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Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

Is Magic really just a wish machine? No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics. This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic. But what of it? Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature. Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician. But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws. The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason! The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together. Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic. The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

Yin Zidian · Fantasy
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711 Chs

Chapter 101 Going Home_3

Pierre took off his hat and tossed it forcefully toward the Big Horn River.

The black hat turned several bends along the winding river and vanished behind the reeds.

The others did the same, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Dad! Mom! I'm home!"

Pierre walked to the riverbank, wanting to wash off the dust on his body.

Gazing at the reflection in the water, Pierre could hardly recognize the person staring back at him.

That person had a melancholy look, brows furrowed tightly, eye sockets sunken in, cheekbones gaunt and protruding.

Pierre touched his own face; he could barely remember what he originally looked like.

After witnessing the death of comrades several times, not a trace of compassion could fit in his heart anymore. He became hard-hearted, ruthless towards the enemy.

But he could no longer laugh as he used to, and found it hard to look into the innocent eyes of children.