The Other World's Wizard Does Not Chant Novels & Stories

I looked at her and her lips are moving but no sound was heard. I looked at Nick and he shrugged. My eyes turned to Zeke and his eyes were closed, his lips are also moving but no sound was heard. They are combining a chant. ‘Never saw a male wolf, uh, enchantress? What’s that called?’ Nick said in our mind. ‘Wizard. Warlock? I’m not sure.’ I haven’t saw a male wolf perform chants but now. It was a magic mastered perfectly by female. This is a new sight from us.

his voice in sorrow when he notice for the first time the Witches at the deepest hole bellow utteted a Majestic Spell that just add insult to the injury of the world. He sighed the defeat away, the Eternal Life just vanished to who-knows-where, so everything's in chaos, but never so if one would have thought the life of the world and the innocent that they may wipe out along the process. But this Witches do such that, they murmured the Spell that so ancient that no one will able to counterattack.

Constantine and I stood at the center, our hands locked together, and our eyes locked in a fierce, unwavering stare. As we chanted the incantation together, I couldn't help but feel that something was off. It was as if Constantine was not herself, as if her very essence was shifting and changing. Doubt gnawed at me, but I pushed it aside, focusing on the ritual. "Dlouhá česká fráze pro kouzlo," we chanted, our voices harmonizing as the ancient words flowed from our lips. The air around us seemed to crackle with power, and the ground beneath our feet quivered.

The game didn't sound so complicated, I was just a little apprehensive about using my powers again. "Is there a set spell to use for materializing the objects?" From what I remembered Aunt Celeste emphasized that all magic could only be completed by chanting but it takes a really powerful person to be able to chant in their head to perform a spell. In my case, I didn't need to chant anything at all when it came to certain magic. "Yes, all you need to chant is, 'Fier sor ah'. " I'm glad the spell wasn't complex. These were memorable words that wouldn't require much thought to remember.

"Take me to the human world" I commanded my brother and he unknowingly bow to my command. He looked puzzled by my command but knew even if he asked me he would got nothing out of me so instead he went to my father. My brother and father both stood side by side and I stood facing them. My father and my gaze locked with each other, the tension in the room build up as James waited for someone to broke the ominous silence and to his releif, it was my father who did it.

It's probably not that I keep forgetting but I choose to forget. Sometimes it's fun to play pretend in the real world when you can't get what you desperately want. (Note: if you haven't noticed it yet, the chapters are inspired with Taylor Swift's songs and lyrics since I'm a fan! :) )

You need to use chants to focus and release your power. Kevin started his chanting and the boar came towards his direction and he attacked the boar with his thunder magic spell without any barrier or anyone's protection. He was able to focus his mana and chant the spell within a few seconds and he attacked the boar. Bell was surprised by seeing it!!!!!!. Even if he just chanted the spell and for the beginners, they need to spend some time to get that much power. In Kevin's case, he just took a few seconds to chant and to use his power.

but how do you 'transfer'? "Hmm... Just lay down on the ground and close your eyes..." |...| "Okay? Now what?" "Just lay there! I'll start the ritual!" "..." "Wait a fucking minute, Nori! Ritual?! That sounds dangerous!" "Ne ad effugium animam: ad tempus illud dormitationem-" "Nori! Stop! This is too skeptical!" "It's alright, master! It's like you took a nap!" "And how long is that na-" "Hanc animam inanem et alius testa!"

“I can use the System to revive you, but on the condition that you go back and stop Lucien’s actions that are destabilizing the world. Otherwise, your world will collapse, and he will die.” Hearing that stirred nothing in me. I remained calm as I said, “He and I are over. Whether he lives or dies, I don’t care.” The man clearly didn’t expect that answer. He froze for a moment before adding urgently, “You’re right, Lucien doesn’t matter anymore. But what about the others? If this world collapses, they’ll all die too!” The others?

My skull feels like it’s being split open. What’s happening to me? Shapes blur at the edge of my vision. Two figures emerge from the shadows, robes dark, circles glowing at their fingertips. Their voices rise in a low chant. Not mages. Wizards.