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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

Repetitive Day

Chapter 536: Repetitive Day

As Charles took a step forward and moved towards the hall, he analyzed everyone and soon saw goat skull tattoo symbols on their arms and wrists.

At that moment, a 40-years-old man who stood a few ten meters away from Charles also noticed his arrival and looked at him in confusion.

He held a walking stick in his hand, had pure white hair, a wrinkled face, and a stern look.

Meanwhile, Charles also looked in his direction and noticed a familiarity upon seeing him.

'Wait, he is the one who took Ezra from the alley. What is his name again? Hayden, right?' While he was in deep thoughts, Hayden frowned deeply, pointed his finger in his direction, and asked.

"Who are you? How did you come here?"

Noticing the silence, he instantly realized something was wrong and roared.