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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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The Sacrifice of My Soul was Meaningless

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Under the effect of the Oath Ring, Noyo's body separated into three. One body easily passed through the Sacred Light Wall and charged at Link.

Link immediately felt a shred of unrest appearing in the Mana surging into him. The Magicians in the magic seal were disturbed, affecting their spells.

"Steady! Keep steady! Don't worry about me!" Link muttered. He used Dragon Power to heighten his voice. It wasn't loud but still traveled clearly to each Magician's ear.

On the other side, seeing the Sacred Light Wall lose effectiveness, an archbishop's expression suddenly grew solemn. He and the other 11 had been kneeling in a circle, praying around the pope's body. Now, he stood up and walked towards the magic seal alone.

The other cardinals didn't move, but they all sighed simultaneously as if knowing his choice.

The cardinal prayed as he walked.