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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 · ファンタジー
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234 Chs

The Red Salamander

Malcom activated his boots, and with full speed, he shot towards that place. He arrived in a fraction of seconds to the position where Selina was. She was breathing with difficulty and he was trying to make her take the position. 

He saw how Rodd attacked him. Scared by Selina and completely angry, he jumped at full speed and stabbed his dagger in the orc's remaining eye. 

This one attempted to hug him to make him explode, but Malcom, in anger, changed the dagger to turn it into a spear and pierce the orc's skull instantly.

Malcom ended Rodd's life at that moment, and without thinking, he jumped back to where Selina was to make her drink the potion. 

Unconscious, she could only let the liquid go down her mouth, and when it made effect, her superficial wounds healed, but her arm was still completely charred. She could barely regain consciousness. 

"I can't feel my arm!" She said while looking at Malcom with unmasked fear.