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The Hunter's Mark

Three thousand years ago. The seven most powerful magicians in the world, The Sacred Virtues, sealed the evil Four Horsemen by using the magic power of sixteen people. Three thousand years later. Humans continue to choose sixteen people who will sacrifice their magic to keep the evil sealed. Malcom is one of these ‘lucky’ people as soon as he was born. Because of being chosen as the bearer of the Mark, Malcom could only use a part of his magic. How could he then live normally when everything in the world requires magic to function? He was considered weak, thus became a social outcast. Tired of being mistreated and humiliated, Malcom fights to prove his true worth. But things get even more complicated when fanatical Horsemen worshiping fans begin kidnapping the Marked people like him… *** Author's Note: 3 chapters or more every Friday 100 Power Stones = +1 Extra ch/week 300 Power Stones = +2 Extra ch/week 700 Power Stones = +4 Extra ch/week 1000 Power Stones = +7 Extra ch/week Extra chapters will be published at the end of each week based on the power stones earned that week. Want to sponsor an extra chapter? Send a gift of 1000 coins and you will also get a shout out. Thank you!

slevink · Fantasy
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234 Chs

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Malcom could perfectly see Baxter on the other side because the saw had sliced ​​everything that stood between them. 

Baxter's arms parted from his body. The mage was looking at his abdomen with a complicated expression. There was a surprise and disbelief in his face as he watches himself began to bleed prominently. 

As his torso was split and the dimension disappeared, returning to the platform.

Everyone began to celebrate with shouts and applause, but Malcom turned his back on his opponent, looking at his deck. 

Everyone cheered his name when Baxter, full of anger and uncontrolled by the substances inside him, shouted like a madman before attacking Malcom from the back.

Malcom was prepared to eliminate him. However, in a split second, a flash of lightning stepped forward as Malcom turned his head. 

Clare pointed at Baxter with two fingers as Albert put his huge hand on the boy's shoulder behind him.