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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!

Blindness · Game
Peringkat tidak cukup
311 Chs

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"Toad" Boen led a few subordinates to the dock and looked at the all-too-familiar "Blood Shark," his expression extremely grim.

The news that not a single person on board was left alive had already spread throughout most of Blizzard City, and as the captain, Boen was naturally furious.

But instinct told him there was something odd about the situation. He restrained himself from boarding the ship to investigate personally and sent a subordinate instead, blending into the crowd that had gathered to watch what was happening and to enter the cabin for inspection. He and a few subordinates mixed in an inconspicuous corner and started talking.

"Could it be that we encountered bounty hunters?"

"That doesn't make sense, bounty hunters are only interested in pirates with bounties, I've never heard of anyone committing such acts of silencing. Could it be one of our enemies?"

"Captain Boone, could it be a ghost incident?"

"..."