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Mage And Wolf

What is a Lycan to do when the world begins to end around her? Exactly as she pleases, turning life after the apocalypse into an adventure to make the world a more fun place. At least for her. When portals open to other worlds, an influx of mana crashes the grid and the monsters and cultivation techniques of fantasy novels become her new reality, she can either embrace change and stand atop the world as a hero or die in obscurity. It had been almost a month since the first portals opened, since mana spiked into the long dormant ley lines of Earth and blew out the majority of the world's power grid. Almost a month since humanity found out they weren't alone in the universe, that in fact they'd never been alone even on their own world. Since the handful of remaining Fae, the vampire and witch covens, the werewolf and Lycan packs had become public knowledge. Knowledge that many were not at all prepared to accept. The leaders of the various supernatural factions had convened and decided that hiding our presence was no longer in our best interests, that it was more important to control public opinions than to continue to exist in anonymity. And that's where our story starts

Aoki_Aku · Fantasía
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Chapter 163

"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you the Winner of this year's spell crafting competition, Black Dragon of the Shadowed Blade Sect." The announcer calls and everyone in the audience cheers.

Karl approaches the judges and shakes hands one after another with a big smile, enjoying the spotlight. "Thank you very much for the opportunity. Today's category was a fun one, and the contestants all did a great job." he says, loud enough for the crowd to hear him.

They all step aside to talk about spells and Mage type cultivation, while the stage is filled with cultivators I recognize from the alchemy judges table.

"If all the successful Inner Court alchemy contestants can gather and assemble here in the next twenty minutes please!" The lead judge calls out with an enhanced voice.

We start working our way to the stage, all just as eccentric looking as we were this morning, so the outfits weren't entirely a psychological tool to help undermine our competitors.