Castle of Black Iron
After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten. In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive. A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger. The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron! Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together! ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content**
As the sharp and terrifying fiery battle qi flashed across the air with rain in the courtyard, the first batch of over 10 dare-to-die fighters was shattered into flesh.
In the clanks, those dare-to-die fighters' sabers and swords fell onto the ground. In the rain, the entire courtyard was paved with a scarlet carpet as a dense bloody smell started to suffuse in the courtyard.
With a faint, contemptuous smile, Elder Brother Huang drew back his hands as he said, "Fireflies dare scramble for brilliance with the moons. I'm really moved by these allegiant dogs of Zhang Taixuan!"
After throwing a glance at that colorful spiritual butterfly flying above his hand as he faintly frowned, "Zhang Taixuan has been here; however, he's already left. It seems that he's returned to Youzhou Province, will we..."