Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 109: 107: Under the gunfire, all beings are equal (please subscribe, please vote)

On the spire,
Gary Mills had stopped the 'simultaneous translation' and suddenly turned his head to look at Roy and asked, "So, Baron Marquis did it on purpose, deliberately came forward to distract Lord Dorji.

Then, send the assassin to destroy the demon altar?"

Luo Yi nodded and said, "Isn't this obvious?!"

"You nobles have really dirty hearts!"

"..."

Roy paused for a moment, then immediately retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a noble, don't include me in this."

Having said that, he looked at Oliveira again and asked, "Is that assassin the Gray Mist Man?"

Oliveira shook his head slowly: “No, but they practice the same secret profession.

They should be from the same place as the Gray Mist Man."

"This Twilight Hermitage is filled with various forces, and it is difficult to distinguish them."

Gary Mills quickly patted Roy on the shoulder and said, "The fight has started, it has started again!"

"It looks like the royalists are going to lose this battle."

Luo Yi shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!"

"Even now, can we still turn the tide?"

"It's useless to say anything now. Let's keep watching. I don't believe that this is all Dorji can do."

Having said this, he stopped talking and stared at the battlefield.

At this time, after the demon altar was destroyed, no subsequent demons arrived. However, if you think that the remaining demons can be easily dealt with, that would be a joke.

Baron Marquis achieved his goal and immediately began to retreat, trying to get away from the battlefield.

But Lord Dorji was so angry that he raised his hand and punched out.

Wherever his fist passed, an invisible but tangible air mass was formed, which directly hit Marquez.

He is actually a rare fighter.

The fighter, born out of the legendary monk profession, does not practice fighting spirit, but focuses on comprehending the power of "qi", but does not abide by those complicated precepts.

In other words, they do not receive the extra blessings that come from the precepts, but they study the techniques of unarmed combat and close combat.

At the second stage, they will fiercely use their fists to resolve battles, and are good at ground techniques and joint techniques.

However, at this time, they were not at an advantage against the knights who were fully armed and armored.

Only when they reach the third stage, their Qi can leave the body and be strengthened, and their combat power can be greatly improved.

Just like now, he knocked the two guardian knights who came to help to the ground with one punch and one kick.

He fought one against two and not only did he not lose the upper hand, he even forced the enemy to keep roaring and calling for help from their companions.

It wasn't until three extraordinary people surrounded him, especially an elusive shadow assassin, that his momentum was curbed.

However, although Dorji is strong, the group of demons under his command are not strong enough.

Without the constant support, the group of extraordinary people from the Twilight Hermitage had no more scruples. They charged straight in and started fighting one-on-one.

When this group of extraordinary people began to kill, various powerful combat skills were frequently used. Although the demons were still crazy, they found it difficult to maintain their formation.

At this moment, there is no longer a clear distinction, but a melee.

However, just when the Twilight Hermitage seemed to have gained an absolute upper hand and was about to end the battle, something unexpected suddenly occurred.

Dorji suddenly went crazy. He ignored the attack of the shadow assassin, growled, accumulated a large amount of "qi", and suddenly slammed the ground.

Then, a violent gust of wind swept up the dust on the ground and spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, it was like an overwhelming tidal wave, unstoppable.

Even the three extraordinary people surrounding them felt a huge force coming and had to retreat and steady themselves.

At this moment, a magical firework rose into the sky amid the rising dust, exploded in the darkness, and turned into the flag of the Habsburg Empire, which lingered for a long time.

What's happening here?
I guess this is the voice of many people, but it won’t be long before they know.

In the east of the city, in the slums, when the magic fireworks exploded, magic crystal lamps lit up in the darkness.

Bright and soft light lit up in the sky. Dozens of crystal lamps could illuminate a large area as if it were daytime.

The houses, which were made of dilapidated wooden boards, collapsed in all directions at this moment, revealing the busy figures inside.

They seemed to be wearing ordinary civilian clothes, but their tough, iron-blooded and well-trained temperament could not be concealed at all.

What they were fiddling with were actually magical cannons.

The pitch-black barrel shone with a metallic luster, and the muzzle was pointing in the direction of the Executive Office.

A group of artillerymen disguised as civilians immediately loaded shells, measured wind speed, and fine-tuned the angle.

After doing all this, they looked to the side and saw the general wearing a black military uniform, with golden hair, a cold expression, and bloodshot eyes.

They were waiting, waiting for his order.

The general didn't let them wait long and gave the order directly.

"Fire in unison. Use up all the shells you brought. Let me see how long the extraordinary can hold out under the bombardment."

"Yes!"

The response was uniform and full of momentum.

Then, they placed their hands on the magic cannon without hesitation, the magic power was activated, the magic patterns were lit up, and the magic crystals shone.

Finally, flames shot up into the sky!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom! At this moment, countless magic cannons spewed out flames, and the violent roar was deafening.

