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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 · Jogos
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354 Chs

Chapter 117 The Lost Manuscript

"Boss, the Cross Society's convoy escorting the goods has entered the city. They should arrive at the 'White Sail Warehouse' in about ten minutes."

"Has the list of escort personnel been confirmed?"

"It has been confirmed, three vehicles totalling twelve people. They are all old members of the Cross Society recorded on the list, no suspicious persons. The team is led by 'Blade' Kai, and there's another one on the list named Su Lun, not bad with a gun."

"Hmm, a gunman is just a gunman, no matter how strong, he's just a low-level threat. Stick to the plan. Once you confirm the item is in the cargo, immediately eliminate everyone who has come into contact with it."

"Yes!"

"Oh, and that 'Kai,' go and make contact with him. Give him an outer-perimeter evaluation; if he's capable, bring him in."

"Yes."

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The Cross Society's convoy slowly entered the inner city through "Gate Number Five."