Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
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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