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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 88 Destroying

With the iron chains blocking the sea now gone, Venetian warships charged into Red Sulfur Bay, their murderous intent palpable as they headed for the docks.

In the moonlight, one after another, the warships, bearing torches, resembled a long dragon within the bay.

These warships were not the "big fellows" from the revenge fleet; they were all Fustas.

[Note: Fusta refers to a light galleon with a complete deck, manned by only around thirty rowers. Gold's Good Fortune was such a ship. These light galleons might be small, but they had a shallow draft and were highly maneuverable.]

The vanguard warships had already breached the docks, where Venetians were engaged in fierce combat with the harbor's defenders. The direction of Red Sulfur Harbor echoed with the roaring of guns, shouts of killing, and the surrounding docks were ablaze with fire.