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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 81 Contact_3

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Thirty kilometers west of the main Paratu encampment, inside the central tent of the Haidong Tribe, several men were quarreling.

The central tent of the Haidong Tribe was exceptionally simple, even more so than the officer tents of the Paratu.

If a Paratu person entered here, he would surely be utterly disappointed.

Because the golden wine cups, silver platters, and lewdly dressed beauties that pervaded the imagination of the vast Paratu populace... all those extravagant and corrupt playthings were completely absent.

Inside the felt tent, there weren't even tables or stools.

The ground was covered in wool blankets, and around twenty men sat on the floor, forming a circle without any distinction of rank or status.

[Note: The following dialogue is in Herder language]

Suddenly, the felt curtain of the tent was lifted, and a beam of light shot in, stinging the eyes of those within.

Two men of similar appearance walked into the felt tent.