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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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716 Chs

Section 235: Everyone is a bridge to happiness for each other (4)_3

"Don't shoot! Turn on the flashlight!"

"I see the purple spirit light! There's a lot! Where's the UV grenade?!"

Cassie and Cohen were roaring.

Wraiths were shrieking.

"Who took my grenade!" Engma screamed, followed by sounds of a struggle.

"Malin! What did you touch?!" Liu Jin could feel Malin in front of him fighting with something, as he could see some light flickering.

"Damn it, the lights in the corridor are on!" Cassie shouted in despair.

The next second, sacred light arose—a small but holy sphere of light rose, illuminating half the corridor, revealing the wraiths' final forms, the shocked faces of their four owners, and Malin, holding the World Tree Sapling, nailing a wraith woman to the ground.

"What's going on." Liu Jin looked around, the area was covered in ash piles, he knew these were residuals after the wraiths were purified.