Versatile Mage Mo Fan Novels & Stories

he said in realisation. I am a darkling playing a mage.

Able to tap into the mana force within him create lightning at will. He had half blue and half white hair, brown eyes and a slightly short stature. He never partook in fights, except when unavoidable. "Excuse me! Ma'am?" He called out. "My name is Buck and I'm a mage." He continued, "I don't want you to be caught unawares when the fight begins." "And I'm Crysanta Gore, a Zeno user", she replied him happily. "I hope our fight can be memorable."

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.

One second he's a green man and the next he's a green dragon flying away. The laughter hits hard. It's so bad I have difficulty breathing. Brittlemortis. Oh my goddess the laughter hurts my belly. As an eagle shifter I have few abilities compared to other shifter species. One thing I can do is control pigmentation with my magic and the other is calling up a turd when needed for launching. That's about it. Happily, when dealing with a dragon, controlling pigmentation appears to be enough. Splashing him with turds is a bonus.

In addition to some of the disciples, the most conspicuous are four old men, from left to right, respectively, a purple-robed old man, a gray-robed old man, a green-robed old man, the rightmost is a red-robed old man, holding a mahogany staff, the end of the staff hangs a gourd, before it is him to throw the people in. At this moment everyone's eyes have moved over, it is really make the righteous devil two big and small sects are quite afraid of the Mo family, Mo family in recent years around the establishment of the prestige, the momentum of one day than one day, the wind has been more than the three big magic sects of the trend.

I ignored her. "Dra...gon?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Dragon?" I gasped in realization. Of all the people I know back in the Magical world, Sage is the only one that could control a dragon. He had gone deep into the forbidden black magic to be entrusted with the power to control dragons. I looked up and saw another maid run in. The lady kept looking backwards as she run in. I watched her bump into a couch. "Careful." I half yelled but it was too late. She had fallen down but her fall didn't stop her. She shifted backwards continuously as she stared at the door.

-I really…dislike this demon- "Well, whatever your opinion, is it possible to remove the alchemy?" "Possible? Yes, by you or them, no. The only person who can dilute the effects is Daisy." he smiled, "So your time to use it to your advantage is very minimal, but whatever...the next question...was..." -Daisy...- “Let’s see, who am I? I am a demon level mage, Artimus Zentsuji Mosaic. Call me Zen.”

Strategic combat familiar, 50% Physical immunity and 60% spell immunity, 60% evasion rate, Unique skill- 100% immunity to wind and lightning attacks. Lord Pregucia>> CloudBurst 'S Class' [ Gigantic Black Frilled Lizard appearance. Produce black clouds around him and 'rides' it, air mobility only with high agility. Rare S class type. Climate manipulation, strategic combat familiar. 90% physical Immunity and 70% spell immunity, 70% evasion rate. Unique skill- Any target that comes into contact with any 'cloud' in its range gets struck by infinite lightning.]

ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40 Speed- 64 AGI-64 Mana-200. INT -40 Skills- Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Fire Art (Unique) Magic Resistance(Mystic) Cursed( Unique) Miasma(Mystic) Flight(Mystic) Devouring Wings(Unique) Good. I don't have anything to say about this, at the end of the day he is only at mystic rank. But his skills are surely useful.

"Like I'm a pawn for you to control?! I didn't sign up for this costume party to be an errand boy! I have my own reasons for being here, and I'm no attack mage! You got beefy over there take him instead!!!" He said, pointing at the large framed figure on the throne. " Kanchi Asobi is a Holy Shoutorin artist. He doesn't fight anymore!!!" The figure snapped back at him. The figure walked over to the candelabra and dripped his blood over it once more.