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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 68 Good Luck

"Do you recognize this man?" Cage's demeanor softened somewhat, but he still gripped the navy cutlass tightly.

"Can't really say I know him... He was originally a pirate captain, planning to rob our ship, but we caught him and brought him back. As for how he ended up on your navy ship, I have no idea."

"In the interest of launching our assault as quickly as possible, the magistrate allowed us to press all serious criminals into service." Cage sheathed the navy cutlass, "This fellow got lucky. Being a pirate is punishable by death, but rowing for a ship is certainly better than hanging, right?"

Lucky Gold was no longer the spirited figure who had once dominated the inner seas. Layton had knocked out half his teeth, and the flesh on his cheeks had sunken in, leaving his lips crisscrossed with bloodied fissures. His shoulders and arms were nothing but bone, and the man looked completely wasted.

Winters felt some pity for him and said to Cage, "Get him some water to drink."