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 Maze Lock ended, and Shard once again became the spirit-deprived state he was when he first entered Night Manor. Fortunately, in this peculiar space, the recovery speed of spirit was even faster than in a normal state. Of course, this could also be because the Fifth Era was more suitable for Transcendents.


"I seem to feel that my power has become stronger,"


[Due to drinking Elemental Wine, the effects of Sorcery - Firestarter and Sorcery - Water Summoning have been enhanced.]


As the voice whispered in his ear, Shard nodded, and the surrounding witches, old men, and twin girls whispered their thanks to Shard. Of course, the girl in the white dress seemed a bit shy, so it was the girl in the black dress who thanked Shard on behalf of her sister.


The Ring of Fate reconverged within the soul, and Shard continued to look towards the end of the long table at the deity:


"God, please reveal the next Blood Brew."


Chapter 608 Poisoned Wine