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My Rejuvenation Speed is A 'Little' Fast

A spoonful of Jiangbaisu, a scroll of Kuhesu, and a bottle of syrup so sweet it's nauseating. Stir the crucible, evaporate the moisture. Drink down the pain, reap a new life. In the lands of steampunk alchemy, demons run rampant, elements drift, heresy lurks. Xia Zhou looks up to the Mage's Holy Place, immerses himself in studying toxins, forging his own path of magehood. (This is not an invincible story. The invincible tag is system-generated and I can't remove it.)

White Barge Clear River · Oriental
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455 Chs

Chapter 97: The Head

Anti-magic Field.

The chase in the sky was nearing its end.

Nuke Arofa's flying speed began to slow down.

Before this, he had flown towards the edge of the anti-magic field, but he hadn't completely charged past it.

It was his subconscious mind acting up.

A dangerous and urgent thought was reminding him not to leave the range covered by the flesh wall above his head...

Nuke Arofa, who had lost his memory, didn't know why he had such an idea, but he did as his instinct directed.

"What the hell are you!" Nuke Arofa, his face smeared with bloodied hair, glanced at the demons chasing him relentlessly, and yelled in terror, "You damn monsters! Scum! Don't chase me anymore!"

The demons once again sped up their flight.

"Ah~~ you are bastards! Monsters!" Nuke Arofa was on the verge of collapse, "What the hell is this place! Why is there no land, no white clouds! Who am I! Who! Am! I!!"