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Manaless Mage

Harry Morton was born in an age where magic and mana ruled everything. He was unable to awaken his affinity and to make things worse he was born with a broken mana core foundation which meant he would never be able to create or develop a mana core. Since he couldn’t create a mana core, he would never be able to draw mana—not even the slightest strand. He was the first person to be born without a mana core foundation, the only one with the inability to draw mana. Due to this, he was regarded as trash by everyone: his parents, his friends, the society and even the academy he attended. It was until one day, during a mana beast attack when he almost lost his life. He saw a strange white line rapidly moving downwards, towards him. Unbeknownst to him, the white streak went into his body. When he woke up the next day, a strange message appeared in front of him. DING!! [Welcome Host to the Manaless mage system] However things didn’t end there, a lot of secrets were revealed to him, things greater than he could have ever imagined. Now that he had the power, would he save humanity? Follow the protagonist in his journey as the Manaless mage, as he rises to the absolute top! ——— Vote for Bonus Chapters! 200 Golden tickets for one Bonus Chapter! 500 Power stones for one Bonus Chapter! ******* Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

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Nathan’s Mana Aura

  Seeing the rockets landed on Nathan, Brenda made a fist pump, while panting heavily. 

   She was already nearing her limit, while Nathan didn't even seem like he was going all out against her.

   All she could do now was hope that powerful explosion was enough to knock him out, because she doubted she could even last for two more minutes.

  Her eyes squinted slightly, as she stared into the explosion, eager to see what remained of the combat mage after that attack.

   Finally, the flames and smoke cleared, revealing Nathan standing within them, completely unharmed!

   He had a smug smirk on his face, and his sword was held tightly within his right hand.

   His body was coated with a thick yellow aura, which wavered around him like a flame. The yellow aura also extended down to his sword, thinly covering it.

   Except for his clothes which were a little rumpled up at the edges, the rest of his body didn't even have single bruise.