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It had been hundreds of years since humanity and their Witch allies had been forced to retreat to the fortress cities after the disastrous war to eliminate the Magi Clans. 

Nuclear weapons had burned the skies, and Grand Magic pulled entire continents beneath the seas before the end, but the victory was secured, no Magi was left alive in their slowly recovering world. 

Or so they thought. 

Wolfe Noxus was born on the lower levels of a fortress city run by the Morgana Coven, raised under the glow of magical lights, with magic and technology entwined in every aspect of his life. 

But after his eighteenth birthday, when a get rich quick scheme led him to the forbidden ability to use the powers of the Magi, his whole life would change. 

The forbidden inheritance of the Magi was his. All he had to do was live long enough to embrace it.

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Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King

None of the fleeing bandits made it past the explosions and vines to reach the tree line outside the camp.

All that was left were the people lying on the ground and the ones in the cages when Wolfe landed in the camp next to the spot where the prisoners were held and completely deactivated the Gravity Array.

If some of the prisoners were weak or sickly, it could cause them issues to continue being in the raised gravity, though the effect was nearly unnoticeable here in the cages.

"Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen. You have the honour to be in the presence of the Snow Demon. These despicable sorts of bandits attacked the farmers I was travelling with, and I take that sort of thing personally, so please do point out if there are any others hiding among the survivors." Wolfe greeted them.

363 Camp Liberated