Proof of the Sun King

As Veronica poured magic power, white magic light was injected into the optical instrument one by one, and the light magic vehicle was fully activated with the efforts of the witch apprentices.

About two hundred meters away, there stood a target, which was more than two meters high. It was a stuffing decorated with straw and rags, in the shape of a knight.

As the wizards were busy and recharged, the eight bronze mirrors lighted up successively, and the huge energy continuously passed through the eight bronze mirrors in the continuous compression and focus, and the flickering light ball gradually turned into a radiating high temperature. White beam, soul flame.

"Hey!" In front of everyone, this beam of light was launched from the Bright Demon, and a long track of more than one meter long was drawn under the scorching sun, hitting the target in the eyes of everyone.

"Boom!" The smoke filled the air, and Ryan and the others looked at the target's location with anticipation, and gradually approached.

The target, made of straw and rags, was burned in half, and it went straight through.

"The effect is good." Ryan and others nodded and said yes, 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, the accuracy of the beam is not enough, and the power will decrease." Veronica stood on the light demon 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 targets were placed at a position of about 300 meters, and at the same time they were covered with a scale armor.

The light magic vehicle was activated, and the laser penetrated the target again, leaving only a huge scorched gap, and the entire scale armor was melted by the laser formed by the flames of the soul.

"This power is not bad, but the damage area is too small, it is difficult to deal with many and complex enemies." Bellegar observed the power of the Light Demon Vehicle, and the King of Eight Peaks looked like that and nodded again and again: "But we The enemy is not made of straw and rags, and it is far from the power."

"Then let's continue." Ryan then motioned for the sergeant to move a new target.

"Yes, my count." The sergeants stepped back and brought in a smaller target.

This target no longer looks like a horse, only a pure human height. He wears a chain armor, a breastplate, and a helmet. This is standard knightly equipment. The knights of Brittany are not human. People have money to wear plate armor, most of them are still chain armor + breastplate + gauntlet equipment, with lances, swords and shields.

"The Bright Magic Vehicle is not a war machine aimed at large groups of enemies. This machine is more used to snipe enemy generals and giant beast units." Ryan motioned everyone to back away.

The light magic vehicle was activated again, and a vigorous beam of light was released from the optical instruments on the carriage, streaking across the hot summer air.

"boom!"

The crowd watched again.

This time, the beam failed to melt the target in half, and the flames of the soul penetrated the breastplate and the chainmail inside, and burned through the rags and straw, leaving a hot molten iron.

Perfectly broken, 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 had some fleshy pain. This was a set of standard knight half-body equipment, and it was burned through as an experiment.

"Well, such a powerful war machine can be used." Bellegar couldn't pick out too many problems, but the King of Eight Peaks immediately raised a new question: "Yes, Your Excellency Ryan, the power of this weapon is enough. Yes, but what about the ammunition reserves? How many beams can your female courtier launch, and what if they encounter a flexible beast? The target of this light magic vehicle is very large, if the opponent concentrates fire? How long can it last? "

Ryan thought that Bellegar was worthy of being an outstanding warrior and siege fighter. The questions he asked were more tricky, but they could point directly to the core of the problem. Yes, if the Light Magic Vehicle was just a large mobile artillery battery, it could only be at most. It is installed on the wizard tower for defense. It really needs to be used in actual combat. There are many problems. Its target is too large and it is easy to be besieged by the enemy.

Dwarves do not 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 was a warrior after all. After part of the experiment was completed, he made a gesture to Veronica, who was standing on the Light Demon, and motioned her to come down and explain it to everyone.

After the continuous release of Soul Flames, Veronica strode off the chariot. Witch Garland was very proud. She first looked at the sorceress Teresa, who was not very good-looking, and then faced Bellega one by one. explain.

"The maximum number of times the light magic vehicle can be overloaded stably in a short period of time is twelve times. If it exceeds twelve times, the magic array 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. The body of the Light Magic Rider is engraved with a defensive magic circle, which can resist the attacks of most long-range weapons. When four war horses pull the cart at the same time, this war machine can move relatively quickly, and there is no need to worry about being attacked. Besieged or besieged."

"What about a fast-moving enemy?" Bellegar continued.

"Then please look at this." Veronica snapped her fingers and motioned the soldiers to take out an iron cage.

"That's it?" Armand, the Holy Grail Knight, looked intently, a wild boar was locked in the iron cage.

"Snoring~snoring~" the wild boar chirped loudly, hitting the railing hard and 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 when it comes out, right?" Lops was not wearing armor, and the knight's full set of equipment was very heavy. The knights rarely wore armor except on duty. Hearing Vero Nika's order, the kingdom knight is somewhat reluctant.

"You don't need to know why, you just need to do as I say, Mr. Lops~" Seeing that Lops didn't obey the order, Veronica smiled sweetly, a sincere smile piled up on her sweet face, There was a hint of chill in his voice: "Do you want me to say please?"

"Well, if you must." Lops 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 place and never explain why."

Ryan frowned without a trace, and then turned into a helpless sigh. Veronica is a woman who knows how to take advantage of situations. Since she officially obtained the status of a female courtier, she began to command and order Ryan's subordinates as a matter of course. Under this system of enfeoffment and aristocracy, Veronica did, in a sense, automatically acquire part of Ryan's authority, and was qualified to be a fox and a tiger.

Compared with Veronica, Teresa is very disdainful of this kind of behavior. The sorceress rarely communicates with these subordinates of Ryan, and she only focuses on her wizard tower construction and magic research.

Both women do things differently and don't know who's right and who's wrong, good or bad.

