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Mechanical Alchemist

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!

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Chapter 256: Emerald Holy Land

Su Lun finished tallying this batch of war loot and, all in all, had made a sizable profit.

For the stronger party, war has always been a shortcut to immense wealth.

With a hundred puppets helping to clear the battlefield, the work progressed quickly, and before long, he had almost gathered up all of the spoils.

While he was dealing with the traces of the battlefield, he heard a large group of people approaching from the village on the distant hillside.

Looking over, it was Yuta leading a group from the White Deer tribe.

The leader was an elder with white deer antlers on his forehead and the strongest soul fire, which naturally made him Daggu, the Tier Four Druid elder.

The old man looked very weak, being supported by others, with freshly ground herbs still applied to a wound on his abdomen. As he approached, a strong scent of medicine wafted through the air. It seemed he had been severely injured in the previous battle.