Versatile Mage Light Novel Novels & Stories

As the battle raged on, Ava drew upon the full extent of her capacities, her soul blazing with light and shadow. In a final, hopeless shot, Mariachi unleashed his most important spell, a surge of dark energy that hovered to consume them all. But Ava stood establishment, channelization her magic into a defensive hedge that shielded her companions. With a cry of defiance, she struck back, her power surging forth in a brilliant explosion of light.

Finally, he steps aside, gesturing for me to enter. The room is dark, lit only by the flickering glow of enchanted flames. The air is thick with the scent of burning herbs and old magic, a cloying mix that makes my head spin. I collapse onto the stone floor, my body trembling uncontrollably as the mage begins his work. He chants in a language I don’t understand, his hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. The pain doesn’t subside; it intensifies, waves of agony crashing over me until I’m gasping for breath.

I checked the system to see the list of my skills Main skills: [Mana Mastery] [Magic Mastery] [Dark Magic] [Space Magic] [Enchant Magic] [Psychic Magic] [Evil Eyes] [Abyss Magic] [Martial Art] [Magic Craft] Sub skills: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance] [Evil Eye of Distortion] [Evil Eye of Illusion] [Evil Eye Grudge] [Mana Records] [Take Over] [Telekinesis] [Space Maneuver] [Force Field] [Pain infliction] [Provocation][Dark Manipulation] [Curse Magic] [Puppet Mastery] [Totem Magic] [Witchcraft] [Necromancy] [Time Arc] [Archive]

The Lorths' magic was distinct in that it required them to tear a page from a book and repeat the incantation in order for it to work. Only beginners had to bring their scriptures to a fight, according to Nelanian. Yulcite mages who had mastered Religion magic had mastered their scriptures and did not need to carry them to a fight. The quality of a Lorth's grimoire, on the other hand, may be used to rank them. Grimoires with soft covers showed that the mage was still a novice, while those with finer covers, such as leather or embellished covers with gems and gold, showed that the magician was at a higher level. When Nelanian saw the brilliant ruby on the grimoire's cover, he knew he couldn't

The nine stood around the circular table that he had once hidden under with Layana, it felt like so long ago, a tiny smile crossed his lips as he reminisced on their night together, it had only been a few hours since he had seen her, but he missed her already. “This is a very dangerous game my king,” Adantero the Metal Mage said, his grey eyes sharp, he was a man in his mid-40s. “One that we must play, what do you know about the ability of the Dark Lord?” Evaan asked them, “The spell to check If he possesses an ability will not work,” Caylen the Water Mage spoke, his pale blond hair falling in front of his pale blue eyes. Gabriel the Fire Mage nodded; he was a man in his early 50s.

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

A low groan escaped his lips as blood surged from the wound. Instinct overtook thought. He drove his fist into the creature’s side with force enough to send it crashing against the stone wall. A sharp whimper followed, teeth bared in fury as it staggered upright once more. The beast charged again, this time tearing into his arm with such ferocity that a ragged piece of flesh came away in its jaws. Vargr cried out, pain searing through him like fire. Before he could recover, the wolf shifted back into its master’s form. The mage’s hands lit with cruel power as he hurled spheres of dark flame toward him, one after another, until Vargr collapsed, body broken and breathless.

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

Slate gave her a thankful smile and then said, “I won’t need to sleep long.” She returned the smile, and he sank down, rolling onto his side so he was looking away from her. Nya took a deep breath and tried not to stare at his muscular back. Soon, his breathing began to even out, and she knew he was asleep. Pulling her eyes away, she focused on the dancing flames of the fire and wondered if those soldiers of Beelzanborg defending the Heart of Magic had any idea what they were about to face. The flames that danced before her were created by magic, a magic the man sleeping next to her embodied. If he was given the opportunity, he could reduce every single one of the soldiers to the tiny pieces

Unlike dragons, wolves were not immune to magic. Just then, the Mage stumbled as she reached the golden stool of the master of the temple, coughing up blood. Taking advantage of the witches' distraction, Y took his precious hostage and ran with the rest of his army, since they couldn't fight with their wolves unable to transform. The betrayal Waai had seen coming, just not so soon. He was expecting to end the Mage after she had taken care of Dom and his dragon, but she took the step too early.