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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

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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Grinth Magic Academy

"Master, your lord must be very busy recently, right?" the king of Southmoon asked.

Eliard furrowed his brows at this. He'd heard that something happened to Link recently but this king looked dazed. This was his third time he started talking about Link. He seemed to really wish that Link could come to Southmoon.

"Your Majesty, our lord has been paying close attention to the situation in the North. If you run into any problems, let me know, and I will do my best to help you. If I can't, I will definitely help send the message." Eliard deepened his tone at the end.

"Oh, I see. That's good, that's good. I don't have any problems now." The king chuckled awkwardly. After a pause, he said, "Ah, let's not talk about this anymore, Master Eliard. You came from such a faraway place and must be tired. I won't disturb you anymore."

With that, he got up and left.