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Chapter 80: The World Down Under

Happy reading, enjoy your weekend, and see you on Monday!

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Clashing blades and blood-chilling roars echoed through the Mists as Jerry jumped from stone island to stone island. The dark water was calm beneath his feet, only revealing the slightest of ripples despite the raging battl...

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‎Chapter 79: Believe in the Rock

A howl cut through the mist, echoing from all directions at once. Another replied soon, followed by a third.

Everyone looked at each other, suddenly filled with adrenaline. The ambush had failed.

"RUN!"

Nobody knew who said it first, but the entire group instantly sprinted away,...

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Chapter 78: Ambushing an Archmage

Happy day of the week where only you guys get a chapter! Hehe.

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A colossal column of black light rose from the lake’s depths to the sky. It was wide enough to fit two people with arms extended, and the mist churned where it passed, swirling around it like a vortex. In fact, the c...

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Chapter 77: It's Death, In a Lake!

The core area of the Mists of Death was a broad valley surrounded by rolling hills. The mists from all around slithered towards here, slowly at first and then faster , distilling their very essence into the valley. Death energy covered the ground in layers, dense enough to turn liquid, forming a ...

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Chapter 76: Disturbing the Archmages

Happy new week bros! How's everyone? I'm sick. Mostly with the meaning of really cool, but also a little ill. Nothing which can stop me from writing, but enough that I'm mostly trapped inside the house for a couple days. The weather's so nice, too...

Bummer :(

On the other hand, I did...

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New Posting Schedule!

Sup bros!

Hope you're all doing well. Me, I'm sick. Not just because I'm super cool, but also because I'm a little ill -- but nothing that can stop me from writing.

So, the Rising Stars period is over (we did better than expected!) and my backlog is running low. That means we're now s...

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Chapter 75: Eating a Bug

The boundaries between different schools of magic can blur.

Take mirrors, for example; the same result can be achieved through either hydromancy or photomancy.

Another example is the connection between biomancy and necromancy. The former influences the body and t...

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Chapter 74: Bone Monstrosity

Marcus sat and watched the Billies mime.

"They’re sad?" he asked. "No, trapped? Are they trapped?"

Billy One moved his hand: so and so.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" A vein popped on Marcus’s temple. "Come on, boys, try harder; how difficult can it be?"

The...

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Chapter 73: You Are Worthy

Jericho was fighting. His long, dark, oily hair swiped through the air as he ducked under a massive club, then clenched his large fist. With a fearsome roar, he buried it deep into the giant’s stomach—the highest part he could reach.

The giant reeled, pale skin going slack on its bare b...

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Chapter 72: The Tentacle Master

"NOOO—"

A tentacle slapped the wall over Boney’s head.

"KYAAH!"

Another slapped Laura’s calf, almost making her trip. Headless roared in confusion. The terrifying creature behind them continued its silent pursuit.

They had been running for some time now. The tentacle...

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Chapter 71: Soul War

Axehand and Horace stepped over a pile of newly created corpses and went on their way.

"I’m worried," Horace said. "If everyone is facing undead at these quantities, they might struggle a bit."

Axehand grunted in agreement. He shared the same worry—would Master make it? However, a...

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Chapter 70: Poor Akolateronim

Akolateronim belonged to a species known as Watchers; ruthless, calculating, and fiercely intelligent floating eyeballs.

It was also the architect of the Prism Dungeon, as well as its caretaker. The Guardian, the tentacle monsters and their leader, the hell hounds… Everything here was und...

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Chapter 69: Prepare for Trouble, and Make it Double

The world is strikingly magnificent and diverse beyond belief. I have witnessed winged tigers and giant lizards, tiny people and large ones, and an entire civilization under the water. I have even seen flying whales—they are not a myth, after all!

What a nice world to live in...

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Chapter 68: The Hunters, the Hunted, and Jerry

"Ugh." Jerry held his head as he got off the floor. "That hurt."

He was welcomed by an affectionate oink. Boboar appeared, poking Jerry with his snot to make him feel better. Foxy was on the other side, looking at him with wide, empty eyes.

"Oh, you guys are here too!" Jerry smiled. "...

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Chapter 67: A Recipe for Disaster

The Prism Dungeon was a place darker than even the black mists above—not due to supernatural environmental hazards, but a simple lack of illumination.

"Let there be light," Jerry whispered. A spark flashed in the darkness as a torch burned to life, shedding light in a large radius around ...

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Chapter 66: Entering with a Bang

The darkness endlessly zoomed past, the dry earth below giving its place to more dry earth. Traveling the Mists of Death gave the illusion of wandering a fake world where space had little meaning.

