Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

As the last few three-legged mechanisms were about to be smashed into scrap metal under the joint beating of the warriors, Leon suddenly realized what was happening and rushed over, severing the mechanical limbs with two quick swipes and kicking the contraption to the ground.


He then dispelled the Molten Flame Swordsmanship, sheathed his sword, and turned to order the soldiers to forcibly restrain the Dwarf mechanical that had lost its "weapons."


He wanted to keep one or two "alive" as spoils of war, drag them back to the Mage Tower, and see if Lola could control the damn things.


And so flexible too, without any visible operator—this would be considered quite advanced even in his previous world.


Could it be that some sort of magic version of "artificial intelligence" programming was loaded inside them?


Chapter 186: Ruins? Tomb?_3