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They all call me Great Master

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

Rusty Dragon · Games
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Chapter 187 Knowledge x Pure x Rescue

Fornac's sinister laughter, the crisp sounds echoing through the second floor.

But nothing happened.

Sitting on the sofa, Arthur watched the other with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

The room's machinery was ingeniously arranged, but that was only to the average person.

Compared to No. 2 Cork Street, this place was like a meatball in a big pot of stew—obvious.

Downstairs, Dico glanced unexpectedly at Kuke, who hadn't moved, then scornfully hissed at the retreating patrol officers—

"You bastards, all of you get back here!

With the consultant here, how could this guy possibly succeed!"

The remaining patrol officers sheepishly returned.

Upstairs, Fornac's sinister smile froze on his face.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

This was set up by a master of machinery!

How could you possibly have solved it?"

Fornac roared as he pressed hard on the mechanism.

Amidst the clicking sounds, still nothing happened.

"Have you ever considered that you've been deceived?"

"And...