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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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724 Chs

Section 180: Intertwined Fate (Part Two)

There was no need to make a choice, Carol immediately gathered the refugees, now was not the time to hide—once the signal flare shot up into the sky, the Punisher brigades of the various churches would surely come at the first moment, and if the situation allowed, the City Guard Brigade would also join them, with Carol and the dozen or so Guards from the cult, they would likely not withstand even one volley of gunfire.

With this in mind, Carol even more resented this damned era—ever since firearms were discovered, they had profoundly changed the rules by which this world operated.

No longer were there days where Transcendents towered high above; the armies of Mortals could now contend with those lower-tier Transcendents using firepower, and even the once-noble owners of the Sequences had to admit that sometimes firearms were far more effective than Spell Formations, mutated limbs, or swords.