Novel & Cerita Supreme Magus Manga

Which, unfortunately, is sporadic for me. Because I can’t focus. Or because I’m the worst mage in mage history. “Hey, Magus, I called softly ahead of me.” “Yes?” He turned around. I knew because I could barely see the silhouette of his head and shoulders. And I heard the rustling of branches and the crunch of twigs. “If you know how Beasts came to be. How did mages emerge?” “It’s said that the great Fey King bred them himself.” Magus said simply. “That’s how it’s written in the histories.”

His name was Yama, the most senior Warrior of The Hunter's Guild. Yama was known for his deadly attack - capable of knocking down a buffalo with 1000 Health Points in a single attack. However, Yama's attack is ineffective against Magmar, a female-bodied World Boss with a long, snake-like lower body. Magmar is the summoner of lightning and carries a deadly weapon: two magic sword blades. Since Magmar is a magical creature, defeating her quickly requires magic weapons and Nebula energy. Meanwhile, Warriors like Yama relied on physical strength and Mingzhu energy.

Along with Maxime, Spartacus, and Legolas, who guarded the border, Magus was another Almighty Demigod in the squad. He was an expert in the practice of shamanism. According to legend, he was the sole heir to the legendary Aretuza Peaks. This old man was the true Aretuza Mage. Magus was unquestionably much more potent than Mount Aberrants’ successor, Jabir. The shamanic sects of the Celestial Empire had long been in decline due to the changing times and the speed at which technology was developing. Magus had been living in seclusion for years and had paid little attention to worldly affairs since the squad rarely needed his help.

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.

"The ambient energy... they’re draining the moonlight right out of the room!" From the shadows of the collapsing ceiling descended a figure taller than the rest, clad in robes etched with the ancient glyphs of the Outer Threshold. The Grand Magus of the Cult of the Void smiled beneath his cowl, his voice echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. "The bloodlines of the mortals are so fragile," the Magus whispered, a sound that made the remaining glass vibrate. "You have fought well, children of the fallen king. But your spark belongs to the Deep. Yield, and your deaths will be quick."

But her heart was pounding thinking there was possibility to be mage but soul ocean was the main reason to be a mage. A person could only be called mage when he would be able to activate his soul power. Magic was the power which a soul contained. But of course they don’t have soul protector. In the whole destroy of magic and mage; there was no any record which could describe her present condition. “Of course, you are my boss. So, my contractor also has to be equally powerful as me. I have so-called pride too you know.” Oggil replied. His nose suddenly became so long that Alexis couldn’t help but to shake he heard helplessly.

Tripp yelled at Maximus as he pointed at Sebastian. Maximus began calmly doing the footwork for the Square Steps. When he reached the center of the hall, he stood still and said arrogantly to Sebastian, "Young man, I know that you're also from a mystic martial arts sect. "However, I reached a very high level ages ago, and I've already broken through to the Supreme Grandmaster stage. I don't want to make things difficult for you, so if you destroy your training and kneel to admit your wrongs, I can consider sparing your life."

“My answer is specifically for your question, and now that you at least have an idea of who I am, let me formally introduce myself, Sakamaki Yuu.” I felt my fingers twitch, from that statement. Has he known about me all along? The unknown male bloomed a smile again. Although he is someone unfamiliar, I have to admit that I was entranced by his smile. His smile made him look kind. “My name is Noel Kieran.” He began, while placing his right hand over his chest and bowing down a bit. “A mage, though not from your world.” He then stood back up. “I believe you are well acquainted with one of my vassals, Izana. He’s the one who informed me of you.”

She knew Oceana had received the highest mage rank, Archmage, at a very young age of 35; no one had reached the same rank ever since. It was written that to reach the highest rank Archmage, the mage had to obtain three elemental rings — one for every element — and the same person should also be able to cast the highest tier spell for the element. Oceana was also appointed as Arcanus' principal as the other races also believed in her skills. Needless to say, the Archmage in front of Mariana achieved it all. Her only weakness was talking to crowds. Mariana, however, didn't mind, even though it was getting more irritating for the majority of the students as they listened to her speak.

“Right. The last principle. It’s very simple. The speed at which you can do the spell is relative to what the spell is and what you’re capable of doing. Top-tier spells usually take longer to do than low and mid-tier spells. But if you’re very powerful and disciplined enough, it can be done. Only a few could reach that height of efficiency that any magician would only dream of becoming.” “How do they do that? Cast spells faster.” “I’m not sure. There are no documented writings on how to get to that kind of level. Most powerful magicians keep those secrets to their graves. You’d be lucky if you get a master as skilled as that and teach you.” “Well, I’m fine. I’ve actually been told that I don