Salty Fish Pilot

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.

Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

The warm yellow light illuminated Shard's face, bathing his entire body in its glow. At that moment, Shard could even imagine the light brightening the street, the city, the entire world.


The arrival of nightfall is the fear of all civilizations, but the light of civilization drives away this darkness:


"This is civilization, this is... light. The light of civilization..."


In an instant, faint steam seemed to appear behind him, and within his soul, the Spirit and elements surged wildly:


But the stirring of this moment calmed down just as quickly, and Shard did not obtain the Enlightenment Spirit Rune.


He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes to exhale, his gaze faintly reflected the bright lights.


Chapter 483 Mistake