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The Mysterious Black Magician

RPG STYLE NOVEL, MC DOING QUEST, KILLING MONSTERS, LEVELING UP, GAINING SKILL, AND etc... SYSTEM Deity, a newly invented modern gadget that helps humans to breakthrough their limiters. Our protagonist Yman Talisman was a young man, 17 years old, and an orphan. After he found out that he had a Hollow Cell symptom, he rejoiced. Now there was a way for him to cure his ill sister. But on the day of evaluation exams, because of an incident, he was late and only managed to get the weakest magic skill among the rest. How can someone like him fight monster monsters when his magic was the weakest and no use for fighting? No group wanted to let him joined them. In order to cure his sister, he had no choice but to fight monsters alone. When he finds out about a certain item that able to heal any kind of illness, he didn't think twice and embark into a journey. Leaving his ill sister to a trusted friend, he left the city and delves into adventures to search for it. THIS NOVEL IS A HIDDEN GEM!!! YOU WILL KNOW WHEN YOU REACH CHAPTER 100. MC HAD ALMOST UNLIMITED CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! (One of the best stories you can find in this platform!) ---Cover not mine--- Message me at discord if you have questions and suggestions: CloudSky#4375

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Going to leave

Seeing him at close distance, Almina felt he was more mysterious and also weird. And yet, she also felt some kind of inexplicable familiarity with him.

YMAN's sneaked attack to directly decapitate the enemy had been spoiled, when Almina called out his name out of the blue.

His heart went 'ops' out of a sudden.

Because of this, his attack that was supposed to land on the enemy's neck deviated to its arm.

"Ugh, s**t, this sneaky person again!" The enemy who was still in pain swears in his breath.

Without wasting time, the leader tried to escape to his right, but a kick was coming to his face.

Seeing that the kick wasn't fast approaching, the leader snorted on it.

'Damn, he's not even that fast. If not by a sneak attack, this sneaky black bastard would never land a hit to me!' He grumbled inside.

But contrary to his expectation, he saw the kick deliberately approaching his face. He was watching it like watching it in slow motion.