At this moment, the iron-blooded general stood in front of the artillery fire, feeling this shocking power.

He looked up, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, sniffed the smell of gunpowder in the air, and couldn't help but smile.

"What extraordinary strong man?"

"What demonic monster?"

"Under my fire, all beings are equal!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A wanton smile emanated from his mouth, and he seemed like a madman facing the world, but this was enough to scare countless people.

After one round of bombardment, the second round will be loaded and fired, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth rounds...

If you say you want to fire all the shells, then really fire them all first!
In the distance, in the spire, Luo Yi and the other two saw this scene. They were all stunned and even forgot to breathe.

No one was more familiar with magic cannons than Gary Mills, so he knew clearly that it was definitely a medium-sized magic cannon used on the battlefield.

It can be said that it is a 152mm caliber -pound cannon, and its power is exaggerated.

Are extraordinary strong people powerful?
Of course that’s awesome!
A long time ago, they were all powerful weapons on the battlefield, and one person could decide the outcome of a small-scale war.

But under the magic cannon, they are nothing but meat on the chopping board.

Everything was just as Gary Mills had imagined, when fireworks exploded in the air, whistling sounds were heard, and the explosion of artillery shells shattered everything.

These active-duty soldiers of the empire also demonstrated extremely excellent artillery skills, and the shells only covered Elfat Square and the Executive Office.

Even after plowing over and over again, the roar continued as if there was no end.

Of course, such intensive bombardment will naturally affect the surrounding areas.

However, the Seven Gods Bank activated a magical protective force field to block the aftermath, leaving itself intact.

The other buildings collapsed piece by piece like pieces of paper.

As for the extraordinary strong ones among them, they showed extraordinary qualities, and many of them chose to flee at the moment of disaster.

It's a pity that Dorji chose the time very cleverly, as it was when the melee broke out.

If they want to escape, they have to ask the demons for permission.

A blood-red halo spread out, ignoring the artillery fire, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Under the bloodthirsty spell of the group demons, all rationality had disappeared from the eyes of those demons, and only madness remained.

These demons don't care about themselves, they only care about their enemies.

Although they could only block it for a moment, that moment of delay was enough for the shells to fall on everyone's heads.

Therefore, under the bombardment of artillery fire, even a strong man like Chaofan would either explode with fighting spirit or use the last resort to hold on;

Either throw out magic scrolls, protect props, and strive for opportunities.

Maybe someone has that rare teleportation scroll, but it is definitely extremely rare.

At this moment, Luo Yi looked at the scene in front of him, and more images flashed in his mind.

He thought of the Empire's Seventh Mixed Legion outside the city. Initially, this legion entered the city to maintain order and set up cannons on the top of the city.

When Luo Yi returned from the sea, they had already retreated.

But now that I think about it, these magic cannons must have been left behind at that time.

He remembered Baron Marquis's actions!

The difficulty of the Grace Festival was carefully concocted by him, and everything that happened in Oakland City, step by step afterwards, was also carried out according to his will.

He thought he had figured out everything.
In fact, it was just Lord Dorji who made him think so.

He also thought of Lord Dorji Petrovich, a man who was known for his ruthlessness and determination, but whose performance after the Festival of Grace was very disappointing.

It seems that he can continue to stay here only because of the trust of the imperial royal family.

He seemed to do nothing about the public opinion in Oakland.

But in fact, that was just showing weakness to the enemy, which allowed Baron Marquis to become more successful and rampant. Later, Guise was arrested and the plot might be leaked.

At this point, the wins and losses were reversed, with ups and downs, and it was completely crazy!
Therefore, what Dorji cared about was never the little baron; what he had to deal with was the Twilight Priory.

No matter how many old nobles have joined the Twilight Hermitage and how strong they are, they will all cry after losing so many extraordinary people in this round!
At this moment, amid the raging gunfire, Luo Yi suddenly wanted to take back his previous comment.

Compared to Lord Dorji, Baron Marquis's insidiousness is actually nothing!
At this moment, it was Oliveira who spoke first.

Perhaps because he had seen it before, his ability to endure was far greater than Luo Yi's.

So, at this moment, he said calmly: "This is why the Habsburg Empire can intimidate the Old World, and this is also why those old nobles are afraid."

"On the battlefield, under the gunfire, all beings are equal!"

His voice was surprisingly calm, but even Luo Yi, who was mentally prepared, trembled all over.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person and had never been to the battlefield. He had only seen such scenes in movies.

At this moment, he finally felt that even the double-layer snake-scale armor with six-fold deflection force field was not enough.

At this moment, he saw from the corner of his eye that just below the spire, a flash of magical light appeared, and a person staggered out from it.

That person was Lord Dorji Petrovich!

　Maybe this is what I want to write, with firepower coverage, even the extraordinary ones have to kneel!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)