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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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711 Chs

Chapter 77 Waves

"Cannon fire! Where is the firing coming from?!" Winters suddenly realized, standing up in the rocking boat and looking back.

But the situation deteriorated too rapidly for him to think. Shouts rose from the shore, deafening. The chains being dragged clanked loudly, and a red and black line slowly rose from the seabed, forming a natural arc blocking the waist of the gourd-shaped bay.

Winters couldn't help but curse under his breath. The soldiers sitting in the small boat had also noticed the anomaly behind them, stirring a commotion.

The blocking chain had divided the Venetians into two groups. Red Sulfur Island was feigning surrender!

Turn the boat around? Attack the second bastion? Speed up towards the dock? What to do?

Everyone in the hundred-man squad distributed across the small boats looked to Winters, even Bard and Andre awaited his command, looking forward to the Centurion's orders.