I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 361 - 349 Our troops haven’t been sacrificed; they’ve simply returned to the Lord’s embrace ahead of time!
Chapter 361: Chapter 349: Our troops haven’t been sacrificed; they’ve simply returned to the Lord’s embrace ahead of time!
Chapter 361 -349: Our troops haven’t been sacrificed; they’ve simply returned to the Lord’s embrace ahead of time!
“I had a good relationship with Master Gatling and have conversed with him several times, so I have some understanding of how machine guns are constructed and their operating principles,” Lynn continued to explain.
“Unfortunately, this weapon is far too dangerous.
If it were to spread, it could make wars even more brutal, which is why, after it was developed, it was sealed away by the Secret Magic Society.
The aging wizard who created it consequently died in deep sorrow, and it wasn’t until recently, when we needed to respond to the church’s war, that it was reactivated!”
Hearing this, Wilson felt a tinge of regret.
Such a talent capable of developing a weapon of war had fallen just like that.
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He immediately felt that this must have been the most correct decision the Secret Magic Society had ever made.
He simply couldn’t imagine what war would look like if this thing were to spread.
Even they, the official wizards on the battlefield, could potentially be turned into sieves if targeted by a machine gun.
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Wilson even wondered if the Dean himself had participated in the development of this kind of war weapon, otherwise, how could he know so much detail and even be able to directly draw up the blueprints…
“If you can build five qualified machine guns within a week, after this war, I will commend your merits to the councilors, and everyone involved in the development of the new-style firearms will receive a Morning Star Medal!” Lynn said encouragingly.
Most of the alchemists present had participated in the production and improvement of flintlock muskets, percussions, and electromagnetic cannons, so it indeed seemed reasonable to offer some reward.
At these words, Wilson and the others were incredibly excited.
The Morning Star Medal was undoubtedly something most official wizards could only dream of for their entire lives—it was a tremendous honor!
As for the more prestigious Silver Moon and Corona Medals, they were typically reserved for great wizards and legendary wizards.
The only special case in these past centuries had been Lynn; they wouldn’t dare to hope to be compared to such a luminary in magic…
Lydia was even more uncontrollably excited.
This meant that she would soon become the first-ever halfling witch to receive the Morning Star Medal in history!
With the promise of imminent glory as motivation, the exhaustion from consecutive all-nighters disappeared in an instant.
After the alchemists gulped down another bottle of energy elixir, they began pondering how to actually construct the device.
Even with complete blueprints, the level of automation in a machine gun was not something the flintlock and percussion guns could compare to, and there were many technical challenges to overcome; one week’s time was extremely tight.
Looking at Wilson and the others bubbling with sheer motivation, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.
Once they had anti-air laser weapons and several machine guns as their trump cards, they would not need to hold their ground any longer, they could shift from defense to offense!
Lynn was very interested in the oil that the Griffin Knights used for arson.
In any case, he was determined to claim this oil-producing area!
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Nighttime, the kingdom of Hadlata, outside the royal capital.
Amid a series of prayers and hymns, the ground began to shake violently.
Walls over two meters tall rose from the earth, quickly forming a temporary camp.
Several cardinals then joined hands to cast a Divine Barrier, creating a magical barrier that spread for several kilometers.
Because the Divine Barrier was so vast, its protective strength was very dispersed.
Even a level-one magic could easily break through, but this device was not meant to block damage.
It had been imbued with the Divine Arts “Detect Evil” and “Life Perception”…
The former can detect fluctuations in magic power, while the latter makes it impossible for some living beings to hide, the purpose being to guard against deceitful Wizards sneaking in through shape-shifting, invisibility, and other means.
Once the Divine Barrier was attacked, the nearby guarding bishops and Priests would immediately rush to the scene.
The Divine Radiance sprinkled down from the barrier provided slight comfort to the allied soldiers who had just undergone a brutal war, but as soon as they closed their eyes, they would recall the roar of muskets and cannons, that wall soaked with blood, which had become an indelible nightmare in their hearts.
“Children of God, devils are walking on earth, their vile minions occupying kingdoms, attempting to turn the world into purgatory…
Do not be afraid, nor panic, all of this is God’s test, those who have fought for God and died, have simply returned to the Lord’s embrace early, and will enjoy endless peace and joy in the Divine Kingdom…”
A Priest with a look of compassion, under the watchful eyes of a group of anxious soldiers, loudly proclaimed the Lord’s faith, while a dozen other Priests recited prayers loudly, soothing the stimulated allied soldiers.
In contrast to these cannon fodder, the precious griffins received better treatment; the bishops themselves took action, using Divine Arts to remove their fear of Thunder Magic.
The only ones unaffected were those dressed in silver armor of the elite soldiers.
Every member of the elite soldiers was a veteran forged through battles among piles of corpses and seas of blood, having witnessed companions die to the fangs of otherworldly demons and gigantic beasts, capturing and fighting dangerous Wizards was just routine, so even though the noon siege was incredibly brutal, it was not enough to shake their spirit or faith.
At this moment, in the camp’s center, under the protection of a phalanx of silver-armored guards, inside the temporarily erected pure white tent…
Edwell was listening to the casualty report of the war, which was significantly worse than the direst expectations.
The total number of dead had reached over 23,500, and there were 117 Griffin Knights and 200 elite soldiers who died under the Thunder Net and those alchemic devices that could launch lightning at high speed.
Listening to this litany of bad news, the faces of the Cardinals turned grim.
The result of the initial battle could only be described as a disgrace; never before, even in the wars against the Evil God, had there been such a catastrophic defeat!
Pulson could not imagine the uproar this news would cause if it reached the Holy City, it was truly a disgrace to the majesty of God!
In his view, for such heavy casualties to occur without any victory showed utterly that Edwell’s command had been lacking!
“We should not have been in such a rush to retreat just now.
Although the Wizards’ weapons are powerful, they could not possibly maintain them indefinitely.
The casualties of 20,000 might have pushed these believers of the Evil God to their limit!
Just like a dam nibbled by termites, it would collapse with just a gentle push!” Pulson asserted confidently.
He did not understand how muskets and cannons operated, but aside from the great Lord, there is no power that is infinite and everlasting!
Great power often means terrifying consumption!
If at the most intense moment of the war, Edwell had ordered the Griffin Knights to cooperate with his forces in a fierce assault at all costs, perhaps they would already be celebrating victory within the royal city!
