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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
741 Chs

Chapter 128: Deep into the Night (VI)

Malin huddled against the wall on the second floor; a Chaos fireball had just visited the window opposite him. Considering there might still be some archer watching, Malin could only reload his firearm whilst lamenting about the extent to which Pamir City had become tainted.

After they entered the eastern district of the city, they actually began to encounter Chaos warriors. The fact that they hadn't anticipated meeting them cost their side seven dead and eleven wounded just to kill those Chaos warriors. Before they could catch their breath, the Chaotic Believers launched a cluster charge.

Although Lady Manli's guards had brought over two four-pound cannons with horses, they could not set them up before the close-quarters battle commenced; clearly, they couldn't just bomb the melee.

So the guards had to carry the two four-pound cannons up to the second floor.