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.

But what about the magic Ethan mentioned just now?


And what does it have to do with the dough?


She was clearly using deceptive words to confuse the Forbidden Guards. Even a three-year-old in Gear City knew that Margaret's signature pizza wasn't for hitting people.


"My upgraded flour element is complete."


Ethan lowered his head, watching as he raised his right hand. Each word he spoke was like a heavy hammer striking the old woman's heart, "As you can see, I am an Elemental Shaper."


Judging by the name, it seemed to be one of the branches in the Magic Master profession. When she was young, she had dealt with many Magic Masters, knowing some were adept at battling with ice, fire, lightning, and earth. But what on earth was a flour element?


Chapter 840 - Chapter 160: Pizza Delivery, Part 2