Thunderous Wizards Novels & Stories

There are white witches, centaurs, werewolves, and many others. "Do not dream, Beta! Lord. Aries will soon come along with his son. You wait. Your death is already in sight. We will destroy this Pack as you destroyed rogue armies!" Beatrix laughed loudly. All her troops laughed too. They are still out of the territory because this Pack is already firmly protected by the White Witch's spell. No one could break through this defense except the White witch. Thunder suddenly came, snatching the tree that was near the palace fence. Made the tree instantly explode and let out a fire. They were all shocked because of the fallen tree. Is this a sign? Who makes the Thunder when the day is still bright

"Go to hell!" Rumble... Experts of the Thunder Dragon Clan, more than a thousand meters long, turned into their largest forms and rushed toward Zephyr with surging thunder power. Every single move they made carried endless lightning power, easily tearing apart the void. In fact, every breath they took could cause the entire world to tremble! This was the terrifying strength of a Magic Realm expert of the Thunder Dragon Clan! Just now! They were only using their oppressive might and the power of the rules to stop Zephyr. They did not intend to kill Zephyr at all.

Zeyric roared, his voice echoing with a terrifying, dual-toned resonance that sounded like both of them speaking as one. Malakor’s face finally twisted into genuine panic as he threw every ounce of his remaining strength into the staff, firing a second, wider beam of violet destruction toward them. "Incompetent whelp! Die with your little aristocrat!" "We don't break," Thalen gasped, dragging himself up onto one knee and placing his hand over Zeyric’s on the glowing wand. Together, their fingers fused over the focus as they swept the wand upward in a single, devastating arc. The white mana erupted from the tip like a miniature star, a blinding shockwave of pure elemental force that smashed d

Sawyer's expression turned monstrous, his eyes glinting venomously. Chandler nodded, staring at Wilbur. "You asked for this." Upon saying the words, Chandler let out a loud roar as he cast several spells in a row. "Way of Thunder!" A thick stripe of thunder shot out of his hands, hurtling toward Wilbur. This was a mid-tier spell, the Way of Thunder. Thunder spells had particularly terrifying destructive powers, and a Sanctuary level cultivator was skilled enough to wield them in a way that would have any Ambience level cultivator dead or at least heavily wounded.

Shhh—” Keep your voice down Harry, I'm sure there's been a lot of mysterious figures stalking us lately! Harry just nodded, and it didn't take long. Kirey came with tea already served on the table. The girl sat next to Harry with a frown on her face. Harry kept quiet, about who they were and the truth about it. They could only ask Travold alone. Although he did not know anything about the man, he could only hope that the man could come on time. And give them an explanation that can answer the questions that are in their heads. "Why are you guys so quiet? Are you guys telepathic right now?" Kirey interrupted the two living beings who were with her. She is very upset if ignored. Especially by

He didn’t have to after all, because he'd known that look all his life. “Brace yourselves, young ones,” the wizard continued, stepping back into the center. “What is to come next will tear you down. But it’ll also build you into more than you’ve ever been in the past years.” Then the drums started, one deep, long beat followed by others. Gradually growing from slow to faster and louder. The chants began next, rolling out in an ancient dialect from the wizard's tongue. It rattled the marrow in Wayne's bones, making the air in his lungs buzz. The sigils burned, and then the ear-deafening screams roared next.

She can literally no longer feel her legs anymore as she holds on tightly against Damon for support. "Kill him," the leader finally speaks with his voice booming loudly and echoing as though he is speaking through a microphone. Without hesitation, five of the wizards storm forward and stretch out their hands as a swirling energy evaporates all over their fingers, creating different ornaments of magical elements that create swords mystically from nowhere in each of their hands. "What the f—" Serena can barely complete her sentence as the first wizard storms over towards them, disappearing from his previous position and materializing suddenly directly in front of Damon and Serena.

Thorin jumped forward and swung his hammer horizontally across his front and multiple destructive thunderbolts stroke the ground and Rogue creating a large explosion that tore through several acres of land. “What do you have to offer, Son of the God King.”

"Let's make a move together and kill him first!" "Okay!" agreed Sian. He flung his golden lance to create several hundred feet long beams. The beams from the lance were extremely powerful as they resembled golden dragons. Wherever it passed, the space was crushed and shattered. Numerous earth, water, wind, and fire emerged. Since Tobias and Sian struck out, Uzair also made his move. With countless thunderbolts around his body just like Zeus from ancient history who was regarded as the god of thunder. The terrifying thunderbolt flew and stopped in front of his body. Transforming into a purple divine thunder which scared a lot of people as they felt it was a punishment from god. The moment it

The storm raged above them, an unrelenting force that distorted the sky into a mass of writhing black and crimson. The air was thick with the scent of burning ozone, and the land itself quivered beneath their feet, as though the world knew what was coming. Velora led the way, their ethereal form moving with an unearthly grace, their presence bending the very fabric of reality around them. Elior, Myrra, Bram, and Rael followed, their breaths ragged as they raced toward the Final Seal.