Versatile Mage Mo Fan Novels & Stories

Every time one of them touched her—every time they lifted her arm or brushed her hair back—my wolf snarled inside me. *“Don’t let them touch her.”* “They’re helping her. That’s not how this works.” *“Then make it work.”* I gripped the edge of the doorframe so hard that the wood cracked under my hand. Cain appeared beside me, his voice low. “You’re acting strange, Rhaegar.” I didn’t look at him. “Focus on your duties, Beta.” He raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. “As you say, Your Majesty.”

"Then help us find her." The Mage studies me for a long moment. Long enough that the silence begins to itch. “I can only do what the Moon commands,” he finally says. “And the Moon is… particular.” My heart sinks slightly. The hope that had been burning so bright suddenly feels fragile. Uncertain. "What help can you offer?" Damon asks. His voice is practical. He is already recalculating. Already adapting to the information. Already finding new paths. The Mage turns fully to me now. His gaze settling on my face like a weight. Like he is measuring something. Seeing something that is not visible to ordinary sight.

| Did you also hear that in a wise, croaky wizard voice? Rigelius Prime is the favorite character of user @negativeeight. Based on his choice of character, I guess @negativeeight is some middle-aged guy. He was the only player who was kind to me when I tried a little bit of PvP and MOBA on Dungeon Raydens. Of course this was all before the epic battle against Josh the Voldemort and his goons, before I got stuck in here.

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.

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.

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.]

Once this was confirmed, he began to deliberate on his next move. ‘Maybe I should try—‘ Before he could conclude his line of thought, a blur made its way towards him. It was the male warrior. He had closed the distance within a second while the female Mage had begun casting a Spell. ‘Chanting, eh? I guess she doesn’t have the [Magic Application] Skill. Must be rarer than I thought.’ [Magic Application] allowed Spells to retain their full power even without the use of Chants. Lucielle had it. Esme had it. Rey had it as well.

"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.