Vivi Black Mage Mga Nobela at Kwento

She looked me up and down before giggling “Girl no need to lie to me I’ve witnessed your power.” My power? If crying your soul away while clinging to life on a dirty rotten floor while starving emits power then call me alpha. I cackled out loud at my thoughts. “I see you are mistaken, I’m no ordinary wolf girl I am Vivi of the purple crescent clan and I know more than you could ever imagine.” She went on.

******* Name - Vis Duolis Age - 13 Level - 15 Exp to reach next level - 0/5000 Race - Human Magic energy type - Mana energy Magic type - Chaos Magic Mana renewal - 1500 / per minute Strength - 30,000 HP - 10,000 Agility - 10,000 Intelligence - 20,000 Perception - 19,886 Skills - 7 deadly sins ( Level 30 ) - user can summon the great 7 deadly sins in their physical form. Time limit - 3 hours] [Black dimension ( Level 50 ) - user can trap anything in another dimension.

Chapter 72 Gabriel’s POV The black-masked assassin was still lying flat on the dirt floor of the tent. He was not dead, but he was completely quiet, his mind made totally blank by Vivian’s magic silver light. I stood over his body, my hands tightly gripping the handle of my heavy iron axe. My chest was rising and falling fast, and my eyes were glowing with a bright, angry gold light. My inner wolf was pacing back and forth inside my mind, letting out dark, protective growls.

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.

His breathing sounded as if he was on the verge of death. Luna looked at her pet. He stared at her intently so the girl just rolled her eyes before two large black magic circles appeared; on the ground where the boy was laying and on top of him. Wasting no time, Luna healed all the wounds of the child inside and outside his body using her combined knowledge of healing spells and black magic. Fortunately, black magic has a wide scope that she managed to save him before he could even die. With the help of her healing spells, she made his body look brand new as if he was never on the brink of death earlier. It seems like anything she could think of might be done with her power now. Based on her

she acknowledged after taking a short sip on the drink. “Stop distracting yourself and keep your eyes open.” The lady rolled her eyes at the statement. Hyde strolled over the counter and got himself a glass of whiskey, while Adeline set herself on the table in the corner where she could have a better perspective around the hall. “Agent Black, set.” He whispered after activating the earplug hidden in his ear. “Agent White, set.” In a short while, Adaline activated her device, too.

Blake is a rogue who has been trying to persuade me to get involved with him for months now. Blake is more audacious than I thought. His grip tightened, and I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I was trapped, helpless, and in agony. I closed my eyes and waited for the end, hoping it would come quickly. A loud fierce growl echoed all of a sudden seizing Blake’s action. A massive black wolf appeared from the shadows blazing with dominance as he burned his piercing eyes at Blake who had paused. Blake sneered but his confidence didn’t seem to match the wolf who seemed unfazed by Blake’s daggers.

“Something in me unlocked... I just suddenly understand it.” To test her, I switched to the ancient dialect. She answered without missing a beat—fluent, confident, unnaturally perfect. No stammering. No hesitation. She didn’t just understand it—she owned it. For a moment, I tried to convince myself it was part of her Destiny Child powers. But then I saw her hands. The tips of her fingers were blackened, charred like burnt ash. Dark magic. It was a sign of someone who practiced bark magic—a forbidden, corrupt art.

"I am a mage, as she said, and-" "Not just any mage, if I might add," the woman called Ennie said. "He is a black mage." Germaine felt her brows pinch into a frown. What did a black mage mean? Was that a good or a bad thing? The man named Lakroxe must have seen the uncertainty on her face because he quickly rushed on. "Perhaps I should start from the very beginning. "I am a mage under the order of Tirria, and I used to work closely with them. They sent me on several errands to do their bidding, but after a while, I found some anomalies in the system - a few of us actually - and when I voiced out my worries, I was banned and blacklisted as a black mage. People were warned to steer clear of me

Elise explained while a waiter brought her a bowl of chocolate ice after she had placed her order. “ Poor Thomas ! but I prefer to say Poor Overlord. He is in for a big mess and your brother too. Valdosta is a shape shifting high sorceress. In the order of black magic and mage, she is one of the highest. And she especially deals in seduction and love potions, she makes millions of dollars from it.” Violet explained as she showed them the picture of a beautiful woman with long platinum blonde hair and a nice figure. Her almost colourless irises glowed from the picture making both Bianca and Elise cringe. “ I don’t understand how a black magic love potion making witch can change my brother’s m