In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics...
That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering.
That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously.
That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end.
That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill.

Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem.

The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

The appearance of the electric element made Lindong realize that elemental elves can be both good and bad, and should not be generalized. As a senior, the electric element set a good example.


"Very well, the deal is effective! You can start preparing now."


The electric element also became excited by the stimulating scene in front of him. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Lindong, showcasing the advantage of seeing through people's hearts. He had seen through Lindong's thoughts and intentions, and all he needed to do was go with the flow.


Moreover, he had supported the relationship between Ethan and Lindong from the start.


Lindong licked her lips with a sense of lingering satisfaction. This intimate gesture stimulated her thoughts, making her brain run rapidly. This seemingly simple action could make a mage's practice twice as effective with half the effort.


Chapter 525 - Chapter 258: You Need Some Volunteers