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I Just Inherited The Arcane Emperor's Legacy

In the Solarian Empire, people were divided by their blood. The nobles enjoyed their life in wealth, with fine wine and amazing food. They reigned supreme over the commoners. The only reason they were able to do this was that they had knowledge of the most powerful force in the world - magic. The nobles controlled their knowledge from easily going to commoners, making it harder for them to learn magic. Leo, a young orphan in Solaria, had an incredibly powerful affinity for magic. He didn't even know about it because he could never learn magic- he was too poor to try and learn from any magic academies. He was just trying to survive the streets of Solhaven until he found the lost tome of the Arcane Emperor. "I can beat a 7th Circle Mage." "Wow! You must have trained for many decades. How old are you?" "17." "..." The world was going to be turned upside down. NOTE FOR MY AMAZING READERS: Do NOT take privilege if the month is nearing its end. Your privilege access will end when the month does. It DOES NOT last an entire month after you have purchased it. Please purchase the priv tiers in the STARTING HALF of the month to get the best value for your money. For people who think discord is all the rage, here is the discord server for this book. Feel free to discuss what you think about this book on the server. https://discord.gg/TbX8MCUg7

WhiteNightingale · Fantasy
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Beast

"Now hurry up. You have a time limit. If you don't finish it in time, you won't be able to get past this tile at all. You don't get second chances," She hurried him up.

He quickly went to the next glyph on the pedestal surface. The total time he had was just 30 minutes, and he had already spent 5 minutes talking to Nefrati. On the bright side, he figured out how the trial worked and knew how to control the blood threads from each glyph.

When he touched the next glyph, another drop of blood emerged from his finger. It seemed like every single one would require a drop of blood. This time, he immediately started to direct it toward the receptacle glyph.

Because of his decent perception, he knew exactly where each thread had to go. When the thread reached its destination, it transformed into a line on the ground and wall like before.