Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 147: Mother
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 229: New Mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 999- Sheikha Saaed's gift (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 269 - Because I’ve Read About The Three Kingdoms
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 67: Almost Fitting
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 530.2: Skeleton Mountain - Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 179: Fog of Specters
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 998- Sheikha Saeed's gift
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 228: I Am Loved
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 997- Reproducing Wheel
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 146: Exciting
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 869: Immortal Tomb
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 268 - Vision; Earth Knight
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 530: Skeleton Mountain - Part 1
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 178: Falsely Relaying an Imperial Edict
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 996- Poor but want to fake
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 995- Same type monster
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 227: Li San Hospital
Lucius glanced at Xing Mo, and a gratified smile appeared on his lips: "You, like Miriam, are a good kid, burdening yourself with such a heavy burden despite your young age."
His posture was somewhat stooped, lacking the previous vigor.
"Instructor, are you alright?" Xing Mo scrutinized the instructor's face.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury, nothing important." Lucius shook his head, "What's important is... our troubles have multiplied..."
"It's Steam Man, isn't it?" Xing Mo's eyes dimmed a little.
"That's right. When he attacked me, I saw him break free from the binds of the academy's string formation." Lucius recalled that day's incident, "He's at least six string rank, possibly even approaching Demigod rank..."
Approaching Demigod rank...? No wonder he was able to run away after being hit by Aurora's spear...
"We still don't know if he is inherently that strong, or if the steam armor made him that strong." Lucius murmured, "But the important thing is... the Church still can't explain how he managed to unleash successive strikes in the White Tower District and the academy. You see, the three attacks that night occurred within half an hour, without triggering any defensive magic. He even showed up Nevirabeta's Rear Gardens..."
"Perhaps not unlike in the urban legend, he is the ghost of the Steam Revolution, a specter." Lucius smiled mockingly.
"Come on, Instructor, we'll catch him sooner or later." Xing Mo comforted.
A chilly wind blew past and raised ripples across the lawn, making it seem like the two were standing on a rippling lake.
Looking up at the gray sky, Lucius adjusted the collar of his trench coat, his baritone voice intermittent: "I... recognize the device on his body."
"What?" Xing Mo turned her head abruptly.
She met the instructor's lake-blue eyes—now a dark shade of blue, resembling vast seas swirling whirlpools.
"The steam alchemy machine formation on his body, I recognize it." Lucius's voice was hoarse, "It's the prototype that was activated the day Miriam died. The culprit who
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