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A surge of magical energy coursed through him, a roaring torrent that found its way into his palm as he voiced his incantation with unrestrained determination: "Firebolt!" A luminescent heptagram materialized from his outstretched hand, hovering before him, gathering the surrounding energy to manifest a grand sphere of roaring flames. It hummed with potential, awaiting his command to assault the malevolent creature looming before him. The creature, a beast with wolf-like features, bore menacing red eyes that once struck terror into his heart. But with the awakening of his magic, fear was a forgotten shadow. Without hesitation, he released the fiery sphere towards the beast. A brilliant explosion enveloped the monstrosity, scorching its onyx fur and searing its flesh with unbearable agony. A triumphant smirk tugged at his lips, a single breath of relief escaping as the imminent danger faded away. As the creature succumbed to its fiery demise, he reveled in his newfound power, a declaration of victory escaping his lips: "I did it! I have become... a Sage!" ____________________________________________________ WARNING: If you cannot stand dark stuff like rape, murder, gore, etc, my work is not for you. Ordinary man MC Isekai-ed in a world full of conflicts, but most of all, he needs to resolve his inner-conflict. Weak to strong. As a first-time writer, worldbuilding is my forte. The writing and English grammar need to be improved... and I'm continually learning. My chapters are usually longer than the standard on WN, 3-4k words instead of 1.5k words. I manage(d) to publish twice weekly, but by the length of my chapters, it's basically the same amount of content you'll get with daily chapters of 1.5k words. Chapter updates when I have the time, unfortunately. If you wish to directly support me, you can send DOGE to this address: DPy7f5UxEEvty424M7KxfEhGA3dECtQcn8 Cover art is MINE.

Tengu_San · Fantasy
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93 Chs

Chapter 47: Like the Black Lion

"I am what?!" Jorael asked in confusion as everyone around him knelt in the shallow water around the ring.

"Tché... You beat the Queen, so technically are the king now." Sulth'krag explained.

"I... I refuse!" Jorael said firmly.

"Grunt... you can't refuse it.

We will follow you regardless… "said Borkan kneeling with his son who was helping him.

"Sigh... was this your plan from the start?!

Why?!" Jorael shouted at the queen.

"Ughhh... that punch was something else..." Shaneh whispered in pain as she avoided answering.

"Come on! Get up!

I just wanted to talk to you!" Jorael exclaimed suddenly feeling an eerie feeling around him.

"What's now?!" he screamed as he looked around.

From the crowd around the ring, many people stood up, wearing a gold mask and covered in black cloaks, looking menacingly at the Queen. One of them shouted:

"Now is our chance!

Kill the Queen!

Kill her followers!

Kill the Succubus!"

The Demons panicked and cried out:

"The Cultists are here!"