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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 287: King of the North Sea

Su Lun observed the entire process of the Dalu tribe's ritual and witnessed the magical moment when they all advanced together.

It was not just a promotion in rank, but also the continuation of a legacy.

From that moment on, the Dalu tribe was once again blessed by the gods.

This meant that the lineage of the Dalu tribe was continued.

Empowered by divine grace and protected by a faithful god, the number of masters in the Dalu tribe would increase. It was foreseeable that in the near future, the Dalu tribe would gradually regain its former glory.

Now with Sixth Order professionals, there would later be Seventh Order, Eighth Order, and even higher, Great Druids born.

They truly had a foundation to stand on.

Su Lun was genuinely happy for them from the bottom of his heart.

....

Su Lun looked at the glowing portal pensively.

Were deities higher forms of life, similar to "higher-dimensional beings"?

He had always thought so.