Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

Just moments ago, the disturbance in Arena A area had already captured the attention of people in other parts of the venue.


And with the cry of this son of a noble, the eyes of the entire Elta Square were now focused here, and the duels that were taking place in the arenas had also come to a halt.


"What? 'Spirit Medium' Arthur Kredos actually stole someone else's secret technique?"


"The reason 'Spirit Medium' Arthur Kredos is so powerful is that he steals other people's secret techniques!"


"The reason 'Spirit Medium' Arthur Kredos is so powerful is because he can steal other people's secret techniques!"


"'Spirit Medium' Arthur Kredos can obtain other people's memories and secret techniques by consuming their souls!"


In less than five minutes, rumors had begun to morph into tall tales.


Moreover, they spread in every direction with unbelievably exaggerated content.


Chapter 357: Ask for a Hammer, Get a Hammer!