MTL - The Last King of Darkness - Chapter 393 beginning of the great war

“Magic is magnificent.”

“Magic is mysterious.”

“Magic is a miracle.”

“Magic is also…violent!”

“The splendor that bursts out in an instant; the mystery is in the endless unknown; the miracle saves too much despair; the violence is…”

Teammate: “Don’t be crooked! The enemy is almost rushing up! Attack!”

“Oh, alright!”

The protagonist hurriedly took a deep breath of ‘hiss, fur’, and then concentrated on his breath.

next moment!

“Waaaagh——”

teammate:”……”

Related worlds: HP, Big Pineapple, WOW, One Man, Magic Comic Series, Magic Movie Series, DC, Marvel, etc.

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Defiance of natural order of a single young Dragon soul.

Karl, a young man stuck in a rough patch after losing his job and burning through almost all his savings, wandered through the cold, dark streets of Eldoria. On the damp, silent sidewalks, he stumbled upon something bizarre: an old gacha machine mysteriously appearing at every corner he turned, almost as if it was following him. Driven by a mix of curiosity and the overwhelming weirdness of the situation, Karl finally gave in and used his last bit of money on the machine. From the gacha ball, he pulled out a card with a barcode.Back in his cramped apartment, curiosity finally won over caution, and Karl scanned the barcode. To his shock, an app called “Common Sense Manipulation App” installed itself on his phone, claiming it could alter people's “common sense.”------Support Me By Gifts or Power Stones-----

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.