Chapter 431, the Prestige of the Light Magic Vehicle
With Veronica infusing magic power, white magic light was injected into the optical instrument ring by ring, and the light magic vehicle was fully activated with the efforts of the witch apprentices.
About two hundred meters away, there is a target standing upright. This target is more than two meters high. It is a padding decorated with straw and rags and made into the shape of a knight.
As the wizards were busy and recharging, the eight copper mirrors lit up one after another, and the huge energy continuously passed through the eight copper mirrors while being continuously compressed and focused, and the flickering ball of light gradually turned into a high-temperature beam. White light beam, soul flame.
"Whew!" In front of everyone, this light beam shot out from the light demon vehicle, making a long trajectory more than one meter long under the scorching sun, and hit the target in everyone's eyes.
"Boom!" The smoke and dust filled the air, and Ryan and the others looked at the target with expectant eyes and gradually approached.
The target made of straw and rags was half burnt and passed right through.
"The effect is good." Ryan and others nodded, and Ryan shouted to Veronica: "Is this the maximum range?"
"No, the maximum effective range is 300 meters to 400 meters. If it is farther away, the accuracy of the beam is not enough, and the power will decrease." Veronica stood on the light magic vehicle and replied: "400 meters is already The maximum range, if you want to have a better attack effect, about 200 meters to 300 meters is the best range."
"Okay, let's try again!" Ryan motioned for the experiment to continue.
The sergeants came up with several new targets, this time the target was placed at a position of about 300 meters, and at the same time put on a piece of scale armor.
The light magic vehicle was activated, and the laser penetrated the target again, leaving only a huge charred gap, and the entire scale armor was melted by the laser formed by the flame of the soul.
"This power is not bad, but the damage surface is too small, it is difficult to deal with many and mixed enemies." Bellega observed the power of the light magic vehicle, and the king of Bafeng Mountain nodded repeatedly: "But we Your enemies aren't made of straw and rags, they're not nearly as powerful."
"Then let's continue." Ryan then signaled the sergeant to move a new target.
"Yes, my count." Several sergeants retreated and moved a smaller target.
This target no longer has the appearance of riding a horse, but is only of pure human height. He is wearing chain mail, breastplate, and a helmet. This is standard knight equipment. The knights in Brittany are not human. People who have money wear plate armor, but most people still wear chain mail + breastplate + gauntlets, with lances, swords and shields.
"The Light Magic Vehicle is not a war machine aimed at large groups of enemies. This machine is more used to snipe and kill enemy generals and behemoth units." Ryan signaled everyone to back away.
The light magic vehicle was activated again, and a majestic beam of light was emitted from the optical instrument on the carriage, across the hot summer air.
"boom!"
The crowd watched again.
This time the beam failed to melt the target in half, and the soul flame penetrated the breastplate and the chain mail inside, and burned through the rags and straw, leaving a stream of hot molten iron.
After breaking it perfectly, everyone immediately realized that the huge power contained in this war machine can perfectly penetrate the entire standard knight equipment, so it can almost penetrate most of the powerful enemies in the entire old world!
Olivier's face even felt a bit painful. This is a complete set of standard knight half-body equipment, and it was burned through as an experimental product.
"Well, such a powerful war machine can be used." Bellegar couldn't find too many faults this time, but the king of Eight Peaks immediately asked a new question: "Yes, Your Excellency Ryan, is the power of this weapon enough?" Now, but what about ammunition reserves? How many of these beams can your courtiers fire,
What if you encounter a flexible behemoth? The goal of this light magic vehicle is very big, what if the opponent focuses fire? How long can it last? "
Ryan thought that Bellegar was indeed an outstanding warrior and siegeman. The questions he asked were more tricky than the last, but they could point to the core of the problem. Yes, if the light magic vehicle is just a large mobile fort, then at most it can Installed on the Wizard Tower for defensive purposes, there are many problems in actual combat. Its target is too large, and it is easy to be besieged by the enemy. If it cannot continue after firing a few times, it is not as useful as the dwarven cannon and organ gun.
Dwarves can't use magic, but they are not ignorant of magic, and runes are their use of the wind of magic.
Ryan couldn't answer these questions. He is a warrior after all. After completing part of the experiment, he gestured to Veronica who was standing on the Light Demon Vehicle, signaling her to come down and explain to everyone.
