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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 · ファンタジー
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715 Chs

Chapter 70: Cracking Technique and Fragmentation Grenades_3

Hong Lingyu looked up at Winters, his eyes brimming with tears. He reached out as if he wanted to embrace Winters's legs.

Winters's face was pale as he panted heavily, wiping the nosebleed with the back of his hand. Pointing at the head of Hong Lingyu, he entered a casting stance, "Dissolution."

Hong Lingyu's head was torn apart by an invisible colossal force.

"Cavalry!" Someone on the lookout tower pointed outside the wall and shouted anxiously, "Cavalry are coming!"

Hundreds of cavalry charged straight towards the city walls—these horsemen were armored only in barding, without cuirasses, helmets, not even saddles, doing everything they could to reduce weight.

Only then did Winters understand what the fire-stokers were plotting.

The walls of the fortress weren't rammed earth or hardened clay, but merely piles of soil already on a slope.

The Herders had only to dig slightly to gentle the slope, and the cavalry could charge straight over the ramparts.