It was awe-inspiring, in a sense. Terrifying, in another.

"It’s been hours!" Boney com...

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Chapter 65: The Mists of Death

The Mists of Death were a place of darkness.

The earth and sky were shrouded, while the billowing winds carried the chilling touch of death. Visibility was terrible, making the airship float alone in what seemed like infinite, all-encompassing darkness. Only an ever-present glow, like the l...

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Chapter 64: Entering the Mists

The pentality of magic is present in everything.

Five schools of magic. Five types of nature spirits. Five Archmages. Five Primordials.

Why is our entire world built around photomancy, biomancy, pyromancy, hydromancy, and necromancy? These five obviously form som...

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Chapter 63: Better Die Fighting than Hiding

Jerry’s heart shook, but he insisted.

"I can try," he said. "Wizards are frail. An ambush, a trick… There have to be ways I can win."

"There aren’t. You don’t even understand how terrifying Archmages are, Jerry…" Horace’s voice suddenly broke, ending in a long, trembling s...

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Chapter 62: Riding the Tiger

Goddamn it, I'm so unused to posting regularly again. I forgot. Sorry for the delay guys. Here's the two chapters I owe you, and see you tomorrow!

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As Archmage Arakataron’s skull face appeared in a circular portal, everyone froze.

"Who are you?" he asked coldly. "And why ar...

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‎Chapter 61: Punching Above One’s Weight

The tribe gasped collectively. People stepped back, some gazing at Horace with concern and others at the wizard with thinly veiled hatred.

"No…" A muffled sound came from the ground as Horace struggled to raise his head. Pretending or not, he was clearly hurt. "I really…wasn’t lyingâ€...

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Chapter 60: Taxes are the Devil’s Work

"Tax collectors?" Jerry stood up. "What—"

"Quick!" Horace bolted upright, his voice suddenly filled with haste. "Hide, hide, quick!"

"Horace—"

"No time to talk!" the death spirit yelled. "Hide now!"

"Follow me!" A nearby woman grabbed Jerry’s arm, pulling him aside a...

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Chapter 59: The Dead Lands’ Secret

The days didn’t pass; they flowed.

Uninhibited, one by one, slowly yet quickly, they slid through the group with the ups and downs of a sun that changed nothing. The Akshik tribe was a place of serenity; there were no worries.

Food was rich—the swamp had plenty of edible vegetatio...

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Chapter 58: Flying Whales Can Be Fun

Marcus wiggled his toes, then smiled under his mustache.

"Laura!" he asked. "Can we have some more, please?"

"Yes, please!" a death spirit agreed.

"It’s running low!" replied another.

Laura chuckled. "Fine," she said, waving her hands in the air. "Have a bunch."

Wa...

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Chapter 57: Death Spirits

"No need to make a big deal about it." Jerry laughed. "The pleasure’s all ours!"

"Not nearly." Horace smiled back, a hint of knowledge on his black lips. He turned his body sideways, motioning to the people behind him. "Let us apologize for testing you like this. We don’t enjoy it, but ...

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Chapter 56: Granny’s Vision

The old woman’s voice rang out in the darkness, steeped in the mirth of old age. It was fleshy and wet, as she had no teeth, bringing a chill to those who heard it. She also spoke slowly, pausing every once in a while to breathe.

Through the darkness, Jerry could tell she had a few tattoo...

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Chapter 55: The Akshik Tribe

I messed up my scheduler, but here's yesterday's chapter. Enjoy!

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Jerry, Laura, Boney, Headless, Boboar, and Foxy stood face-to-face with a bow-wielding, creepy-looking creature. It resembled a human, except its skin was paper-white and everything else was pitch-black, the kind tha...

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‎Chapter 54: An Unlively Swamp

A massive form erupted from the mud, splattering brown everywhere as it lunged for Axehand’s waist. Jerry’s eyes widened.

This was a zombie crocodile. It stretched at least six feet long, with its mouth alone taking up two, and its body was almost perfectly preserved, including its fier...

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Chapter 53: The Dead Lands

The Mists of Death are taboo; none who enter return, or so we were told by the local death spirits. We intend to challenge that notion. We have brought wizards, warriors, equipment, knowledge, and experience; no matter what dangers lie inside, they will not faze us.

However, in...

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‎Chapter 52: A Majestic Bird

Jerry rubbed his eyes. It didn’t help; he could still see a whale flying in the distance.

"That’s a whale," Marcus noted.

"I would rub my eyes too…if I had any," Boney said. Axehand grunted in amusement.

"What are you talking about? Everyone knows there’s flying whales,"...

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