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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 · Game
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320 Chs

Chapter 85 Moon Track

Yellow, red, and silver moons hung high in the night sky above Lakeside Manor, unobstructed by clouds, with the dazzling Star River seemingly hanging upside down overhead, as if one could reach out and touch the stellar glow.

When the accident occurred, the aftermath of the Divine Descent Ritual put the guests of the banquet into a deep sleep, so no one witnessed the unusual blood mist and fighting that followed.

This, in fact, facilitated the explanation of tonight's events—the organizer of the banquet, Little Clown, in collaboration with followers of the Evil God, the Lord of the Blood Feast, had placed sleeping drugs in the banquet's food and drinks. Fortunately, the True God Church, representing justice, arrived just in time to thwart their conspiracy.

As for the recent earthquake, it was entirely coincidental and unrelated to this place.