Ayazia27

Thousands of years ago, The Magus Games were founded, and every young magus from various academies was forced to participate in deadly battles, throwing them into the arena of slaughter. Two kingdoms that stood on a large and ancient continent, it is said that the Gropus Continent was a lost continent called the Blue Continent. But it disappeared without a trace, just a legend passed down from generation to generation.

The Magus Games were born from the games of the past that continue to exist in the present and the future. I don't know who started it. Such a terrible game that throws the young Magus into the arena of slaughter. Survive while slaughtering each other and facing something terrible just to achieve victory.

Morgan Agathias, could that be his name, or is there another name hidden behind a mystery?

Morgan lives in a poor neighborhood in a disadvantaged area. Discrimination and injustice made Morgan want to become the strongest magus and turn his kingdom and birthplace into a peaceful place.

Armed with a genius brain and boundless spirit magic power, but not enough to overcome his weaknesses. Just practicing is not enough, let alone facing the strongest enemies that await him in the future.

No one knows what secrets lie within. Morgan will find out, and he will be caught in a vortex of vengeance that has existed for thousands of years.

The Magus Games

I only suffered bruises on my face and back. It wasn't that difficult to follow Morgan from behind. Valley Lake, a place like that, I always stays away from dangerous routes and looks for safe ones. Some say that the valley lake is inhabited by level 80 demonic mythical creatures, the most powerful demonic mythical creatures, with spirit magic power exceeding that of a first-rank Upper Magus.

Morgan suggests that they hide in the valley lake, but is a little unsure about where Morgan is going now because of the possible danger. Seeing that Morgan wasn't worried and felt the place was safe, I didn't doubt that Morgan's instincts were always right. Morgan always had the right feeling and was never wrong.

The valley lake was still quite far away and they had been confronted by five people, one of whom was Leon. The young man with wild animal fangs harbored hatred and was always after Morgan and me. They had become targets for Leon to kill.

Chapter 48 Death Threshold