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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

Truths Unwelcome: Part 222 (2)

"You can cast your spell first," the battle mage said as he waved his longsword, "otherwise, once I close in, the situation will become very favorable for me."

Malin shook his head, "No need."

The countdown ended swiftly, and the young man started with a trick in an attempt to disrupt Malin's spellcasting while moving towards Malin's empty side.

But Malin sidestepped, dodging the spark aimed straight at his face, and with a pause of his staff, he silently released a Fireball. It interrupted the young man's movement, and as Malin took a step back, moving out of his charge range—a battle mage's charge combined with Blink is a method that doesn't even need a second to close in and unleash attacks. Malin had used it more than once to send apprentices flying, so naturally, he was on guard against this youngster.