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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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718 Chs

Section 205: Foreign Malevolent Guest (Part 2)_3

As they released their bowstrings, the moment the arrows were nailed into human flesh, and when the cries of the dying rang out, Ails seemed to hear the pleasing chime of a cash register.

The business here is done. Time to head to the Prairie Elf Tea Restaurant in Mark City and enjoy a meal of Positive Energy Meat Soup cooked with Holy Water as the base, along with Holy Pumpkin Porridge and Salvation Sausage made with potions for treating lethal wounds, all of which are Ails's favorites, even if indulging in these delicacies requires transformation spells and a lot of Gold Coins.

But who makes Ails an Undead, to whom Gold Coins are merely numerous collectibles in his storage.

They are as delicious as pufferfish, and every Lich should go there once to experience the bliss of Holy Water exploding in their mouths, to listen to the low murmurs of maxims beside their ears, and to contemplate the instant their Soul Fire is ignited by the potions.