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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
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721 Chs

Chapter 210: The Cost of Growing Up_3

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To put it plainly, it refers to an unlucky fellow who has never seen the big storms and waves of life.

Returning to the fountain, Malin sat down, "Is there anyone still alive in this world?"

"I don't know, in this city only I am still alive... perhaps I can't really be considered alive, but I guess I am the last living person from home." The child, holding the Baby Spirit, seemed to reminiscence and sigh, "Everyone is dead, sisters and brothers, younger brothers and sisters, only me all alone... but... I probably should be dead too."

"Exactly which Chaos has invaded and destroyed the world?"

"Chaos, the Evil God, has not invaded, but everyone fell ill... everyone said it was Nagoth's doing, they all said so."

Malin stood up, he uncovered the cart, revealing the crushed remains of the child.

Within the vision of Spiritual Energy, purple dust was stirred up but was quickly purified completely by the Blessing Spell of Fio, Lorrin, and Melo.