Chapter 723 The Power to Shake the Sky

There is no sun in the Demon's Moon, which has not changed for thousands of years.

The sky is always a dark and gloomy curtain. When you look up, you can always see snowflakes drifting with the wind. The difference is only in size. In today's weather, when one or two pieces occasionally fall, it can be regarded as the snow has stopped; but most of the time, white spots will occupy the entire sky, falling densely into the white ground.

Therefore, this white light is particularly eye-catching, and the glow that breaks through the ground instantly illuminates the surrounding snow, as if it brightens the gray world.

Phyllis held her breath involuntarily.

The line of sight seems to be frozen at this moment, everything seems to be fast and slow.

The light quickly dimmed and turned into an orange fireball. With this change, the ground hundreds of feet away was arched up!

This is definitely not an illusion. She clearly saw that the flat snow field bulges upwards, forming a smooth arc, as if what is pressed under the snow layer is not mud and rocks, but flowing water that can change its shape at will. The top of the arc is the red fireball, which is still rising, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the earth.

And it did - what followed in the blink of an eye, as smoke and flames erupted from the ground, tearing the curved surface to pieces! The fireball soared into the sky, and the billowing black smoke rose tens of feet, spreading out into a high wall that covered the sky and the sun in front of her vision. Whether it was a cage or an evil beast, they all turned into ashes in front of it. It wasn't until this moment that the earth-shattering roar reached her ears, and at the same time, there was also a heart-pounding tremor!

"Boom———————Boom————"

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook!

Phyllis subconsciously grabbed Agatha, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but was blocked by the oncoming airflow. The spectators on the city wall were also blown up and down, and it took a while to recover from the incredible explosion. There was no cheering or applause, everyone was stunned by this scene, and the only thing they could do was look up at the wall of smoke that kept rising.

This is...the key?

She swallowed, how could a mortal have such terrifying power now? Even high-level devils couldn't possibly survive such a raging fire.

The red sun has been getting darker and darker, and there are only a few scarlet flames looming in the black smoke, but the tumbling smoke has jumped into the air, as if it is connected with the clouds. The soil and pieces of evil beast meat sent to the sky by the explosion splashed down, and bloody mud rained down in the surrounding snow.

Watching this scene, Phyllis finally understood where Agatha's confidence came from.

With this earth-shaking power, even in the face of brutal devils, mortals have a chance to contend.

However, she still couldn't understand why Roland Wimbledon called it art.

Is explosion an art?

...

Lightning was completely intoxicated in the cold wind full of gunpowder, and the roar completely awakened the desire in his heart.

It turns out that this is chemistry!

It turns out that this is chemistry!

He looked at his companions—Ryleigh and Achill, the former chief alchemists of the capital, and found the same light shining in their eyes. This kind of radiance was incompatible with the appearance of the two people who were gradually aging. He vaguely remembered that he only showed such a look when he entered the alchemy workshop in his teens and was formally accepted as a disciple.

Lightning felt that he had finally found the direction he had been chasing all his life.

That is to attract all eyes like the sun.

Only chemistry can do this!

It is a pity that he is now nearly fifty years old. If he could have seen this scene twenty years earlier, he would have understood the power of chemistry earlier. It is not the flame and smoke produced by the burning of crude snow powder, but purer light and heat.

Fortunately, now he finally knows.

Looking at the astrologers who were still stunned, Lightning couldn't help showing a smile.

Henceforth, only one name will be left of the school of the sages, and the other will be completely forgotten.

He wants everyone to feel the power of the explosion and praise the greatness of chemistry!

When he thought that there were so many chemical explosive schemes that could be tried, he couldn't help but want to throw himself into the experiment immediately.

"what are you waiting for?"

"Apply to Kyle Striker for a laboratory."

"Just as I thought."

The three of them spoke at the same time, and suggested at the same time.

Lightning finally looked back at the long-lasting smoke column, and walked towards the laboratory with windy steps.

...

"Now do you understand why I want you to stay in Neverwinter?" Edith patted Cole's head.

The latter was silent for a long time before saying dryly, "Because of this?"

It could be seen that he was frightened by the shockingly powerful explosion, his face was still a little pale, and he tightly grasped his sister's arm with one hand.

"Because no one can resist Roland Wimbledon," Edith said slowly, "Fief nobles are insignificant in front of such power, as long as he wants the kingdom to become what it is, the kingdom must become what it is. He Say no aristocrats are needed, and from that moment on the aristocracy should step aside — and it's a pity that most people still don't realize that."

Although she said regret on her lips, Beidi Pearl didn't have a trace of regret on her face, and she even felt a little gloating.

Cole Kant pursed his lips, "We... are also nobles."

"But it's no longer a feudal nobleman," Edith led him to the wall. At this moment, people were gradually leaving the city wall, and the surrounding area was much more empty. Cole clearly saw the scorched ground that had been plowed in the distance. "The reason why nobles are admired is because of wealth and power, not the land under their feet. So the nobles will not really disappear, just like this plain, no matter whether the surface is broken or neat, snow or green grass Yin, the essence will not change. Neverwinter is the starting point of the new era, and if you want to become a noble in the new era, you must integrate into the new rules formulated by His Majesty."

Cole felt that he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand. However, under the strength of his sister for many years, he still nodded, "I will stay here and stop arguing to go back to the Northland."

"That's right. And don't you think that managing an unchanging land is far less interesting than exploring new rules and new powers?"

Cole raised his head and looked at his sister's pretty profile.

Under the blowing of the north wind, her long hair is like the smoothest silk fluttering in the wind, and her long and narrow eyelashes are raised upwards. With the beautiful curve from the bridge of the nose to the lips, there is an indescribable beauty.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the flush on Edith's face seemed to be a unique expression of women when they were excited.

Would my sister be interested in a column of smoke soaring into the sky?

Cole looked away, hiding this doubt deeply in his heart.