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Manaless Mage

Harry Morton was born in an age where magic and mana ruled everything. He was unable to awaken his affinity and to make things worse he was born with a broken mana core foundation which meant he would never be able to create or develop a mana core. Since he couldn’t create a mana core, he would never be able to draw mana—not even the slightest strand. He was the first person to be born without a mana core foundation, the only one with the inability to draw mana. Due to this, he was regarded as trash by everyone: his parents, his friends, the society and even the academy he attended. It was until one day, during a mana beast attack when he almost lost his life. He saw a strange white line rapidly moving downwards, towards him. Unbeknownst to him, the white streak went into his body. When he woke up the next day, a strange message appeared in front of him. DING!! [Welcome Host to the Manaless mage system] However things didn’t end there, a lot of secrets were revealed to him, things greater than he could have ever imagined. Now that he had the power, would he save humanity? Follow the protagonist in his journey as the Manaless mage, as he rises to the absolute top! ——— Vote for Bonus Chapters! 200 Golden tickets for one Bonus Chapter! 500 Power stones for one Bonus Chapter! ******* Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

Gladstone_ · Fantasy
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243 Chs

Bad situation

The power behind the rocks didn't reduce when they exploded but rather increased; the explosions were propelling them forwards with more power.

The little pieces scattered around hit the mana beast in different parts of its face.

Since it was facing the rocks with the idea to formerly dodge them head on, most of them hit it in the face.

The pain brought by a single piece didn't inflict much damage to it, neither did it cause great pain, however, the pain and feeling of every piece hitting it at once, especially with such great speed, managed to hurt it quite well.

Little cuts appeared around his face and little drops of blood bled from them.

Some even went into its eyes, causing them to turn red, hindering his sight. It reflexively shut its eyes while trashing around, wailing in a bid to ease the pain.

The most annoying thing of all for the cobra was Harry who kept on shooting those rocks relentlessly.

SCREECH!!