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

When your brother has a problem, you really run away!


Marinda complained about Arthur's "disappearance without a word" -- this lady was well aware that her partner must have discovered something to secretly leave.


But this did not prevent the lady from cursing Arthur in her heart.


The "Entrant" before her eyes was targeting her.


Her power was primarily "Smoke," secondarily "Undead."


And the "Entrant" opposite her was "Storm."


Naturally, the smoke is scattered to the winds.


Lacking the main "Smoke" and left with only a third of the "Undead" power, they would be completely suppressed by the opposing "Storm."


The pipe in Marinda's mouth began to flicker rapidly.


Everyone has a trump card at the bottom of their box.


If she used this trump card, she was very likely to attract great trouble.


Chapter 386: I've Decided on These Two, No One Can Change My Mind!