Void Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

Just then, his advisor appeared, his eyes glinting with malicious intent. He raised his hands, dark energy crackling at his fingertips, intending to use black magic to subdue me again. But I was ready. Fisher’s preparations had rendered the magic useless against me.The advisor’s eyes widened in shock as his spells fizzled out, harmless. With a snarl, I leaped forward, my claws slashing through the advisor’s defenses. My powerful jaws clamped down on the advisor’s neck, crushing it with a sickening snap. His lifeless body fell to the ground, his dark magic silenced forever.

Sitting in the dim light of my apartment, I heard the distinctive sound of a door closing from across the hall. A sinister smile crept over my face. Clay was leaving. I slid the glass door to my balcony open and peered down to see his black car pull out of the parking garage, heading north. He's going home, I thought, how convenient. I returned inside, my fingers itching to pry open the book that lay on my coffee table. It wasn't any ordinary book—it was an old folklore tome filled with rituals, spells, and hidden amidst cryptic language, and dark magic.

, she asked, as she played with the locket in the hands, "Well I guess, the black is for the black magic, and well, the blue is your magic because its pure, and seeing that both you and Nova have blue eyes, I think that's why its blue", Alaric answered, "Makes senses, but look I'm holding the locket and the color blue is over powering the back, does this mean that the black magic in me is leaving", Annalise said, she was hopeful it meant that, because even though she wont admit it, the feeling she was having was anything short of being pure.

I ordered as I backed up and looked at him. He had to do it perfect. Within seconds he had the magic coming out of the book. I watched as Black-ish blue light flowed into his hand. I had never seen dark magic used from this book so I had to remind myself I needed to concentrate and keep us connected. I just had to pray that our soul bond didn't mend itself because of this.

We ate lunch in the quiet room, discussing the witch clans' current state - which was far from ideal. "Break time is over," Susan announced. As Jennifer settled into a holster chair to observe, Susan encouraged me to take deep breaths and handed me a dark stone called the 'Black Night.' Unlike light magic, there were no spells to recite for this one; the magic just came naturally. I held the stone in my left hand and let the power flow through me. The exertion was much less than light magic. It engulfed my palm in black fire, starkly contrasting the tiny balls of yellow light from before. "It seems Leia's stronger in black magic," Jennifer commented. I gave her a puzzled look.

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

His magic is completely sealed by a dome made of metal and transistors. Chloe stood crossing her arms over her chest. His white coat remained clean without any stains. The Black Wolf Queen stepped gracefully out of her protective area, her high heels squeaking on the broken glass. "You call yourself 'Ancestor', Valerius," Chloe said quietly, her intonation as cold as an ocean trough. "But you're just an expired fossil who forgot to read the news. Your magic might have conquered continents on a flat earth a thousand years ago. But in my era..."

“On it.” Draco slammed the door after him. “What? What do you mean?” Gabriel smirked, he leaned towards Lori. “It didn’t occur to me before… but when you mentioned black magic… it did. Black magic is the opposite of all your kind stand for. It is evil, abhorrent. Ordinarily simple spells and magical trinkets won’t work on even the worst of beasts but an ordinary bracelet made with black magic was able to stop your shift.” “So black magic?! That’s my weakness?!”

If it wasn't for these damned shackles, I could escape this place with no problem. My thoughts were interrupted by jangling at the door. In another instant, it opened and Damion stepped in, followed by a cloaked figure. My eyes widened when I recognized the cloaked man. It was the sorcerer that had confronted the pack days ago. The cloaked man stared at me with emotionless eyes. "What the hell is he doing here?" I asked wearily. Damion looked from me to the sorcerer with a sneer. "My friend Coltus here, is going to be the one who helps us unlock your lovely charming abilities," Damion preened.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.