After releasing the flames of the soul continuously, Veronica strode down from the chariot. Witch Garland was very proud. She first looked at the sorceress Teresa who was not very good-looking, and then looked at Bellegar one by one. Explanation.
"The maximum number of times that the light magic vehicle can be stably overloaded in a short period of time is twelve times. If it exceeds twelve times, the magic circle and optical instruments above will automatically enter a self-protection state and lose their functions." Veronica first explained : "Twelve super powerful soul flame beams are enough for the battlefield."
"Then there is defense. There is a defensive circle engraved on the body of the light magic vehicle, which can withstand the attacks of most long-range weapons. With four war horses pulling the cart at the same time, this war machine can move at a relatively fast speed, and there is no need to worry about being attacked. besieged or besieged."
"What if you face a fast-moving enemy?" Bellegar continued to ask.
"Then please look at this." Veronica snapped her fingers, signaling the soldiers to take out an iron cage.
"That's it?" Holy Grail Knight Armand looked intently, and there was a wild boar in an iron cage.
"Hulu~hulu~" the wild boar screamed loudly, hitting the railing hard, making a crisp sound.
"Mr. Lopes, please open the cage." Veronica ordered.
"Ah? Why? This kind of wild boar will cause a lot of trouble if it comes out, right?" Lopus didn't wear armor, and the knight's full set of equipment was very heavy. Knights seldom wear armor to do things except on duty. Hearing Vero Nika's order, the knight of the kingdom was a little reluctant.
"You don't need to know why, you just have to do what I say, Mr. Lopes~" Seeing that Lopes didn't obey the order, Veronica smiled sweetly, and a sincere smile piled up on her sweet face, There was a trace of chill in the voice: "Do you want me to say please?"
"Well, if you must." Lopus shrugged helplessly, and he muttered in a low voice: "That's why I hate the women of the Garland Council, because they always order others from a high position without explaining why."
Ryan frowned without a trace, and then turned into a helpless sigh. Veronica is a woman who knows how to take advantage of the situation. Under this enfeoffment system and aristocratic system, Veronica did in a sense automatically obtain part of Ryan's authority, and she was qualified to pretend to be a tiger.
Compared to Veronica, Teresa disdains this kind of behavior. The sorceress seldom communicates with Ryan's subordinates. She just focuses on her wizard tower construction and magic research.
Both women have different ways of doing things, and they don't know who is right and who is wrong, good or bad.
After receiving the key and unlocking the iron lock, Lops signaled everyone to be careful, and then opened the iron door.
"Roar! Roar!~~~~" The wild boar immediately found himself free, let out a loud roar, and then rushed directly towards the target, where a large basin of clear water and many acorns had been placed in advance That's what the wild boar loves to eat. The wild boar, which has been hungry all day, looked excited, and it let go of its pace and ran all the way.
But when it was only about ten meters away from the food, it stopped with a soft drink.
"Amintok's Web!"
The official witch Catherine standing on the light magic vehicle was holding a magic book in her hand. Without making any preparations for casting a spell, she let out a coquettish cry and pressed the mechanism on the carriage.
Several light nets bound the wild boar tightly, no matter how hard the wild boar struggled, it couldn't get rid of it.
"Hulu~hululu~" This wild boar is very strong, it looks like it weighs several hundred catties, its two big fangs are arching vigorously, its feet are kicking wildly, and its mouth is spraying everywhere. It struggles with all its strength and growls. with.
It was useless, one minute passed, two minutes passed, and it was still firmly tied in place, unable to move.
"Amintok's Net, this light spell has been bound to the magic circle in the carriage through the magic circle." Veronica explained with some pride: "The Amintok's net I engraved It has been fully strengthened by me. Any giant beast unit, unless it is a monster with high magic resistance like a real dragon, will be suppressed by the Amintok's net. We tested it with Ryan, and even Ryan himself was defeated by Ahmintok's net. Mintok's web held for three seconds."
"Oh ~ Spicy Four Joan of Arc Beer~" Bellegar finally got a satisfactory answer, and the King of Eight Peaks Mountain said inarticulately while drinking Bagman's dark beer: "You have learned a lot from the dwarves. Well."
After finishing speaking, Bellegar walked aside and took out a small notebook and desperately memorized it.
