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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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504 Chs

Chapter 293: Duel (2)_2

The next second, Malin blocked the incoming slash with his right-hand longsword and swept his left-hand sword horizontally, forcing back the baron in front of him.

The next second, Malin's retaliation dodged this thrust, and the next second, using an illusion to attract the attack, when the illusion circling to the right was shattered by the hit of the sword hilt, Malin's own stab had already been launched on the left side.

The baron parried the strike—the greatsword planted firmly in the earth blocked this lunge, but Malin's exceedingly sharp longsword cut a gash in the blade of the greatsword.

Like a hot knife through butter.

The baron abandoned his greatsword, then dragged a bone sword out of the void.

It was suffused with the aura of Chaos.

The members of the Mage Tower below immediately reinforced the shield of the battlefield.

Malin looked at the man before him and sighed, "In the end, you still became the very thing you once loathed most."