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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 · Fantasia
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Chapter 59: One for the Team

After the battle that eradicated the Cursed Faction from Morgeth, the Six spent the rest of the day stacking the dead in the underground plaza. The few wounded Cultists who remained alive did not think twice about committing suicide, rather than asking the Sage to heal them. Once the pile of bodies has been stacked, they prepare to set fire to the funeral pyre.

"Firewall!" Jorael cast to light a magical fire to burn the flesh and bones of all deceased Demons.

The purple heptagram of Arcane Magic appeared, shining brightly and reflecting the light in the eyes of the Six, and then suddenly a pillar of fire engulfed the heap of dead. Jorael approached Kimora, who was still holding Zeke's head in her arms, and urged her by saying:

"Kimora... it's time."

Everyone stared at her, as she said with teary black eyes:

"Goodbye, father.

I hope that one day we will meet again…"