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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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505 Chs

Chapter 136: Boiling Point (VIII)

I really am old.

When Constance arrived at Milz Park, Malin's City Guards and the armed citizens had already joined forces with Camilla's Paladin squad, and they were fighting with gusto against the undead crawling out from underground and the Chaotic forces across the garden.

"Where's Malin?" Constance spotted Camilla, who was directing the archers among the armed citizens from a high vantage point to surge towards the Chaos.

"Over there," Camilla said somewhat disgruntledly, gesturing toward the northern end of the garden not far away.