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Odyssey of the Blind God

In a desolate world where humans are on the brink of extinction, conquering countless dungeons, fighting against ferocious beasts, what happens to someone blind and powerless? Nial's glorious fate was taken from him when he was only three, leaving him blind and without a trace of mana. 15 years later he was still enduring the humiliation of a rotten society that favored the mighty. Society nearly took away his innocence and brightness, forcing him to mature, giving him an unbending will. However, everything changed the moment he awoke his Origin. He devoured Ancient Curses and slaughtered Gods and Devils! Angels? He will make them kneel! Devils and the such? All will be in his grasp ** Even though I’m blind, I see more than anyone else! I devour Curses and take control over darkness. Mark my words… [It will be all of you that will have to kneel in front of me!] Just come at me Dragons, Angels, Devils, and Gods…if you dare to! Otherwise, my ascend will be your doom! Follow the odyssey of an ordinary, blind youth towards godhood as his fate that had once been taken from him shall be returned. Witness his pain, and growth to an existence feared even by Ancient Gods and Fiends from primordial times! ** [A/N: The MC's behavior in the early stage of the Novel will be different from what the Synopsis suggests. Please take a note of that while reading :D]

HideousGrain · 奇幻
分數不夠
766 Chs

Runic constellation!

After looking at the piece of paper in front of them, Miranda and Mathias were frustrated.

"Why is it not working? I'm pretty sure that the Basic [Endurance] runic constellation we inscribed is correct…" 

Several days had passed since the three had begun to inscribe runic constellations on an ordinary piece of paper.

The runic constellations wouldn't have any effect when drawn on these papers but one should still be able to sense the runic constellations as long as they were inscribed properly.

Both Miranda and Mathias had been staring at their papers for a while and had grown certain that they had made no mistake.

However, after averting their gaze at Nial, they could clearly tell that their inscription was incorrect.

'Is it the connection between the lines? Were we too slow in the inscription process? Or what exactly is it?'