"In 5508 of the dwarf calendar, on X-month-X, these damned human knights and chivalrous patients in Brittania didn't listen to me seriously, and secretly said that I was long-winded. I will record this hatred. "
Bellega thought for a while, then crossed out the sentence he had written with a pen, and added a sentence behind: "But look at Lord Ryan and Miss Veronica showing me their powerful war machines For the sake of it, forget it this time.”
Putting away the small book, Bellega's face returned to seriousness, and he walked to Ryan: "Brother Ryan, if there is such an effect, it will be of great help to the war, especially against the enemy's giant beasts and lords." The lethality is very impressive, do you have a way to get some more?"
"It's a bit difficult." Ryan shook his head: "The Light Magic Vehicle is the strategic reserve unit of the empire. The productivity of the empire itself is particularly low. It would be good to be able to produce one in two or three years. The empire can sell it to me. It is already Karl Fran His Majesty's order."
"Hey, that's a pity." Bellegar nodded understandingly: "Dwarves don't know how to use magic, otherwise I can ask my engineer to help you investigate and see if it can be imitated."
"No, I have tried to open the internal mechanism of the carriage, but the Guangming Wizard Academy has set a restriction. If I try to force open the internal mechanism, the entire light magic vehicle will collapse in an instant, turning into a mass of broken copper, rotten iron and Broken wood." Veronica also explained to Bellega: "Furthermore, the creation of the light magic vehicle obviously has the secret method bestowed by the high elves. The magic knowledge we humans have learned is only the fur of the high elves and cannot be imitated. .”
"Damn pointy-eared things are always so arrogant, and the dwarves are the most real." Bellegar started nagging again, and he babbled endlessly: "Since before you humans have an epoch, we dwarves have been cut off from the elves. relationship, those pointed ears are too arrogant and annoying, I always feel that I am the master of the world, and human brothers are more reliable, especially friends like Brother Ryan, if it is not for me, I want to recover Bafeng Mountain, I will definitely Invite him to go on an adventure with me in the badlands. We dwarves once lost a famous fortress in the south of the roof of the world, Karak-Warn, which is a place rich in meteorites..."
Ryan listened to what Bellegar said, and he kept smiling, nodding his head endlessly, without saying a word, letting Bellegar chatter.
Bellegar was very satisfied with Ryan's patience and listening. The King of Eight Peaks thought that a person like Ryan was really suitable to be a friend with a dwarf. The article must be written down.
In fact, what the dwarf didn't know was that Earl Lane was listening on the surface, but he was thinking in his heart, what posture would be better to use with Teresa at night.
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Meanwhile, the Old World, the border line between the Empire and Britannia, the Gray Mountains, the Blackstone stronghold.
Undead wizard Heinrich Kemmler led his ancient tomb army back to his fortress. This was once a strong dwarven fortress, but now it has become a paradise for the undead.
Along with Kemler's return, apart from his undead army, there was one more champion of the four gods of chaos Gul, a terrifying undead champion who was more than two meters tall, held a black sawtooth giant axe, and wore Barosh's blood-red cursed armor. The warrior followed Kemler, leading a group of undead Chaos Chosen Warriors. Even though these undead had become dead, they still thirsted for blood and blood.
Gul is urging Kemler to march towards the human kingdom all the time, destroying those mortals who don't know how to "embrace civilization". Sometimes Kemler wonders whether he really controls Gul, but the Necromancer His order has proven to be useful for the time being. Under his order, Gul temporarily fell silent.
Looking suspiciously at the tall Gul, Kemmler sat on his throne full of gold and corpses. He was thinking about his next move, whether to attack Monteverl Castle or march south to Bastogne. ?
In any case, the midsummer season is not a suitable time to march. The power of the sun god Petra is the strongest in summer, and he and his undead army still need to wait for the time.
"Master, a messenger has come to the Blackstone stronghold. He wants to see you." At this moment, Gul approached from the outside, holding a big ax in both hands, and transmitted a message to Kemler's ears.
"Where's the news? Manfred?" Kemmler said sharply.
"It's an envoy from Musilon, a blood knight from the Blood Dragon family." Gul said in a bloodthirsty and dry voice, "He brought gifts and goodwill from Duke Musillon, Matthew Bard, He wants to ally us against the knights of Brittania."
"...Let him in!"