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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 · Games
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Eve of the Final Battle (3/3)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Rumble, Rumble!

Half a mile outside the scientific capital of Lariel City, the magic cannons belonging to the Dark Elves were bombarding Lariel's magic defenses.

Lariel had no city walls. Instead, the city was surrounded by a magic dome barrier. This barrier was extremely strong and possessed the strength of a Level-9 expert. It was extraordinary, at least 30 feet thick, with a diameter of over 2.5 miles.

Every shot from the magic cannon was equivalent to the power of an expert Level-6 attack. Yet, although the Dark Elves had continuously bombarded the city for three days and expended over a thousand cannon shells, the magic barrier had only thinned slightly.

When Aymons arrived at the scene, the cannons were still going off without stopping.

"What's the situation?" Aymons immediately went to the commander's camp to ask his disciple, Lawndale.