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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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The Enemy's Too Powerful, Let's Run While We Still Can (2/2)

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"He's heading northeast. He must be going to the Isle of Dawn."

Not too far away from the Shadow Fortress, Eliard was able to come to such a conclusion after observing the fortress' surroundings through a Mirror spell.

Link stood up with his sword in his hand. Looking in the general direction of the Isle of Dawn, he said, "The High Elves must have used some sort of technique to summon him such that his power wasn't even affected by the realm itself. He must be in a hurry to go back to Aragu through the Isle of Dawn."

The wind was howling bleakly through the mountains at that moment. Though the climate in the South was warm and the forest grew thick here, the battle they had with Morpheus had all but caused the trees around the fortress to shrivel up. Most of their yellowed leaves were blown loose by the bitter wind.

Eliard walked up to his side and looked in the Isle of Dawn's general direction. "Do you think we'll be able to stop him?"