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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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712 Chs

Chapter 257: Suppression (Part 3)

Now that things here were settled, Malin had the Baron take his troops to tidy up the place before setting it on fire—innocent victims, remnants of Chaos, and all those chaotic scribbles. After all, not only this village but also the surrounding beaches would be uninhabitable for a while, unless a Clergy specialized in Purification came to cleanse the area. Otherwise, who would dare to live here and risk becoming a horrific change?

Thereafter, following the previous agreement, Malin took his people to the next target location, where another assault team was in charge of cleaning up; they had agreed to regroup with whoever finished their task first.

Since Malin's team was done first, they naturally moved toward the others. Over a few hills, Malin saw the battle on the distant hilltop—it seemed like two or three thousand people were fiercely engaged in combat.