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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.

Mo Xiang · Juegos
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726 Chs

Too Embarrassing

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Forest

Link stood steadily on the ground. Blue haze wrapped around him, covering his body.

His Dragon Power limit had reached 17000 points. One point was equal to five Mana points for humans. This meant he had 85000 Mana points in total.

The magnitude of this was unbelievable. Only five people in all of Firuman had power of a larger scale than Link—the Red Dragon Queen, Bryant, Dark Magician Eugene, Light Magician Halino, and Shadow Walker Morpheus.

The three High Elves before him had only broken past Level-10. Their power wasn't even one-fourth of Link's. If converted to Dragon Power, they had 4000 points at most. They couldn't even be compared.

Regardless of power, Link's knowledge of magic was on a completely different scale too.

The High Elves lived on the Isle of Dawn, the home of magic. They'd practiced magic for more than 30 years too. From this, they should be masters, but this wasn't so.