Zeri Arcane Novels & Stories

Four elite warriors flank him, armed with curved blades and dark runes pulsing on their armor. “You’re persistent,” his voice booms, distorted by magic. “But the story protects me.” My blood chills, he knows about the narrative? Before I can process, he raises a hand, black magic crackling, tendrils of shadow lashing out. Ardyn counters, emerald barrier flaring, deflecting the tendrils. “Now!” he shouts. Zane darts, daggers flashing, slicing an elite’s throat in a spray of blood. I unleash a rune blast, ice shards impaling another, his scream echoing as he falls.

Nelanian ripped it open and read the name scrawled in calligraphy. 'Assassinate Mr. Starkridge by the 20th of this month.' It was stated. Nelanian remembered who he was at that point. "I am Zegrath Void, The Necessary Evil and Keeper of Darkness, the hundred and seventh to hold the title," he said in his brain as he descended the hill.

Ace chose that moment to clear his throat while slinging an arm over my shoulder, "Hate to break up the fucking reunion but introductions are needed." "You're rude," I chastised under my breath. "You love it," the tip of his tongue darted out of the corner of his mouth and his heated gaze dipped to my lips. "Everyone, this is Odette," Jericho introduced, forcing my attention back to him, then pointed to each of us and said, "Ace, Miranda, Quinn, and Gunnar." "Nice to meet you all," Odette beamed.

James Emil pulled out their information. “Zeke Arnold. High tier class, Spellsword. Combat ability is good. Parameters focused on STR and MGC. A bit hot headed but not unreasonable.” During the time he introduced himself to Q, he revealed his name and class to get some information. It showed his fiery attitude and competitive spirit. But he still had the proper mindset to keep the most important information hidden. “His title is [Lightning God]. So far he has displayed an affinity to that element. It's a good match for his class as a Spellsword. We have high hopes he will get a unique class in the future that capitalizes on this.”

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

My heart rate quickened, and his low chuckles fanned my ear. Walking back towards Elias and Cordelia, he crosses his arms and watches contently. His face danced with the joy of a child on Christmas morning. Cordelia kept working at mixing and sorting all the herbs and liquids from her bag. She pulls out a tiny knife, the blade no more than two inches with a jewel-encrusted handle twice its size. "Sunu, draw the runes as depicted on the page."

To be fully protected by The Arc, the room must be fully enclosed. The Arc is common in Elenio and can be obtained easily. The government produces The Arc through one of the Archturian divisions and distributes it throughout Elenio. The Arc has almost the same energy as the sun, which prevents Draconians from entering the places that The Arc has given them. So there’s no way this place doesn’t have The Arc due to the difficulty of getting one. Unless they purposely didn’t install it because they wanted to die. “Tonight we will prove it.”

A burning pain flared at her ear as a chill of death seeped into her body through her pores, causing her meridians to throb with pain. "Pfft—" Amelia staggered back several steps, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood. This time, she could no longer suppress the turmoil within her body. The deathly energy of the Arcane Skill of the Netherworld clung to her like a festering sore. Once it invaded, it would ravenously consume her internal energy and corrode her meridians. She could clearly feel her strength draining at an alarming rate, and even began to experience slight dizziness.

"Your envy knows no bounds, and now, Azure's newfound strength will only fuel the fire within you. I wanna see how you fight each other after many years,” Zave's mind danced with the possibilities, envisioning the explosive confrontation that awaited them. He knew that Azure's transformation, fueled by the Eirian's experiments, had elevated him beyond the realm of ordinary Lycans. The raw power coursing through Azure's veins would surely incite Eros's ire, plunging him further into the depths of his own inadequacy. "My true interest lies with the Eirian," Zave continued, his tone shifting with a touch of caution. "They are the true threat, the puppet masters pulling the strings behind the sc

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