Path of light

Chapter 824 825. About Hex

Captain Jeroin, who was sitting in the captain's room, couldn't calm down for a long time. He was not from the expeditionary artillery regiment, and his understanding of magic cannons was limited to what was on paper, but he still knew very well how powerful that thing was.

The Templar Expedition spent a lot of money to purchase these magical weapons from the dwarf kingdom.

But those stingy dwarves did not want to sell the magic cannons in their hands.

The reason is very simple, magic cannon is a non-renewable resource.

Why do magic weapons like magic cannons become non-renewable resources? The main reason is that magic cannons are products of Hextech technology. These magic cannons are powerful magic weapons created by goblin inventors during the period of goblin civilization.

Later, when the goblins were no longer satisfied with creating magic puppets, they began to collect the divine power of fallen gods to create Titans...

Initially, the Titans only had the strength of demigods. Later, after repeated optimizations and upgrades, the strength of the Titans gradually approached that of lower-level gods. This obvious blasphemous act brought about a devastating disaster for the goblins.

The decline of goblin civilization heralds the end of the Hextech era.

People gradually forgot about Hextech. Only the dwarves, who were good at digging, found a clue from the ancient ruins. They also began to inherit the products that emerged from the collision of technology and magic...

For example, magic broom handles, dwarf sabers, magic guns, levitation devices, magic cannons, dimensional space folding doors, etc.

Among these Hextech technologies, magic broom handles, dwarf sabers, and levitation devices are renewable resources, because the dwarves and magicians have mastered the core knowledge of these technological products and can manufacture them at any time as long as they need them.

However, advanced Hextech technologies such as magic cannons and dimensional folding gates have not yet been replicated by any great magician, and they are in a state of being lost as one is destroyed.

The elders in the dwarf kingdom regard these magical and technological products as treasures...

Even if the Archbishop of the Statue of Liberty wrote a letter to the Dwarf King personally, only twelve magic cannons were received at that time.

Captain Jeroin, who was sitting in a chair, said with a look of regret:

"When His Excellency Bishop Ocasi, the Supreme Commander of the Green Empire's Temple Expeditionary Force, borrowed magic cannons from King Tandon of the Dwarf Empire, they probably knew that anything lent to the Statue of Liberty would most likely not be returned, so they were only willing to lend the Temple Expeditionary Force ten magic cannons."

"These magic cannons are pure goblin technology. The dwarves have not been able to replicate them until now. The dwarves are very good at magic cannons, but I didn't expect... in the end, these gray dwarves took advantage of them."

Roy asked curiously:

"Are you saying that the Dwarf King of Tandon gave these magic cannons to the gray dwarves?"

"How is that possible!" Captain Jeroin waved his hands repeatedly.

Then he added:

"The dwarves have mastered the core technology of the floating device, and after so many years of continuous improvement, the floating device has become more stable and energy-efficient, so magic airships can be seen almost everywhere in the Green Empire..."

"These gray dwarves are able to possess so many magic cannons. I guess they probably stole them from the dwarves."

"The gray dwarves are well-known robbers and thieves among the dwarves."

"If the expeditionary force had so many magic cannons, the expedition could have gone further."

Captain Jeroin said with great regret.

"You mean these magic cannons are very valuable?"

"Well, I can say responsibly that the value of these magic cannons is immeasurable!"

Roy perked up when he heard Jeroin's words. He no longer wanted to continue sitting in the captain's room. Instead, he ran out of the ship and went directly back into the warehouse under the deck, asking the half-elf guard guarding the warehouse to open the wooden box.

As the four-meter-long box lid was opened again, Roy couldn't wait to lift the oil paper stuck on the barrel, and the magic cannon barrel hidden inside came into Roy's sight again.

The black gun barrel shone with a metallic luster, and the complex gilded patterns on the entire gun barrel finally had a little magical fluctuation under Roy's gaze.

Roy thought this might be due to his own psychology...

Roy walked around the wooden box and was a little dumbfounded.

He discovered that the barrel, which had a diameter of 30 centimeters, actually had an inner diameter only as thick as his little finger, which meant that the shells fired from this thing were only as big as the little fingernail, and it couldn't fire continuously.

Roy was a little confused. If this was true, then how powerful could this thing be?

And judging from the thickness of the wooden box and the multiple support frames inside it, this thing should be very heavy. Roy touched the cannon with his hand. It was cold, and the power of holy light transmitted from his fingers instantly disappeared into the sea.

