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

Arthur's voice attracted the attention of the Death Warriors around him. The Death Warriors, who were unconsciously eating bread and drinking meat porridge, all turned their eyes toward their King.


Little Lisop, Bob, and the cavalry from South Town also looked on with curiosity.


'The Zodiac Constellations,' they had truly never heard of them before.


Arthur scanned the crowd and understood at once.


You all listen to the story I'm about to make up—


"Many people know that the Kledos Family existed during the Imperial Age, hence the Kledos Family was referred to as 'Millennial Nobility.'


But in fact, the history of the Kledos Family can be traced back to an even earlier 'Golden Age.'


Even then, the Kledos Family of the 'Golden Age' was just a remnant of something greater.


Chapter 546: The Earth, the Sea, the Underworld... All Mine, All Mine!