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Magic Shop System

Ranulf never thought he would open his eyes again, as he laid in his own pool of blood. Unaware and ignorant of the portrayals of destiny. After the curtains of his existence collapsed, a new and fascinating life began. He transmigrated on the Pengolla—the magical world, filled with mythical creatures and cruel demons and powerful wizards—inside the boy named Kadyn. He thought he could live a peaceful life after finding out that his predecessor had no talent in magic. However, things never go according to the way we want them to be. Out of nowhere, a voice sounded in his head that shattered his world before it could take form inside his memory. [Host transmigrated successfully] [Host need to find a shop in twenty-four hours, or his soul will dissipate] Follow Kadyn on this fantastic journey, and see how he will overcome all the hardships and challenges in the future. How would he save himself and his family and his shop from greedy people? And how would he become a hunter instead of hunted after learning the harsh lesson from life? ______________________________________________ [Read all the free chapters before assuming anything about the story] ______________________________________________ The cover isn't mine. All credit goes to the artist. If the owner has any problem, please contact me, and I will put down the cover, or we can reach an agreement.

Eternal_Demon · Fantasy
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246 Chs

Terror of Zephyr(2)

Kadyn squinted as the bright rays of the sun fell into his eyes as he tried to look at the figure, almost blinding him. Though he cared little about it at the moment, his gaze was fixed on a shadow that flapped its vast wings, rushing towards the Avibria City. 

"All the archers, be ready to shoot!" a shout came from up ahead. Kadyn looked and realised that it was Barret, commanding. At the very front were the soldiers with the crossbows; behind them were ordinary archers and at their backs stood people with javelins in their hands, ready to throw them at any moment, looking at the approaching calamity with terror-stricken eyes. But they still held their weapons as tight as they could with their trembling hands.