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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 · Fantasie
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Chapter 64: The Man behind the Mask

Several days passed since Jorael and his group left Vas'Anellir to head northeast, bypassing the fog. Their journey had been difficult most of the time, as the Magic Beasts continued to attack them in large numbers.

"Ahhhh it's so tiring!

Ok, I do some exercise but dis is a little too much!" Kimora whined as she removed her dagger from a Basilisk's head.

"Ah! Sister is right!

Forseti is always looking for action, but not being able to sleep most nights is becoming unbearable! "Bromur exclaimed as he washed the monster's blood off his dear ax.

"It's Catoblepas' fault.

He is ruining the entire habitat of the Dark Forest.

At this point, I think he went straight to the Fog Banks because Magic Beasts of all kinds are coming out of there." Jorael explained as he checked the Basilisk's carcass.

"Yet, we haven't met him or any other Behemoths." Cyn'Thia pointed out as she collected arrows that she previously fired at the now-dead monster.