Taking the key and opening the iron lock, Lops signaled everyone to be careful, and then opened the iron door.

"Hoo! Hohoho!~~~~" The wild boar immediately found itself free, it released a huge roar, and then rushed directly towards the target, where a large basin of water and many acorns had been placed in advance. , that is what wild boars love to eat. The wild boar, who has been hungry all day, looks excited.

But just when there was only about ten meters away from the food, a squeak made it stop.

"Amintok's Web!"

The official witch Catherine standing on the light magic vehicle held a magic book in her hand. She snorted and pressed the mechanism on the carriage without making any preparations for casting spells.

Several light nets bound the wild boar tightly, and no matter how hard the wild boar struggled, he could not get rid of it.

"Hulu~ Hululu~" This wild boar is very strong, it looks like it weighs several hundred kilograms, its two big fangs are arching vigorously, its feet are kicking, and saliva is spraying everywhere in its mouth. It struggles with all its strength and growls. on.

It was of no use. 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 Armintok's net I engraved It has been fully strengthened by me. Any monster unit, unless it is a monster with a high magic resistance such as a real dragon, will be suppressed by the Amintok web. We tested it with Ryan, even Ryan himself was The Mintok Web was bound for three seconds."

"Oh~ Spicy Four Joan of Arc Beer~" Bellegar finally got a satisfactory answer, and the King of Eight Peaks said inarticulately while drinking Bagman dark beer: "You have learned a lot from the dwarves. Well."

After speaking, Bellegar stepped aside and took out a small notebook to memorize it desperately.

"Dwarf Calendar. 5508, X month X day, these damned human knights and chivalrous patients in Brittany actually didn't listen to me seriously, and secretly said that I was long-winded, this hatred I wrote down. "

Bellegar thought for a while, then crossed out the sentence he had written with a pen, and added a sentence behind him: "But after Lord Ryan and Miss Veronica showed me their powerful war machines For the sake of it, forget it this time.”

Putting away the notebook, Bellegar's face returned to seriousness, and he walked up to Ryan: "Brother Ryan, if it really has this effect, it will be of great help to the war, especially against the enemy's giant beasts and lords. The lethality is very impressive, can you get some more?"

"It's a little difficult." Ryan shook his head: "The Bright Magic Vehicle is the strategic reserve unit of the empire. The productivity of the empire itself is particularly low. It would be good to produce one in two or three years. If the empire can sell it to me, it is already Karl Fran. Your Majesty's special order."

"Hey, that's a pity." Bellegar nodded understandingly: "Dwarves don't know how to use magic, otherwise I can ask my engineer to check it out for you to see if it can be imitated."

"No, I have tried to open the internal organs of the carriage, but the Light Wizard Academy has set a prohibition. If I want to forcibly open the internal organs, the whole light magic vehicle will collapse in an instant, turning into a mass of broken copper and iron and Broken wood." Veronica also explained to Bellegar: "Furthermore, the manufacture of the Light Magic Vehicle obviously has secret techniques bestowed by the high elves in it, and the magical 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 dwarves are the most real." Bellegar began to nag again, and he murmured endlessly: "Since before you humans have an era, we dwarves have been cut off from elves. Relationship, those pointed ears are too arrogant and annoying, they always feel that they are the masters of the world, or human brothers are more reliable, especially friends like the Ryan brothers, if it is not for me to restore the Eight Peaks, I will definitely Invite him to join me on an adventure in the Badlands, where we dwarves once lost a famous fortress, Karak-Vane, to the south of the Roof Mountains of the World, a place rich in meteoric iron..."

Lane listened to Bellegar's words, he always kept smiling, nodding his head endlessly, without saying a word, letting Bellegar nag.

Bellegar was very satisfied with Ryan's patience and listening. The King of Eight Peaks thought that someone like Ryan was really suitable to be friends with dwarves. When he finished talking and was invited to dinner with Ryan, Bellega still thought Article must be memorized.

In fact, what the dwarves 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 borderline between the Empire and Brittany, the Grey Mountains, the Blackrock stronghold.

The great necromancer Heinrich Kemmler led his ancient tomb army back to his fortress~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This used to be a strong dwarf fortress, but now it has become a paradise for the undead.

Following Kemmler's return, in addition to his undead army, there is another Chaos Four Gods Champion Gul, who is more than two meters tall, holds a black sawtooth axe, and wears Barosh blood-red cursed armor. The terrifying undead champion The Warriors followed Kemmler, leading a team of undead Chaos Chosen warriors, thirsty for slaughter and blood, even after they had become dead.

Gul is urging Kemmler to march towards the human kingdom all the time, bringing destruction to those mortals who don't know how to "embracing civilization". Sometimes Kemler wonders whether he really controls Gul, but the undead archmage 's order has been proved to be useful for the time being, and under his order, Gul was temporarily quiet.

Looking suspiciously at the tall Gul, Kemmler was sitting on his throne full of gold and corpses. He was thinking about his next move, whether to attack the castle of Montferre, or to march south to Bastogne. ?

In any case, the midsummer season is not the right time to march, the sun **** Petra's divine power is the most powerful in summer, and he and his undead army need to wait for the opportunity.

"Master, a messenger has come to the Blackstone stronghold. He wants to see you." At this time, Gul approached from the outside, holding a big axe in both hands, and passed a message to Kemmler's ears.

"Where's the news? Manfred?" Kemmler said sharply.

"It's the messenger from Musillon, a blood knight of the blood dragon family." Gul said in a bloodthirsty and dry voice: "He brought a gift from the Duke of Musillon, Mathubad, and kindness, He wants to form an alliance with us against the knights of Brittany."

"...let him in!"