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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Khoa huyễn
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Ninety-One: Reactions from All Parties

The next day, the pursuit of the assassin continued, but Malin felt that if they hadn't caught him yesterday, it was even less likely they would catch him today.

During the replay of yesterday's battle, Malin discovered a problem—from the very beginning to the end, he had never been able to truly confirm the assassin's form: whether the Transcendent had used abilities similar to vaporization or something like an Elemental Avatar from a Spell Formation. Neither Malin nor anyone else could figure it out.

Colin said there were none of the fluctuations that are unique to Spell Formation use, but in the obscure world of the Transcendents, no one knew if such abilities existed in all Sequences.

Besides those very common Sequences that let the public know their abilities, who could guarantee it wasn't some magical item causing this effect?