Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

There was a moment when Malin wondered if he had walked onto the wrong set.

Bald head, big sunglasses, towering figure, thick black trench coat, indifferent expression, drooping corners of the mouth... wait a second, Jiaxi, are you sure you’ve been taking good care of that Magic Carpet of yours?

Then the next second, Malin saw the hulking figure charging towards him.

"Get out of the way, don’t block me." Malin said to the Big-eared Fox behind him, and then the tender shoots of the World Tree fused into a long staff. Holding a weapon with a significant advantage in length, Malin poked the bulky man with it.

There was absolutely no reaction, Malin felt like his poke was akin to poking the planet beneath his feet— it was a solid poke, and he had never seen anyone catch his seventy percent power "Salted Fish Thrust" before.

Although Malin knew there were many people, such as His Majesty, who could probably catch his full-strength strike with one hand fully powered up, the guy in front of him didn’t even burst his clothes, nor did he lift his hand!

With this thought in mind, Malin quickly stepped back three steps, while the staff disassembled and Lorrin pierced into the ground, then emerged to entangle the legs of the bulky man.

The next second, Malin watched Lorrin struggle in the air with the wind, quite helplessly, as it followed the steps of the big man.