Divisions of treasures and spells in accordance to the different cycles. This is the outline of how other things are divided according to the magical cultivation. First cycle: Basic mystic Cycle Grade one spells also called basic spellsGrade one weaponsSecond cycle: Primary mystic Cycle Grade two spells also called primary spellsGrade two weaponsThird cycle: Secondary mystic Cycle Grade three spells also called secondary spellsGrade three weapons.Fourth cycle: Tertiary mystic Cycle. Grade four spells also called tertiary spells Grade four weapons also called phenomenal weapons. Fifth cycle: Primary arane Cycle. Grade five magical spells also called primary nomological methodsGrade five weapons also called primary magic armaments. Sixth cycle: Secondary arcane Cycle. Grade six weapons also called secondary nomological methodsGrade six weapons also called secondary magical armaments Seventh cycle: Tertiary arcae Cycle. Grade seven spells also called tertiary nomologic
Chapter180 finally meeting bonan and jafrok. When Azraf entered the space dimensional crack to the secret realm, everything went dark in his eyes and his body got enveloped by a twirling space force which made him spin round. After an unknown time, he suddenly crashed into a hard ground after an unknown time. Azraf felt his head spinning as he surveyed the world around him, he saw a crystalline ground made from an unknown rock, when he he looked to the sky, he discovered that there was no sun no stars, only an endless gray cluster of cloud which vailed the entire sky. Because of this, the atmosphere was gloomy. Azraf held his head with one hand due to a slight headache which resulted from him spinning over a long time. Just as he was about to rise from the ground, a thunderous voice rang in his ears which caused him to almost fell again. "Hi everyone, it's me again, mister turtle, look at my precious family heirloom, the heaven piercing spear, it's a special grade one
to be corrected "Lightning slash!" Azraf shouted out at the top of his lungs and flicked his sword that was empowered the highest concentration of extreme lightning he could muster and the support of his physical body which enhanced its force of penetration. When his sword collided with the descending blue palm, a loud sound of collision was first heard then a powerful shockwave which not only cracked the stage apart but also distorted the barriers encasing the stage ensued. By exercising all his potential and giving birth to this one powerful strike, Azraf prevailed, he managed to divide the gigantic palm into two parts but he did so at the cost of expending all his magical energy, the force of his physical strength and at the price of totally shattering his sword. After being cut into two, the gigantic palm exploded into a destructive cloud of magical energy which engulfed Azraf and progressed to all the boundaries of the stage. The crowd exermined the stage with intence f
Chapter 66 the rise of the demon bash (1)Bash was in joy over his advance of strength and survival even though he could still feel his heart absorbs more energy from the monster, in fact, the rate of channeling even doubled. he strongly swung his arms and rip apart the tentacles binding him in place. When the tentacles were gone, bash could now freely mobilize his body. But his nano armor was now on the brink of total meltdown due to the raging energy coupled with the stomach acid inflicting it. He knows that he have to leave here very quickly before the situation changes again but that was when he suddenly heard a furious roar coming from the monster. After the roar, the monster ignored all reason and the harm that would occur as it channeled in all its energy into it’s stomach in other to vanquish the little ant. Earlier, it had only channels a little faction of it’s energy.The stomach suddenly trembled as an intense hot and berserk energy suddenly gush
"what is this place!" "just look at the size of this cave, how's it suppose to hold anything good!" Azraf shouted with a discontented expression. "is this just an excuse to buy more time!" Azraf shouted as numerous strands of lightning threatened to escape from his spear and smith the brothers. "No!" "No!" "No!" "Boss, this isn't our intention at all we wouldn't dare do such a thing!" Jafrok spat out in the state of panic. "believe my brother, the ancient ruins lies in here somewhere, we definitely weren't lying to you!" Bonan blurted, equally in panic. " you guys aren't honorable people, am I just suppose to believe what you say!" Azraf remarked, his expression darkening. "No boss, but what I will bet my life on it" Jafrok uttered hastily. "me too, I bet my life that the treasure map is not fake!" Bonana hid behind jafrik as he remarked. Azraf made no further utterance, all he did was to keep starting at the brothers fiercely, making their hearts plunged
_ _ _ planet naria_ _ _ _ _ _ _ The frosted sky painted faint azure. tiny white specks, what was widely known to man as snow, swaying in the breezy climate, slowly dismounting to earth and glazing the earth with their beautiful color. Zooming further from the surface as the grains met the soil, a disoriented exhibition of snowy avalanches launched to the frosty atmosphere, creating a phenomenal landscape of no other. “Rustle” “Rustle” “Rustle” ”Rustle” Zooming to the faint sound that could be heard in this exhibition of avalanches, on the snowy surface of one avalanche, five, strong well-armed men, coated in defenses of different manners and colors, each with their own weapons, stride across the ice in search of a mystery, ascending towards the peak. Azraf was left behind the group, he was the youngest and weakest of the men, and he was new to this kind of adventure, as he toiled to move his half-frozen feet, striding along, pushing against the heavy wind, reflecting in his eye
Coated in the blue barrier, the dragon widened its mew, unleashing a sea of deadly electric shocks which spewed throughout the walls of the barrier. The flurry of the diverging snakes of lightning that wracked upon the impediment, impaired in a matter of an instant then like a vanishing flame, it gradually disappeared. the three men, all substantiated the occurrence before they conveyed to Azraf the notification he had been patiently awaiting. “ the dragon has been weakened.” “Do it, young lord.” “Deliver the killing blow.” Hearkening to their messages, Azraf dashed forward steadily, coming into the impediment, he heavily swiveled down at the dragon's head. In the eyes of the dragon, the zooming silhouette of Azraf reflected before his sword met with its skull. “ rooooooooooar.” The huge monster growled as it’s felt a splitting twinge on its skull, it instinctively retracted its head, its talons scraped on the ragged ground, leaving an extended claw mark. Azraf quickly made
In a square-shaped compartment which was painted all white, an unconscious young and good-looking man of about twenty years old rested his back on a bed which was adorned with dark green folds of clothing. On his hand was an extended, narrow rubber pipe that connected him to a drip. On his head was a wireless electric helmet that connected him to the virtual reality capsule. This young handsome man is Andrew smith. The last surviving pro player among thousands of dead’s in the final level of the well-known virtual reality game, Curia online. although he was still alive, he remained in this inanimate state and refuse to either die or come back to reality, even after two years. From his arrangement in the room, it is easily recognizable that he is in a hospital. “swish” “swish” “swish” “swish” Right beside his bed, a woman dressed in a blue cardigan, scrubbing the floor, she was, of course, the janitor in the hospital who tidies his room regularly every day and dusk. Today, jus