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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
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751 Chs

Journey

Chapter 347: Journey

A few minutes later, Charles erased most of her memories, swiftly unsheathed the black dagger from his waist, and plunged it into her throat.

The Red Human woman twitched for a few seconds and finally went motionless.

'Good.' Charles nodded his head, took a drop of her blood, let it drop on his palm, and started to shape-shift.

Once he changed himself into a 25-years-old looking woman, he removed her dress, shoes, and ornaments and then wore them one by one.

"Hanna… What a nice name."

Muttering inwardly, he turned his gaze towards the six-legged horse and grinned.

Meanwhile, the horse got frightened by his grin and started to back away.

"Riack." He muttered in a strange language called Fars Language, conjured a ball of red flame, and tossed it on the dead woman's body.

On the other hand, the horse seemed to have been enchanted by that word and started running towards him!