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Mechanical Alchemist

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!

Blindness · Games
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392 Chs

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Su Lun knew exactly what had surprised the "Sand Demon" Horace.

"Sequential Firing" was far from being as simple as pulling the trigger four times in a row. This gun art required not only high skill and proficiency with firearms but also extraordinary muscular reflex speed, strength, and resilience.

Though Su Lun's firearm skills might not have measured up to the "Blind Detective" Bill from before, when it came to physical strength, not a single gunman in Old Lington could reach his current level.

He lacked neither skill nor proficiency with guns, and his body was strong enough.

That's why he could barely manage to fire four shots.

Even so, after executing the "Quadruple Sequential Firing," Su Lun felt a sharp, burning pain in his forearm, as if a few muscle fibers had snapped.

It was worth it to take down this tough-skinned brute in a flash.

And it wasn't a big problem, for his highly active cells were rapidly healing those minor injuries.

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