Hello everyone, I am the warm sun of winter, today to bring you is, three super cool steam punk novels, in the tide of steam and machinery, who is fighting with the front?
"Black Iron Castle" by Drunken Tiger
After the cataclysm, all the rules of the world were rewritten, the black iron age came, steel, steam, and force became the greatest reliance on which human beings could survive, a miserable green teenager who only wanted to eat and wait for death, in ignorance, was kicked hard on the ass by the god of fate, the teenager screamed bitterly, rolled, and plunged into the torrent of the infinite vast continent...
Wonderful review: Back to the hut, Zhang Tie first took out the triangular wooden card he picked up and knocked and knocked several times, and then finally determined that this wooden card is indeed the texture of red thunder pine, without any miracles and hidden mechanisms such as secret doors, except for those natural lightning-like textures on the wooden card, this wooden card is not special at all, if this wooden card is placed in the child's toy pile, you say that it is a building block for children to play, I am afraid that no one does not believe it.
Thinking of the guy named Huck lifting his big feet and the snake-like man touching his hands all over his body, Zhang Tie's goosebumps spread out again.
"Fuck, two dead perverts, didn't childhood get better, a handful of age, still carry this kind of thing on the body!" Zhang Tie scolded, and then directly put the wooden sign into the cloth bag and threw it into the box where the debris was stacked in the hut, and did not care about it anymore.
After throwing the wooden card, Zhang Tie took a deep breath, closed his eyes, found the magical arch at the center of his eyebrow, locked it, and then said in his heart - go in!
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Warhammer Wizard by Di Huan
False Wizard: Instantaneous Shield, Flashing Far, One Greasy Spell, Five Large Fireballs, Symbol of Knowledge and Turret. Real wizards: Bloody Rage, Steel Body, Charging Face, Wielding a Warhammer to Blast enemy dog heads. This is a melee wizard hammer story that explodes the world!
Wonderful review: Wren opened the Soul Eye to confirm that he was indeed an ice warlock, and the class level was not low, reaching the seventh level, and belonged to the high-level warlock.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the soul stone in his hand.
This soul stone is different, half larger than the ordinary soul stone, it should not be made of white crystal, but some kind of more precious gemstone, which can keep the containing demon souls longer.
The soul stone is earthy yellow, and if it is not smooth as a mirror, it is similar to the pebbles by the river.
Inside it, a strange demon can be seen flashing.
The Mountain Giant is a very powerful species, even if it is underage, it is equivalent to a high-level human transcendent.
The giant's demon soul has at least one enhanced "strength" element, if it is an adult giant, it is even more powerful, it is not surprising to have four or five elements, it has always been very marketable.
Especially for melee transcendents, the Giant Soul is an excellent secondary soul that can greatly improve physical fitness.
"Lord of Mystery" by the squid who loves to dive
In the tide of steam and machinery, who can touch the extraordinary? In the fog of history and darkness, who is whispering? I woke up from the mystery and opened my eyes to see the world: guns, cannons, giant ships, airships, messengers; potions, divination, curses, hanging people, seals... The light is still shining, the mystery is never far away, this...
Highlights: Throughout the afternoon, members immersed themselves in astrolabe and magic mirror divination, and occasionally came to discuss with Klein and Edward.
At such times, Klein does his duty as an unofficial member of the Night watchman squad, trying to steer them away from ideas that may involve the extraordinary and dangerous.
However, what he wanted to do most was unsuccessful, and several inquirers came and went, but none of them chose him to help with divination.
"Maybe next time I have to take the initiative to 'entertain', to say a few words of 'you are doomed', 'you will have misfortune in the near future', 'you will not go well in anything'?" No, it doesn't look like a fortune teller anymore..." Thinking about this, Klein couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at himself.
He grabbed his cane, stood up, and left.
At half past five, Edward. Steve put on his coat and was about to walk out of the divination club when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.
"Good afternoon, Gracis, long time no see." He greeted with a smile, only to see that the friend with the same hobby was wearing his usual formal dress, wearing a black bow tie, and a pair of monocle glasses hanging from his chest pocket.
Immediately after, he noticed that the other person's face was quite bad, and even the pale yellow and soft hair showed signs of dryness.