Novel & Cerita The Darkest Minds Power

Somehow he's already read a fifth into the inch-thick book. "Dark Magic is a category of magic involved in what most individuals would observe as questionable. This indicates magic that can include mind manipulation, reading hearts, alchemical metamorphosis, and vortex transgress. However, Dark Magic is not by nature evil, and only by the appearance it gives does it have this name. Mind manipulation is utilized in certain majestic psychotherapy. Alchemical metamorphosis is utilized in acquiring rare earth metals such as cobalt, gold, iridium, and holmium. It is only the connotation that causes this magic to appear questionable."

"The power is making her lose her mind." But I'm not losing my mind. I'm trying to save it, and Tristan's life along with it. I need to go deeper. I need to find the source of this thing and talk to it directly. Closing my eyes even tighter, I let myself fall into the darkness that the power has created in my mind. I stop fighting against it and let it pull me down into whatever place it comes from. The physical world around me disappears completely. I can no longer hear the voices of my family, can no longer feel the mattress beneath my knees or the air moving through the room.

Chapter 55 — Aria's POV “You can have everything,” Dark-Aria whispered, her words echoing through the supernatural void. “Ultimate power. No more doubts. No more human weaknesses or more pain.” I stared at my darker self — perfect, powerful, and absolutely terrifying. She was everything I could become if I just let go. The raw energy radiating from her made my supernatural core ache with want. Her eyes, darker versions of my own, held centuries of potential power.

He needed to keep powering it up to stabilize it. If he could get his hands on a technique that could power up his soul, his soul could become indestructible. Kayson’s darksoul was getting stronger and more stabilized than it was yesterday. ”How good would it be if I could get my hands on a method to cultivate my mind? This way, even if I couldn’t absorb the dark energy, I’d be able to power up my darksoul as well.” Just when the thought surfaced in his head, he frowned, and his expression turned stern.

Yet, despite his formidable abilities, Jac faced a problem—he couldn’t enter the training room. This situation highlighted the price of such power. While using dark beast abilities temporarily enhanced strength and preserved intellect, prolonged use eventually impaired cognitive functions. Although dark immortals denied this, research by human immortals showed that captured dark immortals often exhibited rigid thinking. This rigidity increased with their training level and was statistically significant. The principle was straightforward: prolonged use of another species' power or language caused one's thinking to align with that species, becoming part of the external species’ mindset.

he spat through his teeth, his sadness turning to blind rage. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs just refused to work. My heart was beating way too fast as my body started to shake. He was coming back. He wanted to see us. The last time I saw that man, he had ripped my school shirt off me and had pinned me to the floor while he undone his pants. He was about to rape me when Jake and Liam came in and beat the crap out of him. Oh God, he was coming back. I replayed all of the beatings he handed out to me and Jake, all the touching that happened when I was alone with him, the whispered words and secret smiles. My vision started to get black spots as I hyperventilated. I was going to die I could feel

One micro-second to survive. I dropped my head, locking my gaze directly into the bloodshot yellow eyes of the leaping shadow-hound. Deep inside the dark, suppressed vault of my chest, I pulled a microscopic sliver of pure Moon-Gazer authority, not physical magic, but the ancient, terrifying Mind-Command of the Silver Royalty, a high-tier mental frequency capable of bending wild beasts to absolute submission. I released it through my eyes. An invisible, targeted pulse of raw mental pressure snapped forward in a narrow beam.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Even though it seemed like Andros had no intention of talking to him at all. Andros's facial expression still looked flat, although it was a little visible that he was quite shocked by what Naomi did. "So this is your game, you are cunning." "Thank you, I really like it." Naomi said with a creepy gaze that was blood red when she saw Andros do the same thing. "Do you know what you have done, now I have a good reason to finish you." Just now Andros will unleash the ability inherited by King Darkos, his father. But it was stopped when Brendi managed to lock his wrist. No matter what happened, they still couldn't let Andros do all that.

And yet,he was going to intercept all that with a normal punch. But somehow,she couldn't bring herself to leave where she was standing. The only reason why Erimense might be doing this,is because he was hiding his true potential.Ahe never knew Erimense could be this crazy. Erimense intercepted Darl's technique,(mind destroying technique) with a normal punch,but the consequences were grave. The technique Darl used,is a black art technique.This was founded by the Dark lord, hence it was practiced by his followers. Erimense watched as the black technique (mind destroying technique),Darl used,took it's effect on him.