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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Salty Fish Pilot · Games
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523 Chs

Chapter 261: Moonlight Greatsword

Shard, Miss Annette, Miss Beyas, and the Silver-Eyed One all entered the range enveloped by the Sublimation Incantation.

With wings sprouting from its back and vines entwined around its body, the mutated monster roared towards the heavens amidst the blood-red dusk. A blood-colored greatsword appeared in its hands, and it raised the sword high, aiming at Shard, who had finally managed to draw the longsword from his shoulder.

The construction of the Sublimation Incantation was complete, the blood-colored halo completely engulfing everything around, as if dragging all into the blood-red dusk of the setting sun. Yet strangely, the giant tree and the divine statue of the holy emblem farther away still existed, as if the oil painting of the blood-red sunset had awkwardly been patched with another piece of art.