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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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347 Chs

Chapter 217: To Rush or Not to Rush

The fighting within the inner city grew louder, and the flames of battle spread quickly throughout the city.

The blasts from destructive heavy weaponry caused shockwaves, one after another, sending up mushrooms clouds. Towering buildings collapsed thunderously in the fierce explosions, their booming sounds incessant like thunderstorms, setting fire to half the sky.

The flourishing inner city was suddenly plunged into chaos.

It was midnight when the pirates attacked, and the residents were in their dreams when the violent noises abruptly woke them.

Having scouted out the information beforehand, the pirates knew that the wealthiest people lived in the uppermost district of the city. Leading the charge were dozens of squadron captains with thousands of ferociously poor pirates who stormed into the mansions of great families to start looting.