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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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Chapter 85: Iron Melting Technique_2

In Dain's view, his job as a night watch might be boring, but it was safe. Even if the enemy were to attempt a forced landing, they would only attack from the northern coast. Only if the Venetians had lost their minds would they attack the impregnable Red Sulfur Bay.

At this moment, Dain was just hoping that the next shift would come quickly to relieve him, as he was unbearably sleepy.

As he was about to doze off to the sound of the waves, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind him, and the groggy Dain asked loudly, "Who's there?"

"Relief for the watch."

"Hey, what time is it now? Why are you so late?"

The newcomer did not answer, only approaching closer.

When they were only six or seven steps away, Dain finally saw the other's face smudged with black, and he exclaimed in surprise, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person raised their hand, and a flash of cold light passed, a steel spike pierced Dain's eye and protruded from the back of his skull.