astris traho, Oberratores divinae, fenestram aperio. Serpens viam aperiat, luce nova melius, Per hoc verbum mysticum, barriera dissolvi."

"In the Name of Jesus Christ, our God and Lord, strengthened by the intercession of the Immaculate Virgin Mary, Mother of God, of Blessed Michael the Archangel, of the Blessed Apostles Peter and Paul and all the Saints! And powerful in the holy authority of our ministry, we confidently undertake to repulse the attacks and deceits of the Devil! God arises; His enemies are scattered and those who hate Him flee before Him! As smoke is driven away, so are they driven; as wax melts before the fire, so the wicked perish at the presence of God!" Xavier vomited on the floor with his body jerking violently. "Stop it! I order you to stop!" "Behold the Cross of the Lord, flee bands of enemies! The Lion

I could hear and feel the blood in me. “Make it stop!” I shouted and cried. The pain was unexplainable, it was so thick and weird. I felt like my blood was boiling. Sweat formed on my forehead and my body stretched unnaturally. “Exhaurire cruor - coetus potentia!” “Exhaurire cruor - coetus potentia!” They kept chanting, causing me pain. “Stop this nonsense, Mom!” Collins yelled at his mother. The entire coven had surrounded us and they kept chanting the words in unison.

All the students stared at him in amazement, and he wasn’t even in the air yet. “As you know, we use the Latin tongue for spellcasting. It is our ancestorial language and therefore, most of our spells and curses are in the Latin language.” Most nodded, already knowing this information. “Can someone tell me what the Latin word for ‘Upward’ is?” “Sursum,” Damien whispered to himself. I wasn’t surprised he knew the answer already. It was Sarah who raised her hand first and Professor Howl nodded for her to answer. “Sursum,” she answered confidently.

I chorused, and she shot me a surprised but very impressed look. "That's really good!" She turned to Magnus and said, "Time to take off Elliot's cloak. Down, we need to pull your spirit out first." He did so, and thus the ritual began. "Expellimus spiritum, ut corpus restauratur. Ut animus verus, in sede sua resurgat." "We expel the spirit to restore the body. So the true soul may rise again in its seat." "Animus errans, revertaris! Corpus proprium recipias!"

I growled angrily. She laughed hysterically. "See that's what you don't seem to understand. You call them sacrifices but you are not understanding the word. It's derived from the Latin word, Sacrificium, an offering to a deity, a sacred rite. A necessary evil" she laughed darker, "And it is necessary for me to have the Shaul's magic. It's was meant for me and you won't stop me" I tried breaking free but Rowena's magic kept me pinned.

“Do you know how many souls, how much strength that has gifted me? You must know I can control the hearts and minds of your every enforcer—” The former priest kicks his way free of the weakened, necrotic grip of the demon’s current host. The second that strangle hold stops cutting off his breath, the Latin verse starts rolling from his lips. “Omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Lustra! Lus—”

What more could he do? Resolving himself he carefully opened up his tattered book to the bookmark and began to read out loud the incantations. Lifting his hands high up he spoke loudly “Ut dignum offeram! Sanguine mundum veni foras! (I offer to the one worthy to receive. By the blood of the pure, come forth!). Nothing happened. His heart shook in fear. “Ut dignum offeram! Sanguine mundum veni foras!” He screamed once more, and once more nothing happened.

The officer shouted pointing the gun at him. But Nicolas wasn't having a seizure. His hand, even cuffed, began moving in the air, tracing symbols. Elena went white. "He's channeling. Even cuffed, she's still using him." "Death comes," Nicolas continued, his voice deep with dark magic "Mother's blood. New moon sacrifice” One of the younger officers stepped backward. "What the hell is he saying?" "Latin," Elena said quietly. "Ancient Latin. He's prophesying."