To be honest, Quidra really loves those alchemists now. Although they are all ordinary people without their own strength.

Compared to the blood-born knights who are as wind as the wind, white as snow, or mysterious magical arcanes, they are a little out of tune no matter how they look at it.

But they are really a group of masters. With many theories on the earth and great arcane masters as helpers.

They are completely exploding black technology, and can even achieve the level of real objects and develop theories!

It's like the 150mm large cannon now appears in front of Quedra.

I obtained information from Quedra, re-modeled, re-combined explosives, and waited, but the finished product appeared in just over a month!

Although it seems shoddy compared to the fine products on the earth, it is simply the result of urgent work.

However, for the advancement of war, battle and strategy, a new chapter has been opened directly!

Even if Quedra is inconsistent with affairs, we can still know that when the cannon fires today, the world pattern has changed directly!

At least Quidra believes that in the battlefield of this world, especially in large battlefields, extraordinary power is no longer the only choice.

Compared to the magic motives that have not seen the dawn of the revolution, these war equipment can promote the world’s means that these war equipment can truly brutal!

As the saying goes, nothing can be solved by a shell. If there is one, then increase the caliber and a few more shots!

Even if these alchemists do not understand this proverb, they begin to understand it deeply after the experiment was successful.

Even Quidra was very suspicious that if it weren’t for the time being, these alchemists would have begun to move forward. More is beautiful, big is good, and the caliber is justice. More turret sects have developed!

"War guides civilization, and civilization gives birth to war. The ancients really didn't deceive me."

Cannon fodder on the battlefield was endless, and various artillery attacks directly completely destroyed the attacking 5,000 Holy Light Knights!

Even though they have received rigorous training since childhood, they are confused in such an environment.

Even though these artillery were only created by both alchemists and great arcane masters and urgently, there was no fraud in terms of lethality!

If a shell really explodes in their calculations, it will definitely not be as powerful as a low-level magician! Even more powerful than it is!

This is enough.

After all, there are no eyes on the battlefield. No matter how crazy the arcane masters are, they will never be able to step onto the battlefield, roll up their sleeves and the group of reckless men on the opposite side.

And even if they step onto the battlefield, the role they can play may not be as powerful as these turrets.

Of course, if you insist on saying the great arcane masters who go to one city and build their own real world, no less than those seventh-level mages in the real world, just pretend that they didn't say it.

Of course, due to the fact that such weapons were just born, countless problems continued to emerge.

It is better to control artillery to just drive the ducks on the shelves. After only a few days of practice, the artillery is all about the feel.

For example, this time, no matter how hard Cobber and his masters worked, the amount of ammunition was limited, which was not enough to support a high-intensity war.

Or, for example, the quality of the barrel is too rushing, and even the risk of a blow-off at any time.

In comparison, even if they have countless problems here, the ones on the opposite side are more square!

"Oh no, my Lord. Are there still wizards in this castle? How is that possible! Even if there is, how could they have so much magic for them to squander!!"

In just a few seconds, the Holy Light Knights had just advanced a few hundred meters before they had endured several rounds of artillery attacks.

Not only did they directly break up their formation, but they also called dozens of knights, paying the price of their lives.

Even though there is still holy light flowing on the battlefield, it cannot hide the bodies that were smashed by shells.

Looking at the next round of blows, John, as the president of the Knights, was also refreshed while silently recuperating.

With a loud roar, he used his secret technique to force the sight of everyone on the battlefield with his own will. He forced the holy light into a force and rushed towards the castle with his troops.

Those who travel a hundred miles apart have already reached this place.

Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fire in front of him, he will rush in with his eyes closed! What's more, it's just a sniper from the wizards?

And there is no lack of support behind me. The church’s war pastors and fighting sacrifices have never been a good meal!

"What to see, come again!! If you don't have enough time, come again! How can it be so easy to deal with them!"

Quedra stood above the castle, looked into the distance and shouted loudly,

"You don't have the ability to go out and charge, you don't even have the ability to shoot artillery? Can't you even aim?"

