webnovel

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
Classificações insuficientes
726 Chs

Target: Shadow Divine Fragment

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Kanorse was careful but dared to take risks to. He was a natural leader. Faced with this stranger with weird clothing and odd features, he didn't lose his temper despite the man's words. A few seconds later, Kanorse said, "The Ferde lord is busy. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."

"I know." The person nodded and smiled. "He's busy making a magic arm for you."

This made Kanorse furrow his brows. Not many knew what Link was doing. It was practically a secret. Thus, it put him on edge that a stranger said it like that.

"Who are you?!" Kanorse raised his voice. The Warriors beside him unsheathed their swords. If this mysterious guy answered incorrectly, they would behead him immediately.

The army wasn't a place for jokes.

This guy probably knew he was pushing it. Wiping away his smile, he said seriously, "I am Magician Dylosen from the Aragu Empire. As for what I know… It isn't hard for a Legendary Magician to find out these things."