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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.

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Void Tyrant and Astral Magician

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Crack! Crack!

Link slightly increased the frequency of the Demon Slayer Whip. This time, he controlled the whip with one hand while using a space-shattering spell.

Whenever he cut off a tentacle, he would cast a Spatial Rend. When the Spatial Rend arrived, Link would clearly see a ring of transparent spatial ripples form around the cut tentacle. It was like a film protecting the tentacle.

The space continued shaking but was stopped by the ripple. It took a full half second before the Spatial Rend touched the tentacle and pulverized it.

If a single cut tentacle could resist so powerfully, then the power of the entire creature went without saying. Link felt fortunate that he didn't use Spatial Restraint earlier.

After being turned to dust, the tentacle was finally completely dead.