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I Hate Systems

Talent? Unnecessary! Wealth? Doesn’t matter! Brain? Eat it! Even if one was the greatest of gutter trashes with zero redeemable qualities, as long as they had a System, they are bound to reach the pinnacle of life. Compass Carburettor, a dirt-poor orphan with absolutely zero f**king qualities managed to reach the peak of the business world by the age of 35, all while relying on his Money-Making System like a blinded barnacle. But at the peak of his life, he was betrayed by his System. ------------------- [Sister novel released (Same Universe): "Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society"] ------------------- Check out all my projects here: http://bit.ly/wn_venus ------------------- Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/Q544Bxu Contact me through my Discord ID: Overlord_Venus#9364 Or through my email: mistameeee@gmail.com Follow me on Instagram @overlord_venus

Overlord_Venus · Fantasy
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1115 Chs

I Can’t

Bzzz!

Lightning Mana flashed out like a torrent, casting a net throughout the caravan, destroying all the approaching curses. Lightning slammed into the horses and those that were affected by the curses, shocking them a little in the process before purifying their bodies.

Lightning was the most overbearing in nature, unable to be controlled. And as curses focused on subjecting the targets under a certain mode of control, they were of conflicting nature.

And even though both were Lightning Mana, the one harnessed by a Mage was different from that of a Warrior. As Horan was both, his lightning was different from the rest of the humans that used this element.

Swoosh!

In a matter of seconds, all the curses in the surroundings were destroyed as Horan stepped out of his carriage, watching a sea of mana clashing in the sky, resounding with vibrant colours, of which red and orange were the most vibrant, originating from Fire Mana.