The Last Magician Series Novels & Stories

Suddenly, a black portal appeared before the two werewolf servants and they draw their sword to prepare for a battle. It even surprises King Solomon and Queen Elizabeth when a magician with red cloak and black mask appeared and they stood up on their feet. "Who are you? I thought King Abaddon already killed all the magicians and absorbed their powers!" asked one of the werewolves. The magician took off his black mask and spoke. "It has been a while King Solomon, I have never imagined that you will be in this dreadful situation!"

Covering the fingers should be enough for this spell. “Khambasa ga saori.” The revelation spell. A green smoke billowed from where the seal was and I watched as it swirled upwards and formed the image of a little girl. Games, games, games. The devil likes to play games. I smirked. There were plenty of devils in this world, but only two came to mind that was this infuriating. This is either Sufians’ doing... or Nailah's. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. Sabrina’s not that experienced in infusing magic yet, so it can’t be her.

said Aza as he put the plate in the sink, then took a bottle of water to take him to the room. The sound of the door creaking sounded in the quiet room, Aza immediately took the book then began to take a comfortable position to read it. "Among a group of magicians, the core of the magician itself is called the Cube magician who controls the crystal cube, there are eight cube magicians including blue, red, maroon, green, brown, white, gray and purple cube magicians," When Aza turned the next page, it was blank. "Huh? Empty? Give me a break!" grumbled Aza.

Currently, he was a level 25 magician or having a 25% breakthrough on his limiter. Not only the magician becomes stronger whenever they breakthrough. Their lifespan also would increase. And their aging becomes slower. There were even some rumors that a magician who leveled up beyond level 50 would be having a reverse aging. Where their visage would start to look younger and younger, the change in appearance would stop when you achieve your prime appearances. Mostly at the age when you're at 18 - 30 years old. But this was just an unproven rumor since no one had been reported yet that there was someone who achieved such a level of above 50.

The magician clicked his tongue, “If you know how many of my precious pets that had been destroyed by your brother then you wouldn’t say that to me. Do you not know how difficult it was to go against a whole village of werewolves?” “Werewolves, so they are real,” Shawn frowned at the peace of news. “I didn’t believe you when you said there are more creatures like Dominic at first but how do you feel to lose after spouting such confident statement that it would be easy to go against my brother?” The magician took his words as an offense but couldn’t say anything in response as it was true that he had failed his mission. “It was because of that woman,” scoffed the magician. “She is one of us b

Brook-ta-man looked sadly after Lusters retreated. - Farewell, my dear friend - thought the vampire, moving away from the mournful place. Lasters, despite his injuries, deftly crept up behind one of the sorcerers and immediately slashed his back, practically cutting it in half. The crunching of bones caught the second mage's attention, and he immediately began to weave a spell, but Lasters' lightning speed left him no chance. With a blade, he cut off the sorcerer's arm almost to the elbow and with his bare hands tore the heart out of the chest. Lycian collapsed on the wet grass as if he had been cut down. The wounds made themselves felt, Lusters dropped to one knee, holding on to the bleedin

, he tells his breathe fanning on my neck making every inch of it crawl in disgust. “you fucking animal! Leave me”, I snap at him pushing my fear away and use a spell to push him off me. He falls back on the other door as I hurriedly take this chance to open the door and get out from it but he was fast enough to hold me captive again. “I said she is not as weak she looks bro”, I driver comments chuckling. “put a gag in her pretty mouth so that she cant use her little magic”, the man who was driving suggest as I yelp in pain due to the twisting of my hand behind my back.

“Not enough for you?” I shook my head and gave a faint smile. “No. You do not need to chase me away. In a few days, I will disappear from this world. Then you can introduce the finest heiresses to Mr. Cardea. I will not be an eyesore anymore.” Morgan stared at me. A strange emotion flickered in her usually cold eyes. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but footsteps sounded outside the door. Her expression changed. She tucked the check away and returned to her usual harsh tone.

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

He simply stepped back to the perimeter of the pit, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his piercing silver eyes tracking my every movement like an apex predator evaluating a test subject. Across the Colosseum, partially obscured by the flickering torchlight, Denzel Darkmoor leaned silently against a stone pillar. His dark eyes were fixed entirely on me, his hands buried deep in his coat pockets where my mother's silver locket rested. I was completely on my own. "Begin!" Hawthorne shouted, bringing his arm down in a sharp, swift arc. Before the professor’s hand even hit his side, Susan moved. She didn't hesitate or test my range; she charged with terrifying shifter speed, a blur of motio