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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 312: When I Was Young, I Also Wanted to Be a Poet (Happy New Year)

When Su Lun emerged from the chessboard space, the Onmyoji had already vanished without a trace.

Besides the hundred or so ghost warriors bound by silk threads, the other creatures in the bamboo forest had completely disappeared.

Chitatsu looked at Su Lun as he emerged and asked, "How did it go?"

Su Lun shrugged his shoulders, responding somewhat helplessly, "That person was likely 'Yokai' Abe Yasukazu, very powerful. Normally, none of us would be able to detain him."

Previously, he had theorized various counter-strategies, but it seemed that none of the present company had the means to kill that fellow.

The people outside the chessboard space had not seen who Su Lun was fighting, but hearing the name "Abe Yasukazu" caused the Princess to look shocked.

She was all too familiar with him.

Because that man was the royal family's chief priest!

"No wonder he dares not show himself..."

Shinfuku Mitsuko instantly understood something and her expression became very grave.