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

As the two boxes of fireworks and crackers ran out, the people of Cork Street said goodbye to each other.


However, just as they were about to enter their homes, fireworks lit up another street in the distance.


Clearly, some people were following suit.


When you keep laughing nonstop, those around you will always join in, especially when doing something joyful, as the laughter always seems to add an extra touch of pleasure.


The fireworks continued to light up the sky outside the window from time to time.


This wasn't the first time Pendragon had seen fireworks.


To Pendragon, these glowing objects were quite interesting.


The Police Chief, on the other hand, was trying to catch Pendragon's constantly swishing tail from behind.


He ended up being whipped to the ground by Pendragon's tail.


Chapter 584: Unexpected Help!