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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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311 Chs

Chapter 61: Shocking Gun Skills (Vote Request)

"Ah! Damn it, my battle suit has been punctured by something. Ah...my arm is numb!"

"Everyone, be careful, the proboscis of that strange moth is extremely poisonous, it's a neurotoxin that causes paralysis!"

"How could the battle suit be punctured? My God, the proboscis of those creatures are too sharp..."

"..."

Screams suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Su Lun frowned as he watched the figure fall amidst the swarm of monsters, "The battle suit is punctured?"

Indeed, the proboscis of these moths has the capability to pierce armor. The acid from before also corroded the runes on the battle suits, and when the power source isn't replaced in time, it will result in weakened defenses, so being punctured isn't surprising.

He shook his head, looking at the increasingly panicked students who were responding to the screams, thinking, "They rely too much on their battle suits, which results in poor crisis response abilities."