Supreme Magus 1513 Novels & Stories

A bed was immediately pushed into the room and was placed beside Archibald’s. Massimo placed the alpha’s body on the bed. He then stood in place, closed his eyes and chanted a spell. His arms and legs returned to their original forms. His teeth and sharp nails receded down to normal. He stretched his body with a groan. “Get Hans,” he then called out. “I’m here, master,” Hans, his faithful servant and his greatest magus, said. He kneeled on one knee and bowed at him. “What can I be of service with?”

Leto snarled. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Leto questioned curtly. "Mr. Mabry, the Supreme Magus is summoning you to the conference hall for a meeting." "Am I the only one he summoned?" "No, Mr. Mabry. He has also summoned the High Priestess and the six other elders." Leto quirked a brow. What could've made Hadrian Jarrow, the Supreme Magus of the Hexen Coven, summon all seven of the coven elders as well as Narcissa Sable, the High Priestess, for a meeting?

“Can we at least go get something to eat while we discuss this delusion of yours further? We have to be ready for the trials at 07:30 and its 06:00 now.” I grabbed some clothes and put them in my bag along with a towel and a water bottle. “Okay – lets go” We walked down the stairs and out of the house trying not to wake Lucy. No one spoke a word as we walked towards the café. We found a table and sat down ordering breakfast and a lot of coffee. “Do you even know what a supreme is?” She suddenly asked “Of course – she is like the über priestess.” I answered. “No, the Supreme Alpha is a gift bestowed only on the those worthy of the moon goddess”

His eyes held secrets untold, and his aura spoke of power harnessed from the depths of the arcane. Within the grand halls of the castle, the magician was greeted with a mixture of awe and trepidation. King Maximilian, donned in regal attire, stood at the forefront, his expression a mask of anticipation and desire. The magician's voice resonated through the chamber as he addressed the gathered courtiers and the king himself. He spoke of the ancient rituals and dark arts that he would employ to extract Isabella's powers. He promised a transfer of strength, a transference that would bind the powers of the princess to the king's own essence.

The Supreme knew this would happen, as they were no longer powerful—mere shells animated by black magic. “In the coming months, Zumir will be crowned and will become the new Supreme,” Queen Alyada said. Supreme Atcandis smiled at his wife’s words. Centuries ago, Prince Zumir was still a child when he first saw in him qualities befitting a Supreme. Since Prince Asmal had no interest in the throne, focusing only on growing their businesses and wealth, he had devoted his attention to the youngest child.

Sliding up the side of the shack as he cradled his pained shoulder. “More fine, now.” Magus had stepped back from the structure, facing it as he crossed his forearms before him. He slowly unfolded them. Leaving what looked like a green rainbow in their wake. Brighter lights glimmering from his fingertips as he curved them in his concentration. His face written with tension and his lips murmuring as he whispered words too low for even my wolf ears to catch. Then he sent out a streaming green light from each hand, which wrapped around the base of the shack in both directions.

Xavier hummed in agreement before ending the call. He pulled out the papers from his pocket and started deciphering it. He studied them properly : -------------------- WOLFSBANE Organisation→ serum → superhuman Head not human Scientists — humans? Maybe or no Chief → def. Not → superhuman? In New York? No… Organisation → human → mage Ravenwood → forest Human → mage → war? possibly Royal family → extended - no - yes Big chain Humans → pawns Chief → Ald --------------------

Maximus becomes lost in thought but then laughs, 'Yeah, but we know you're a werewolf, not a witch, so his comment doesn't matter,’ Maximus says. 'Then why do I have the ability to heal Maximus?' I ask him. He stiffens in thought for a moment, then looks back at me, 'I-I don't know... perhaps the Moon Goddess blessed you with the ability herself?' he says. 'Maximus, if your parents tried to save and protect the witch mate of the Dark Moon Alpha, then why are you enemies?' I ask, confused.

"Nonsense! On the Land of Infinity, everything is divided into high and low levels. The magical weapon is a special instrument above the ordinary instrument. There are thousands of kinds and functions. But regardless of the changes, the classification of the level is consistent, from Level Nine to Level One, to Highest Grade, Super Grade, and Supreme Grade, twelve grades altogether. The lowest is Level Nine, while the highest is Supreme Grade. The magical weapons of Supreme Grade are all created by the world and have the power of destroying heaven and earth... Forget it, it's useless to talk to you so much now. And there's something subtle and mysterious, you'll know it later.” The Sword Mas

“Let’s have the renewal of vows tomorrow.” I feel him take a sigh of relief as he relaxes. Then he gathers me and imprisons me in his arms again. As things quiet down, I smile as I bury myself in his embrace again. Tomorrow, these servants will talk about how much their Lycan king is enamored with the returning Ordinary Mage Serra. They will start feeling my influence in this kingdom, and soon, it will be the reality. ***************************** When Claire informs me that Gideon has started working on the documents for our renewal of vows, I gather my cloak and make my way to the Magical Department. It is on a separate annex, a way to mitigate the risk for most of the dangerous experiment