Supreme Magus Manga Novels & Stories

A day or so, had passed since that conversation and Alexis spent most of her time holed up, trying to read through the thick books Emilia had left her. The books were more packed than her college books and shortly after her head would be spinning. Terms like, central mana, epidermal mana, mental mana and emotional mana. After a while she had to read through the same pages multiple times, barely grasping an understanding. One of the books, the one on magical creatures was actually interesting. It had long chapters that focused on a single creature, it was packed with their abilities, mental capabilities and even hobbies and preferences with dislikes labeled boldly. Warning the readers not to

"Because you succeeded. The combination of these bloodlines has turned you into the Supreme Luna. You are the most powerful in the world, commanding everything. Compared to the Alpha Supremes, you are like their own moon goddess. You are our ticket to a world where wolves no longer exist. You will avenge the death of all the witches of my people in my name." "I WON'T DO THAT!" I shout with hatred in my voice, and then I sense a sting in my back, and my vision becomes blurred and darkened. "You will, Supreme. We are your creators," I hear a mocking tone in Scarllet's voice. "Have sweet dreams, my dear." Then I sense nothing, hear nothing, see nothing. I fall into a deep abyss and lose myself

Grand Magus stands, twisting her hands in embarrassment as she orders her people to cover me once more. "Of course, you must rest for the delivery of your egg," She takes a backwards step, bowing so deeply that I can see the swirling tattoos that trace the length of her spine. "I will send someone to leave a tray outside for your breakfast. I will await your arrival in the practice room when you feel fully recovered."

As lovely a shade of purple as the dress I now wore. I gave Magus a heartfelt look. “You’re the very best kind of mage!” I threw myself at him to grip him in a tight hug. “And the best of friend!” “Whoa, whoa, whoa…I leave her in your hands for only a few minutes and return to find you wooing her.” “Hardly.” Magus grinned. “I prefer my women far more savage.” Hawk shook his head. “I have heard that.” They both chuckled. I had stopped hugging Magus and all I could do was stare, mesmerized.

she said to him as they kept walking. She stood in front of a basket that had crystals in it. "I created you from one of these crystals and from the river." She said to him, smiling. That's why your wolf is different. You're destined to be the Supreme Alpha, but I want you to know that you have to prove that you're worthy of the position. Very soon, chaos will break in the world, your ability to unite and bring peace to the world will determine if you will be the supreme Alpha or even the supreme leader of all supernaturals.

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."

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