Before he finished speaking, a sound of response continued to sound. The roar of artillery fire broke out across the sky again.

"The name of my lord is a blessing in the heaven!" The holy light exploded in the sky, forming a giant temple surrounded by divine light in the sky, completely unable to see its shape, covering it from afar.

In the blessing of heaven, a great pope of the Holy Light Cult obtained the divine arts of the gods when he was talking to the gods of the Holy Light.

Almost all wizards or extraordinary people in ancient times hated this magic technique. The degree is even far beyond the church's big signature, the magic technique!

Because as long as this magic technique is used, within a certain range, all magical elements will forcibly disappear and become a small space without demons, and their holy light will not be affected at all because of the power of the gods.

At that time, there were countless funny guys, and before they could show off, they threw themselves into it and made a collection of the Holy Light Sect.

"No matter how good the people in the Magic Council are, they rely on magic to release magic. Without magic, they are not as good as a fire stick."

But before the people of the Holy Light Cult burst out their smiles, the reality slapped them in the face!

Countless artillery don’t care about what environment it is here, and it doesn’t rely on magic to make a living. With the most reference of the information on gunpowder on Earth, how stupid are the alchemists of Cobber, who still choose to mix magic in?

There was still an explosion, and there was no weakness at all. The broken flesh of nearly a hundred knights was splashing in the air.

If there is an alchemist here standing here and seeing such a scene, he will be excited to dance and unable to do so. He will also be shouting loudly at the Holy Light Sect.

"Did you see it? You charlatans. This is science, this is alchemy!!"

But Quedra had no intention of playing this. He tried hard to snatch his mouth, "So quickly, I want them to die before they come to ask for my castle! Only in this way can we have hope of victory!"

"Yes, Lord City." Behind him, several knight attendants responded respectfully at the same time!

"In the name of my lord, the saint-Great God's healing technique! The great analysis of the light of heaven! The gods sent to the earth!"

The glorious prayer roared all over the world. In the sky, another milky white divine light descended from the heaven and earth, and there was a lot of smoke and dust that shocked.

The knights bathed in the holy light closed their wounds bit by bit, and their power of the holy light became more lively and vaguely rose to the next level.

One by one, the heroes who had overcome all obstacles for the Holy Light Sect and created countless miracles. Finally, they were blessed and upgraded to the divine envoy of the heavens by the God of Holy Light, came to the world and turned into phantoms to unite with them, which pushed their power to the peak!

And the most dazzling ray of light in the sky seemed to be able to dissociate the light of life and death of all things in the world, shining in the sky, and shine directly on the castle of Quedra!

"In the sight of my Lord, everything is the same. Turn it into a bubble. The bridgehead of the Magical Council!"

The loud sacrificial sounds resounded throughout the world under the spread of the divine array, causing all those who are enemies of them to despair!

"Everything, let's start."

On the castle, Quidra pulled out his Immortal Blade-Durandel.

After thousands of years, as it was in the past, the cold light of silver brightness could cut off everything, which made anyone feel broken. But at this moment, Quedra was not trying to cut off anything. The luster in his eyes mixed with the sword light, and there was no way to distinguish it!

"Young man, I think you should do less in this kind of thing. It is theoretically possible to bless yourself with the power of the heroic spirit living in the holy sword, but..."

"It's fine. There's no such a lot of nonsense. I won't lose one of you in the divine coins."

A loud shout seemed to interrupt Wanxiang's words, and he was slightly silent.

"As you wish."

In an instant, the reflection of the complex, brilliant, and mysterious Kabbalah tree of life unfolded under his feet.

The light and shadow moved, and I don’t know how many lights flashed, slowly staying above the “king”!

In a moment, or in a few moments, Quidra's eyes suddenly reflected the glory, and the sword in her hand swung in the air.

A sharp edge that reached its peak instantly passed through the sky!

The next moment, a huge hole was silently drawn in the sky in the horrified gaze of the Holy Light Sect.

The temple of gods, which was as dreamy as a illusion, also slowly fell from the clouds in two.

"Down my sword, we should cut everything off!"
Chapter completed!