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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 93: The End (Part 3)

Barbarian gunmen fell heavily beneath the city wall, and in an instant, they were stabbed to death by the chaotic swords of the Paratu People.

But even until the last moment of his life, he clutched his musket tightly and never let go.

"Herde Language White Lion!" The barbarian squeezed out a tuneless voice from his throat, and then he died.

"Hurrah!" shouted the Paratu People beneath the wall.

The "heroic deed" of Centurion Montaigne was witnessed by everyone below the wall.

"Hurrah!" The musketeers also started to shout desperately.

Winters was oblivious, he didn't even know that the crowd was cheering for him.

He leaped onto the city wall and drew his sword.

There was no joy of success in his heart, only endless anger: the fort was teeming with barbarians in its not-so-large interior.

The White Lion knew they were coming, the White Lion was also waiting for them to arrive.