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.

It seems the special citizens of the City of Truth genuinely believe they have offered a deal that cannot be refused; they also make no secret of their desire for the black cat perched on Ethan's shoulder.


Ethan gently stroked the black cat's head to calm it.


However, he had to admire these people's technical prowess, no wonder Little Dark fell into a state of unrest when accepting the summoning; they extracted shadow energy from the fallen fragment number 009 and created something specifically meant to counter it.


This is how they described the creation of the observer forces.


This was clearly not the answer the seven special citizens wanted to hear, their faces lost the fervor, replaced by sinister expressions.


Ethan ignored their looks and turned to Merlin, "The VIP package you customized for the refuge is still valid, but it seems you need some extra services before that."


The situation here is worse than Ethan imagined.


Chapter 750 - Chapter 117: This Is a Trial