World Tree Magic Black Clover Novels & Stories

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 turned to Lorenzo as she continued. “You asked before, Alpha, about my cloak. The colours represent a witch’s primary source of elemental magic. They gave me a red one at first, but I can actually wield all four elements - fire, water, air, earth - and I can combine them. I’m the first white cloak in this coven in over one hundred years and there are only a very small number of us in the entire world. So now I just use my red cloak when I’m out gardening, because it’s too hard to keep the white one clean, even with magic.” “I always said you were going to be a badass,” replied Drew, in awe.

Alpha Ares stood in the heart of the magical dungeon, his imposing figure shrouded by a cloak that seemed to be woven from the fabric of darkness itself. The cloak, black as a moonless night, billowed around him, its edges seemingly dancing in an otherworldly breeze. It exuded an aura of dread and malevolence, as if it were a living entity feeding on the fears of those who dared to gaze upon it.

What does it mean? Sorens already started shaking his head. “My queen, you don’t understand. The forgotten world is the only thing we can remember from that time, every other thing has been mixed with fantasy and falseness. It is just a myth that has been reformed and retold too many times. Not a lot remained of the real story. Some people say in the forbidden world, magic existed, Trees could talk. Nature could commune with humans and a plague which made fathers to kill mothers and sons to kill fathers existed but we don’t know anything about it.”

“Currently, the Undying Clan ahead is performing a sacrifice. All the Undying Clan members are bleeding, their blood flowing toward a large bizarre tree. The huge eerie tree is pitch-black, and its trunk is covered with lumps. By the way, it can also bloom some kind of flower... like colorful mushrooms. Do you guys know what kind of tree is that?” “Could it be the Earth-devouring Tree of Netherworld?!” Lena exclaimed. “What tree?” Alex was taken aback for a moment. “This happens to be information my ancestors passed down,” Lena repeated. “In fact, this Earth-devouring Tree of Netherworld is not a tree, but a monster from the Undying Clan. Rumor has it that it has inseparable ties with the ki

I asked. The old woman cleared her throat and spoke, “This is the world of Majika. Where every one of us that lives in this place has magic. Majika World has split into two; the world of Mage, where you are now, and the other is the world of Black Wizards. Black Wizards are the mortal enemy of the Mages. The Black Wizards use black magic, and it is harmful. And witch wizards curse our town, and tonight we will all transform into wolves, whether young or adults. That’s because of that witch’s curse.” the old woman explained sadly. That’s so sad. "Is there any way you can get rid of the curse?" I asked. I wanted to help them undo the curse.

"Step where I step." We moved deeper into the woods. The trees here were wrong. Their bark was black and slick, oozing a sap that smelled like copper. The leaves were gray. This place had been touched by dark magic centuries ago, twisted during the First War. Snap. Ashren froze mid-step. He didn't turn around. He slowly reached back and pushed me behind a large oak tree. "Don't breathe," he mouthed. I pressed my back against the rough bark, my hand covering my mouth.

POV EMMA BELLE The sky over the Black Crag was no longer the deep indigo of a mountain night. It was a bruised, pulsating violet, choked by the necrotic smoke of the Council’s forbidden rituals. Even from miles away, I could feel the mountain screaming. The ancient obsidian stones, which had stood for millennia as a sanctuary for the exiled, were being hollowed out by a dark, parasitic magic. "They're inside," I whispered, the words catching in my throat as Félix carried me through the canopy of the Forbidden Forest.

"Tales of a cave near a sacred grove, hidden deep within the heart of the Blackwood Forest. They say the veil between our world and the realm of the Divine grows thin there." Vivi's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest. The Blackwood Forest was a vast, untamed wilderness, stretching for miles in every direction. But if Ava had taken her mates there, to this sacred grove... "Thank you, Kai," she breathed, her eyes shining with a renewed sense of purpose. "This information could be the key to finding them."

They were pouring in from the shadows, from the trees, even from beneath the damn earth. A root tried to pull at my ankle, hissing with black thorns. I grabbed it mid-swing and tore it apart, but it hissed in my hand like a snake. This was magic, old corrupted nature magic. I jumped over a downed wolf and collided with two cloaked bastards at once. My claws met their steel. Their swords were infused with something unnatural. One sliced my shoulder with his knife and fire appeared in the wound. What the hell?