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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

One hundred and fifty-eight: Ignition (3)

After a while, Maya, who was sitting there, remained unmoved. She neither fiddled curiously nor turned to look at Malin. Time seemed to have frozen for her. Malin instinctively felt that something was amiss, but the two Divine Masters seemed to have already noticed the problem.

Together, they conjured a mirror made of Water Elementals in front of Maya.

In that moment, Malin saw many versions of Maya in the mirror, wearing a black wedding dress, her everyday clothes, tattered armor, and holding books.

More and more Mayas appeared in the mirror, of different ages and appearances: red-haired, grey-furred, silver-braided; old women, young children, proud-bosomed adults, and girls armored like bulletproof vests.

"What's with those leopard creatures pulling up a water mirror? I can't see anything," Xingyan frowned. "Is their potion working?"