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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 · Fantasie
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Realization

Chapter 561: Realization

While Brooks blew himself up, Charles cast the [False Blink] spell on himself, disappeared from where he was standing and reappeared near the entrance.

Meanwhile, the unique ghosts also started to disappear one by one and were pulled into the Astral Realm.

After watching the final ghost disappear, Charles breathed out a sigh of relief and raised his hand. He casually reached out his hand, caught something in mid-air, and stored the Chaos Scroll in his space ring.

He then locked his gaze on the right-side spiral staircase and spoke coldly.

"You can show yourself now, Ezra."

Meanwhile, a wavy blonde-haired young man stepped downstairs through the spiral staircase and entered the grand hall.

He also held an eerie black sword and appeared sweating profusely.

"W-Who are you?" Ezra glanced at the tens of dead bodies and asked with a stiff tone.

On the other hand, Charles curled his lips upward and spoke.