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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 · Jogos
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726 Chs

Blasphemers?

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Despite encountering hair-raising situations along the way, Link and the rest of the group had no other choice but to soldier on.

"We must have provoked the ire of the demons! We're all going to die!" muttered Jacques. Recent events had obviously scared the daylight out of him.

"Stop your bleating, you coward!" snapped Jacker, gradually becoming impatient with the leader of the militia.

Jacques would not have tolerated such brazen insults in normal circumstances without countering with a curt retort. But this time, he merely responded by massaging his temple with his fingers.

"I shouldn't have come to this damned place," murmured Jacques under his breath.

Anderson heard it though, and that was the last straw. He felt it was his duty as a royal knight and the official commander of this mission to teach Jacques a lesson, so he gave him a hard slap across the face.

"Silence! Have you forgotten your duty to obey your orders?" barked Anderson.