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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 · Fantasie
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756 Chs

Chapter 76: Red Sulfur_2

"Red Sulfur Island is surrounded by dense reefs, with only Red Sulfur Harbor as a natural deep-water good port. Tomorrow morning, the fleet will head toward Saint Hiliary Beach. After the tide rises, the lead squadron will take small boats to land first on the Saint Hiliary Beach and establish a temporary camp. If the enemy on Red Sulfur Island thinks to attack us at this opportunity, the second and third battalions' troop transports will directly run aground on the beach; the strength of three battalions should be enough to resolve..."

Before the Vice Admiral could finish, a messenger came running from the cabin with a thump thump thump, interrupting him.

As per military law, anyone who barges into a military council without permission is to be hanged.

The messenger, trembling with fear, lowered his head to avoid the unfriendly gazes of the ship's officers and hurried forward to hand Antonio a piece of paper.