Versatile Mage Mo Fan Novels & Stories

Said Minister Fan. The people in high positions like Minister Fan were of course aware about the other side of the world’s order, that many supernatural beings are hiding in plain sight amongst normal people such as him. One of the bodyguards that the country had prepared for him is one such being. He is a level 4 pyromancer who could raise the intensity of his flame to more than 1500 degrees celsius, it was more than enough to melt a steel plate.

"Gogo never taught me this." Derek leaned against the shelf beside her, his usual intensity softened. "My mother loved moon magic. Said it was the purest form of power." Rita glanced up, surprised. It was the first time he’d mentioned family. "Was she a witch?" "One of the strongest," Derek said, a rare sincerity in his voice. "She believed knowledge should be shared. That’s why I like helping you. You’re… different." Rita studied him—the earnest set of his jaw, the way his fingers lingered on the book like it was sacred. For the first time, she wondered if Freda had misjudged him.

They all had. "We need The Goddess," Lust muttered, her voice tight with frustration. "Without her, we can't—" But then, like an instinctive spark, Lust's eyes narrowed. This mage, this Veryon, wasn't without use. Sure, he wasn't the goddess they had hoped for, but they didn't need Kiara's energy—they needed her body. And this mage, a man of Dikrish, would serve just as well. "We can still use him," Lust said slowly, her tone shifting from frustrated to calculating. "He may not be Kiara, but he's a mage. He'll work."

He smooths down the fabric, and my skin prickles with the familiar wave of his magic. Mages are rare in Tansy Beach—across the whole world, really. Vedran is the only one I have ever met. His mother and mine crossed paths when we were first newborns, and Mother insisted Vedran come to the castle. The healer had already told her I was the only child she was likely to have, and Father had already begun worrying about the line of succession. A mage like Vedran, specializing in glamours as he now does, would be a miracle in terms of making sure I looked like the sort of Alpha Tansy Beach needed. In exchange, he was educated as well as I was, and if I ever stop needing him, he’ll have his pick of

"Name: Li Wei Job: Magician - Elementalist Magic Attack: 25 Courage: 12 Intelligence: 5 Dexterity: 17 Combat Power: 34!" "What!" Li Wei was very happy. Just last night he spent all his contribution points, and now with an additional 10 points from his agility, he thought, "It won't be long before I reach a fighting power of 50. That means my magic level will rise to level two Erji Mofa! Master, I'll get out of here once I reach level three Sanji Mofa. I won't let you be embarrassed when I come to the party at Terra Empire Palace later!"

Hana whined. Moan bowed her head quietly, she sympathized with Hana's concerns, but they had already tried their best to level up their spells. Among the exotic people, Moan was the one at the highest level. The rest are all at level 6 and level 7. To fight real werewolves at a higher rank than them is extremely difficult. Moan understood Hana's heartache and understood the efforts of his comrades.

Jokil approached Froster and offered a cigar, he declined. “Your quarry, is she a Battle Mage? he asked, tactfully blowing away the cigar smoke away from Froster. “Correct, she is a Battle Mage. Voltiir as well.” “This must be part of that new initiative, you think so?” Mangani Apemen had forejaws and molar tusks.

He had been in contact with the other platoons and they were all getting on well based on the reports, but he couldn't stop himself from worrying. The next morning they packed up and set off, with Verra taking a less aggressive approach the rest of the platoon got their chance to shine. One girl with purple hair interested Xasha the most, she was a rare sound mage; she was using a Black cello twice her height as her weapon, cutting energy beasts in half with sound waves.

17(Fire mage) HP-0/1500 -40 DMG -40 DMG -40 DMG -40 DMG -40 DMG -40 DMG -40 DMG Tamed Metallic Python(young)(enhanced) Lvl.16 HP-4945/6700 Energy Blast Volley (Customized) (Attacking Spell) CREATOR: Max(Gaming ID: Blazing Gun) Lvl.3(can be maxed at Lvl.7) Details: Shoots random Ball of energies in a controlled direction.

class. Most of the teachers at the school minus Mrs. Mei and my art teacher truly believed that I would end up Rouge so they didn't really care to teach me more then they had to. It was more of a tolerance then a like that they held for me, none of them got close to me and for sure would never admit they favored me. I knew Mrs. Mei wasn't lying and again the look she met my eyes with held a knowledge to them; I worried sometimes she sensed my alpha blood but if she did she never let my secert slip her lips and clearly hadn't made it known even in the pack link. I had almost told her once, knowing she could hide it being of alpha blood herself but I didn't want to put her at risk. "I'll be h