Novel & Cerita Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

But I was too quick, too agile, and I evaded the attack with ease, the mage's slow and clumsy movements a stark contrast to my own lightning-fast reflexes. It was child's play, a game of tag where I was the hunter and they were the prey. I gave the mage a quick kick to the stomach, sending him crashing to the wall with a sickening thud. He let out a pained cry as he vomited blood, his body writhing in agony. I cast the Ice Spike spell with a silent, swift motion, the magic unfolding with precision and deadliness. The close combat mage didn't even have a chance to react before he felt the icy spike pierce his thighs, pinning him to the ground.

"Manifestations of the dark magic. They guard cursed sites from anyone trying to take what grows here." Three of them now. Then five. Rising from the blackened earth like nightmares given form. "Can we fight them?" Jax asked, weapons drawn. "They're not physical," Violet said. "Normal weapons won't work. You need magic or—" One lunged forward, faster than anything that size should move. I dodged, felt icy cold brush past me where it had reached. My wolf snarled, wanting to shift and fight. But shifting wouldn't help against something that wasn't flesh and blood.

Vyr’s hand gripped his neck in a wicked chokehold, lifting him entirely off the ground with terrifying ease. Zeda gasped, and around her, everyone instantly hid their phones behind their backs or shoved them deep into their pockets. “You should know by now that I hate to repeat myself,” Vyr snarled into the terrified guy’s face. The guy’s eyes were wide with terror, and his legs kicked the air desperately. Zeda saw his eyes flicker silver—the mark of a Mage—but he instantly recognized who he was facing and wisely thought better of trying to fight back. Vyr tightened his grip for one punishing second before releasing him, letting the guy drop to the ground with a sickening thump, his face ash

Normally, the Mage Tower has a tower ghost, and even if no one is there, it will still act on the orders of its master. However, since "Enchant Objects" is a level 5 spell that can only be cast by a level 9 mage, the Mage Tower was just a decoration after Christine, the only mage in the area, left. But now that she has brought back two first-level mages, Olivia and Ramos, and four apprentice mages, the Mage Tower can function normally.

The rogue lunged, eyes wild with malice, its snarl a wicked symphony of intent. With a deep breath, I summoned my light—a radiant energy that pulsed and shimmered between worlds. It flowed through me, a cleansing tide that spoke of purity and hope. My hands glowed, bathing the rogue in a brilliance that pierced its darkness, dissolving it into wisps of nothingness. This battle—the fight for our survival—transcended mortal combat. It was a clash of forces far older, rooted in an eternal struggle. Another rogue charged, but this time, I stood unfazed. My movements wove effortlessly between might and magic, guided by an instinct born of lifetimes battles. Each step resonated with power, each th

Uh oh… I shut my eyes as a horrible sense of dread engulfed me. “I do indeed, my King! I would be delighted to demonstrate some of those techniques if you so wish to see them.” She offered merrily. You can only use magic on another Mage without killing them unlike someone who isn’t a Mage at all. I’m the only other Mage in this whole palace... Lucky me.

Mira, you can stand aside and guide us if we cannot do it right. With that, Xen jumped into the action. The silhouette was obviously too powerful for them. It was dragging the three of them along all at once. The silhouette was actually the distorted soul of a dark mage. A shifter mage, to be precise. They escape into our planet Earth from their own world, called Chemora.

She ran into the shadow and a golden light shone from her, surrounding Mazikeen. “You wanted power, here is mine.” Gwenn shouted as she poured, raw undiluted power into Mazikeen. He reduced drastically in sight before Gwenn stopped, staggering under the weight of the power she just expended. “You also wanted to be a god. Well go and meet them in their realm.” Gwenn said weakly then she opened a portal and pushed Mazikeen into it and after a lot of fight, he lost his hold on this world as he was swept fully into the portal. It was only then that Gwenn sank to her knees.

It swore to itself that if it was something stupid then it would sink its poisonous fangs into the creature for this offense. ******************* Having arrived at the area where the shockwaves originated, both Kirou and Shadow Arachne were greeted to the sight of a player that appeared to be a mage taking on a minotaur. Seeing how the mage was fighting caused Kirou to raise an eyebrow. The reason for this was that the mage was currently taking on the minotaur in a melee fight with two daggers in hand. Kirou then took a look at the monster's details before shaking his head at the mage's antics.

My back is bristling. I am not a pious person, but that does not mean I do not mind being a slave to Satan. I don't want to be enslaved by anyone. “I will never be like that,” I promised: to the world and myself. Dad shook his head. “It's not only yourself who can control your blood, Bara. Anyone from vampires and shapeshifters in this world who can use dark magic like Seven Breath Ritual, he will be able to make you control the world.”