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The War of the Primals

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

Alb22 · Guerra
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129 Chs

The Awakening of the Asura

Adall was panting, his breath becoming shorter and shorter as a throbbing pain consumed his entire body. After all, he had just been struck by the first four lances produced by the spell [Eternal Grudge], and the last three were already only a few meters away from the immobile figure he had become.

As he knelt, vomiting blood and wearing an expression that showed he was suffering torment, his skin, however, showed no scratches, let alone the deep gashes that a lance embedded in a body might leave. This was because the manifestations of Eternal Grudge did not target the flesh but the soul.

He realized this when his living clone, far from the battlefield, began experiencing the same pain as him when the third dark lance struck. With the fourth, the clone, which housed only a fragment of Adall's soul, could no longer withstand the damage it was receiving and dissipated under the frightened gaze of a certain she-wolf.