The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

"Hmm, indeed, you're right to consider it that way."


Li Lei nodded, "So, I will bring you some copies of the case files tomorrow."


The relentless rain that had persisted for days finally stopped, and the weather in Xing City began to clear.


At night, the streets of Qingyuan District were bustling with people.


During the past several days, the large-scale search operation had filled the streets of Qingyuan District with Inspectors, forcing many entertainment venues to close temporarily.


Now that the Green-faced Ghost had been captured, the joint operation by the Inspection Bureau, Zhi Ge Court, and Righteous Court also came to a halt. Customers who had been holding back for days couldn't resist any longer and flooded out, bringing life back to Qingyuan District.


In Qingyuan District, besides Qingyuan Fist Village, there was another famous establishment—the opium den.


Chapter 92 Battle of Magic_3