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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Salty Fish Pilot · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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320 Chs

Chapter 79: Approaching

As Miss Annette made her way through the garden, she realized that there were no longer any sounds of merriment in the manor, not even the chirping of insects on a summer night. It was only when she got closer to the mansion that she saw the guests who had attended the garden party lying unconscious on the ground, although there was no immediate danger to their lives.

It seemed there was no longer any need to wear masks.

Shard used the "Echo of Blood" again to observe and found that each person was marked with blood-colored patterns, except for himself and Miss Annette. This world was indeed very dangerous for ordinary people.

"Although the ritual hasn't fully begun, its power has already started to affect the surroundings. This was unexpected by both the association and the True God Church, but it's better this way, since we won't have to worry about ordinary people when we fight."

Miss Annette explained.