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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 học viễn tưởng
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Section 267: Facing Directly (Part 5)

"Foolish creature, to think he wouldn't embrace the True God," Annam Lensen snorted disdainfully, not bothering to look at the woman lying in the pool of black blood but instead turning his gaze toward the redhead girl: "Go, kill that Archer who interrupted the ascension ritual."

"Why should I be the one to go?" the redhead girl huffed.

"Because he's your type, or rather, I could send Haspi to do the job; he's less picky than you are." The dark teleportation portal opened behind Annam Lensen, and he addressed the standing girl: "Tell me, Sara, which will it be?"

"Fine, I'll take care of him. But what about her?" The redhead girl named Sara pointed at her companion on the ground.

"We have no use for foolish comrades, and the True God has even less need for stupid dogs." Anna narrowed her eyes at the redhead girl: "Complete my command, Sara, or you need not return."

Having said that, the chosen champion of the parrot god stepped into the teleportation portal.