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Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Lucius was a man born to a pair of lowly servants that worked for the Great Demon worshiping Barrom clan. Growing up in the harsh conditions of the Barrom clan where magic and power reigned supreme, he weathered through humiliation and schemes. Knowing that he wanted to be the oppressor than the oppressed, he began his conquest. Not averse to betraying or scheming, Lucius made use of his allies as mere pawns to be sacrificed. Learning that a powerful artifact lost eons ago was hidden in an ancient ruin, Lucius betrayed and sacrificed one of his closest people, his lover without hesitation. But he didn’t know that fate had a different plan for him and the artifact he had yearned for would send his soul hurtling across the cosmos, forcing it into the broken body of a young man called Asher Inanis. Coming to his senses he finds the world to be completely different where the magic of his previous world did not exist, but what did was ‘Gifts’. Witness how he learns about the world, gains power and reigns supreme against all odds becoming the Demonic Sage. P.S. This is a slow paced novel and has a lot of world development at start. If this is not to your taste, you may not like it. *** I do not own the cover, will remove it if asked. --- join the discord server : discord.gg/fkTbUfBRsH

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A Rightful Spar

And the shield suddenly disappeared from Viscountess Blackshield's left hand and reappeared in the vulnerable area.

Lucius's eyes widened and he became stunned for a moment, lowering his sword as he had used up all the charges of the Wind Scar Sword.

'That… that is the full extent of her abilities?' Lucius thought. 'It is far greater than I have expected. At my current state now? With this body and its limitations… this does not seem like a winnable fight. I have used up my possible ace and she countered it effectively.'

Viscountess Blackshield on the other hand squared her shoulders, withstanding most of the attacks on her own. She was slightly off balance, but then quickly dashed forwards to Asher and gained her footing that sway.

The Viscountess swung her mace and launched several attacks on Asher. This time, they were even stronger than the last time. A huge grin on Viscountess Blackshield's face.