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Advent of the Archmage

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. "Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?" What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game. "Bring it on!" Link answered confidently. "Then, best of luck." And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

Mo Xiang · Games
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726 Chs

Take Care, Kid

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"I take it you have some good news for me?"

Aisenis' appearance was abrupt. No energy fluctuations preceded it. He had appeared as a shadow, which then solidified into a physical body, from which sounded the Yabba man's clear, melodious voice.

As Yabba people were generally short, Aisenis would always appear on an elevated platform so that he would not have to keep his head raised to speak with someone.

At that moment, he had decided to make his entrance on a long table.

Link smiled. Without saying anything, he took out the Jogu pieces and began lining them up one by one on the table.

"Oh, are these Jogus? That's quite a collection. How did you manage to amass this much so quickly?"

Aisenis stared at the rows of Jogus. He stooped down and began inspecting each white stone on the table. After inspecting ten or so pieces, he turned around and looked at Link, "So you've collected 300 pieces of Jogu in total?"