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

Fire Magus Master, Lord Ezhel Crimson. There is no need to doubt that he is the strongest Mage, his fighting and combat experience on the battlefield. He can easily face enemies alone without the slightest difficulty. Like it or not, I followed his orders to look after Celine, after I told him that it wasn't just the man with the magic mist. There was a woman with a green dress and snake-like eyes, but the woman didn't seem to be there.

Lord Ezhel still asked me to be alert and stay where I was. If I leave while I'm still recovering, there's a chance that enemies will attack us on the way.

He took out his sword which was red flame, like a blazing red flame in the clear sky. The sword looks unique apart from being bright red, on the handle, the iron circle of the sword forms the symbol of a lion swallowing the sword.

"Who are you? You from Horaces?" Lord Ezhel asked, but the flat-faced man didn't open his mouth at all, just answered no.

Chapter 109 Fake Smiles Hide Hate