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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Salty Fish Pilot · 游戏
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407 Chs

Chapter 283 Spoils of War

Shard neatly stored the ring away, allowing the cat to sulk by itself before continuing the discussion about the ownership of other items on the table.

"'God's Gift Box' belongs to Shard."

Luviya declared, and Miss Beyas had no objections:

"But what function does this Sage-Level Relic actually have?"

She was very curious. Shard then picked up the stack of papers beside him, which were the research materials left by the Order:

"Three positive traits and one negative trait. First is what the Papacy already recorded: each Circle Sorcerer the first time they come into contact with the Gift Box will gain a synthesis formula that allows for the combination of a lower-level Relic into a higher-level Relic. But the box only provides a possibility, and the now-extinct Order never succeeded, nor did the Silver-Eyed One."

"There are also no records of success in the Papacy's archives."

Miss Beyas added.

"The Academy neither."

Miss Annette also supplemented.

So, Shard shook his head: