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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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541 Chs

One hundred and sixty-three: Observation (1)

Last time the intelligence came in, it mentioned a group of people from some Church distributing drugs in the West City District. Malin and Faye seemed unprepared, but in truth, both boys had already set their coordinates and were holding teleportation scrolls worth thousands, with Faye also holding a Protection Spell—Anti-Evil Magic Array in his left hand.

Meanwhile, Malin was holding a violin case in his left hand, appearing like a child from the Church of Art and Beauty, but if it were opened, everyone would see that inside the box were two lever-action shotguns with their barrels sawed off.

Lever principle, four rounds loaded, gauge number eight, duckbill muzzle—it was designed to sweep away all manner of monsters and demons.