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Fire Mage

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden! At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader. Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there. … In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body. 'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside. But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers! [Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!] ... If someone wants to contact me, you can send a request to my Instagram account or just send a mail. Contact via: akauthor02@gmail.com Discord: https: https://discord.gg/mYwPPbs6 Instagram Id: https://www.instagram.com/akauthor02/?hl=en Cover Pic credit: RafaelMousob

Ak02 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
750 Chs

Forewarning

Chapter 194: Forewarning

Samson's face turned gloomier as he saw the empty metal box.

He then turned around and showed it to the auctioneer lady.

"There is nothing inside." His voice turned abnormally colder.

On the other hand, the auctioneer lady's face went pale.

"H-How could that be? I just checked it a while ago, right?" She muttered in a shocked tone.

"Someone stole the potion right under our watchful eyes," Samson said in an icy tone and turned his head towards the backside seat.

His gaze soon landed on the white-haired old man!

"He is the culprit." He didn't show any fear and directly accused Charles.

The next instant, the whole hall went abrupt silence.

No one dared to even look into Samson's eyes.

No, some even turned their heads away as if they hadn't heard his earlier words!

All of them knew the temperament of this old man and shook their heads at Samson's reckless behavior.