Romans & histoires Thunderous Wizards

My lungs struggled to expand. The core of the hall was madness. Spells had torn the space apart. Enchanted wind blades whipped through the air like guillotines, slicing through stone, wood, and flesh with no discrimination. Arcing bolts of lightning exploded through the roof and ricocheted off the walls. From above, spears of ice rained down like divine punishment, skewering the already broken floor. And in the center—the Lords, three of them, channeling their power together. But even with their combined might, their opponent was something else entirely.

Triumphant. “Well, well,” he said, his voice booming through the hall. “Our precious Bella, taking innocent lives already? How convenient.” He lifted his hands, and with a crack of dark power, the air split. Circles of fire spiraled open across the courtyard. One after another, witches stepped through, their cloaks whispering against the stone. Wizards followed, robes heavy with charms, their staff glowing faintly. Then the wingbeats thundered overhead, dragons, descending from the skies, their scales glinting like molten gems.

Soren gasped, his head snapping back as his dark eyes turned completely white, the veins in his neck bulging under his skin as my magic flooded his system. "What are they doing?" the Elder shouted from the alley, her calm demeanor vanishing instantly. "Stop them! Break the threshold!" The two hooded warlocks raised their obsidian spheres, throwing two massive bolts of violet lightning directly into the doorway. The blast never reached us. A solid wall of raw, shimmering energy erupted from the space between Soren and me, expanding outward like a shockwave. The force hit the incoming spells, shattering them in mid-air with a sound like breaking glass. The concussive wave blew out through the

> Wow…the [Curative Words] that combine both [Life] and the [Apply] attributes to replicate a quick regeneration of the cellular tissue was strong enough to restore the meat to its original state… It canceled the cooking thinking it was burning injuries…this spell sure is cheat! But…it sucks a great deal of mana and requires a lot of concentration… And now that I have restored the meat to a fresh state…let’s cook it! I drew a glyph around the plate, using Space attribute to control the movement of molecules and generate a wave of heat that will cook this duck for me! The spell name is… [Words of Thermo]! This spell that manipulate motion in space to generate heat! It could come in handy in t

I can feel their emotions swirling around in my core, and it makes me feel dizzy with nausea. “Kill them!” A voice screams out. “Yes, kill the males that dare threaten us!” Another cries out. “Behold your wrath and put your trust in our Blessed One,” The Light Oracle, Lagertha, steps forward, lowering her hood and standing by my side. “We need to stand together. We have been attacked by far worse in the past. Only because they yield weapons that can hurt us from a distance does not mean we are entirely defenceless against humans. Our Kindred warriors are larger, quicker, and bear the knowledge of our lands. We do not desire to kill them.” The Light Oracle says with complete faith.

~RIKAS~ “Is that the Dordon Wizard’s scripture?” Thalia asked in a surprised tone I looked at the old scripture in Rotip’s hand again. “Yes. This is it. And that staff over there is the Wizard Garius real staff. Our eyes travelled to the staff first, and then came back to the old scripture “It is really written in Arohemik?” Thalia directed her question to Rotip “Its written in some kind of language which only the descendants of the pure soul mystical white sorceress can read”

Lightning crawls across the sky, coyote-gold chasing violet, the air crackling electric with promise and fear. The storm queen is ready. The Blood Wizard System is maxed. The pack is unbreakable. And the next storm? It’s coming. But this time… We’re the ones bringing the thunder. With everything we have. Because we know what it feels like to almost lose it all.

For he called my true name with the authority of the beaded crown giving to him by the Eledunmare the creator, for which all must bow to his will, he compelled me to come back, having no choice but to retreat, shaming me before my adversary and wounding my pride in the process, with one last howl of rage I was drawn back through the portal he summoned back into Orun Alakeji the realm of gods. “Oh,’’ Obiora finally said, disappointed, "it was not your fault though, the sky king had to be such a chicken, the other thunder god would understand, with the stupid pact and all, about time someone set gods from different pantheons against each other for some sell out WrestleMania, I know you would h

Waldo Roy Wizard uses a magic weapon of lightning to strike a peach wood sword, containing lightning, and is in charge of killing, but Cadell Marcus also understands Thunder Law, and also uses Thunder Law to attack Waldo Roy Wizard. Both people's levels are high and low, just one move can be seen clearly. After that Waldo Roy Wizard rolled down to the ground, he quickly turned around and climbed up. There was no such thing as a pioneer's bones.