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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 75 Standing Before the Divine Arts Barrier

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Seeing the corpses dressed in the garb of a Heretic Religion, Winters grew even more certain of his earlier speculation:

The torrential downpour that nearly caused Sekler's plans to collapse was not a natural phenomenon, but a spell, a spell of such magnitude that it was beyond imagination.

But he kept this thought to himself.

He was no longer the naive youngster eagerly demonstrating magic to Aike, keeping secrets was the first rule for spellcasters.

Gathered around the campfire, Winters counted a total of eight bodies.

All were dressed in clothing adorned with animal bones, blue stones, metals, and ribbons, their limbs twisted oddly, their expressions extremely agonized.

"Hiss," "hiss," the sound of ripping fabric echoed as the tent flaps were slashed open, the wind dispersing the tent's smoke.

Jeska, Andre, and other military officers entered the tent with their men, momentarily struck dumb by the horrific scene inside.