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#OVERPOWERED
#NONHUMAN
#URBAN
#MYTH
#ADVANCEDTECHNOLOGY
#SUMMONS

Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died. He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized! Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then! Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card? The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael) Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again! With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

RavenClaw471 · Urban
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727 Chs
#ROMANCE
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#NONHUMAN
#URBAN
#MYTH
#ADVANCEDTECHNOLOGY
#SUMMONS

Momotaro Vs. Intruder

The dark figure remained silent, surveying the cell, taking note of the hopeful gazes from the Onmyoji and other prisoners. Yet, instead of focusing on their expressions, it scrutinized their bodies for any signs of torture or injury.

"It seems they haven't interrogated you yet," the figure remarked with its distorted voice.

"That's fortunate... Then, you shall all be liberated!" With those words, a glimmer of hope spread among the prisoners as the dark figure raised its hand.

A surge of magic began to gather within its grasp, casting a heavy weariness upon the prisoners. Their eyelids drooped under the weight of exhaustion.

"First, I need you all to sleep; my teleportation magic isn't strong enough to transport conscious individuals," the figure explained in its distorted voice.

With a compelling rationale and the dark figure's enchantment taking hold, the prisoners ceased to resist, succumbing to slumber one by one.