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Advent of the Archmage

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. "Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?" What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game. "Bring it on!" Link answered confidently. "Then, best of luck." And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

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Battle Invitation at the Cliff

Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Basement

There was a basin-sized hole in the Ethereal prince's chest. His body was almost split into two. With this kind of injury, he still wasn't dead and was even still conscious.

This was because the body didn't belong to him. He was just possessing it. As long as the head wasn't damaged, he could still escape.

Different from regular Ethereals, Prince Harmod's soul was abnormally strong. Seeing that he was in a hopeless state, his eyes shone with silver light, and he roared. "Ah!"

Ping! With a crisp sound, his bracelet shattered into a burst of light. The white light flowed into Haromed's head. After that, the air around him blurred. A beam buried into it and his eyes dimmed. His body collapsed onto the ground with a thud, losing all presence of strength.

This time, Haromed had risked everything to escape. The entire process happened in the blink of the eye. The four couldn't even process it.