Divine Card Creator 소설 & 이야기

‘How the heck am I supposed to get a few hundred thousand dollars, huh? He was on Admiralporium’s wanted list, so how could he possibly carry a few hundred thousand dollars with him casually? “I… I don’t have so much money!” Kayson’s face turned cold, and he said, “Ah, forget about it then.” Upon saying that, he swung his palm! The highly-concentrated and highly-condensed inner energy resulting from Divine Impact was produced, and it was so powerful that one could see its rough form. Hell Doyen was scared out of his wits. He conjured a Gale Magic Circle that turned into a gale wall to protect himself.

she instructed. “I’m indebted to you, cup...” I stopped myself from calling her Cupcake. Zory Adio. A Viktorova always repays their debts. If you ever need me, use this.” I dug into my pocket and offered her the magic card that showed my family crest of a vampire bat with an embellished frame topped with a crown when held at the correct angle. “Call my name while holding it, and I’ll be there in a blink.” “Um, sure. I doubt I’ll ever need your help when I have my pack and our allies that I’d call first.” Zory shrugged but put my card into her bag. “Good luck with your family, Dacian.”

The Lotus Divine Attack was developed by the legendary royal paragon known as Wildfire, and was a Star-grade divine technique that had no limits in terms of refinement. Through the consumption and absorption of the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, one could elevate it to the point of tearing the void with a mere wave, incinerating the sky and sea with a flick, and there would come a time where one could even reach for the stars and moons. In bygones era, Wildfire relied on that technique to make a name for himself throughout the entire Southsky. Even practitioners in Midland were familiar with the name 'Wildfire'. Had he succeeded in becoming a supreme saint, he might have cemented himsel

Yet, here was Khana, a painful reminder of a love he had chosen to bury deep within his heart. Clutching the rosary tightly, he continued his conversation with the Divine. His voice is filled with anguish. "Please do not torment me in the name of thy love, for I am barely holding on. This pain is too much to bear," he pleaded, his words resonating as though he were in direct communion with God.

Clearly, it wasn't machine-pressed but meticulously hand-carved. Frederick asked curiously, "What is this card for?" Scarlett eagerly explained, "It's called the Black Dragon Card. If you see any company with this Black Dragon symbol, you can enter and make any request within their capabilities. For instance, you can raise funds at a financial company, dine for free at restaurants, and..." Frederick cheerfully accepted the Black Dragon Card. "Free dining? That's quite good." With that, Frederick turned and left. Seeing Frederick walking away, Scarlett was left completely dumbfounded.

The concoction seemed to have made me more sensitive as well. My vision turned blurry as my body heated up once more. A deep flush spread across my skin. I clung to the vine that was wrapped across my chest, staring at it with hazy eyes before asking, "Do you like me, divine god of the tree?" The divine tree rustled its branches as if in approval of my question. I threw myself into it. I thought about all the ways the men had described that made the process more pleasurable as I clung to the vines desperately.

Seis looked at Chad solemnly and said, "But some had used the technique and became something else, like a zombie or a demon!" Chad sat up straight when he heard that. "Zombies?" "Yes, that's right." Seis nodded and sighed, looking toward the courtyard. "Just like the Mystic technique that I learned. My ancestor created the Divine Thought. It's something that can reveal one's heart and deceive the gods in the heavens. Now, I've truly attained Divine Thought, and I'm the master of Cloth Alley. With a wave of my hand, I can create clouds and rain." As Seis spoke, he waved his hand—dark clouds formed over Cloth Alley, followed by a downpour.

The first thing he did back in the real world was make a breakthrough in his strength. His lavish points could only benefit him if he used them. If he kept them, they would just be a string of numbers. David first spent two hundred lavish points to help his Body and Mind break through from Sacred level 10 to Divine Realm Pre-Deity level 1. Then, he spent ninety points to raise his Body and Mind each to Pre-Deity level 10. In this way, he spent a total of three hundred and eighty lavish points. Both his Body and Mind had reached Divine Realm Pre-Deity level 10.

The gold ichor at her feet pulsed in answer, its presence suddenly more deliberate, less erratic than it had been a moment before. Celeste stared at the word for a long moment, the blood still humming in the seal, the corridor now silent except for the low hum of the academy’s wards trying to steady themselves. The word looked like a promise carved into stone: Divine Hemokenesis. The name was ugly, practical, and terrifyingly accurate. She had taken divine blood—god-blood—and held it in place, forcing it to bend to her will through the power of her blood magic instead of brute force. The ability was exactly what she had done instinctively, raised to a new, sharper level.