I just felt that the magic cannon was like a huge, extremely dry sponge, and the trace of holy light power flowing out from the index finger was like a drop of water.

In an instant, it disappeared without a trace...

"Have you searched the lower cabin? Have you seen any other parts?"

Roy asked the half-elf guard somewhat unwillingly.

"Boss, we've looked everywhere. There's only this type of wooden box! This and the second floor are full, and the closed cabin is underneath."

The half-elf guard answered honestly.

"Boss, how about we open all these boxes and check them again?"

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that!"

Roy waved his hand and said.

He knew how heavy this thing was. It was definitely not an easy task to open all the wooden boxes containing the magic cannon. If the lids were not properly sealed, it would be even more troublesome if the thing rusted...

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At noon, six three-masted sailing ships had arrived near Captain Ralph's private dock.

Two of the three-masted sailing ships were requisitioned from the two three-masted sailing ships anchored on Pleiston Island in accordance with Roy's instructions.

The gray dwarves in the town were either arrested or escaped. Naturally, no gray dwarf dared to stand up and protest at this time...

Due to the limited carrying capacity of the fleet, the captured gray dwarves could not be brought back and arranged on board the ship. They could only be left at the dock of Prestedon Island and a team of half-elf guards were sent to watch over them.

The walrus boss knew that Roy needed to repair the two old ships in the secret haven, so he specially transported some materials from the port. The only thing missing was the three main masts that had been removed. There really was no such thing on Pleiston Island...

During this half day, the cave gate of the secret haven was opened nearly three meters, but it would probably take at least two days to fully open the gate.

Miss Tiffany, Jie Zena and Olive swam in through the gap after the cave door was opened.

After swimming a few laps in the cave, the three of them surfaced and climbed onto the dock silently.

Roy waited on the dock and asked them:

"What's the situation on the seafloor like?"

"They are all the corpses of the Naga sea people. It's been too long, and many of the bones have been broken into pieces." Tiffany twisted her wet hair and shook off the water on her body. It was still quite cold in the cave.

Roy didn't say anything. This was pretty much what he had guessed.

"How's the situation in town?"

"The entire town has been searched by the guards. As for the gray dwarves, those who should be caught were caught, while those who ran away ran away. Given the environment on the island, it is not realistic to chase them..."

"How many gray dwarves were captured?"

"There are probably more than 500 of them. A little more died, but even more escaped!"

After Zeina finished speaking, she added:

"Almost all the gray dwarves in this town are involved in the slave trade."

Roy nodded. He knew the group of half-elf guards he brought with him best.

What these half-blood elf guards hate most is slave traders. It would be better if these gray dwarves on the island could surrender. If they resist the elf guards, they will definitely be killed or injured...

"Did you find the treasure?" Miss Tiffany asked Roy.

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Roy pointed to the two old ships docked at the pier and said:

"It's the supplies on those two ships. I plan to repair both ships and take them away together."

The light in the cave was a little dim, and even if the two rows of lampposts on the dock were all lit, they could not illuminate the entire mountain.

Miss Tiffany took out a towel and tilted her head to wipe her hair.

After she came ashore, she transformed into an elf...

"What are you going to do with the island?" Miss Tiffany asked Roy.

Roy shook his head. He had already made up his mind to give up Pleasantton Island.

"The environment here is too bad. The fog on the island can induce mutations in the body. I plan to give up here."

Miss Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief:

"Oh, you really don't care about this lost sea!"

Roy said in confusion: "The environment here is so bad, why should I care about it? Isn't it better to focus on running Kui Island now?"

Miss Tiffany pulled out a nautical chart from the wet magic waist bag at her waist. She unfolded the chart with one hand, pointed to a route on it and said to Roy:

"It's about 20 days' journey from here to the Queen Ewenni Islands. It's an excellent supply point from the Elf Continent to the Roland Continent. If you want to open a route to the Roland Continent, from Kui Island to the Lost Sea, and then to the Cambli Islands... this route is quite good."

Roy's eyes were a little dull. He had never thought of crossing the Endless Sea. After all, the Naga tribe in the Endless Sea was extremely powerful...

"If we sail westward from Kui Island, how long will it take to reach Roland Continent?"

Roy also asked this question to the imperial businessman Darwin.

Although Darwin did not tell him explicitly the route from the Elf Continent to the Roland Continent, they had cooperated so many times that he probably knew something about the route.

The fleets of these imperial merchants rarely crossed the Endless Sea. They sailed north along the west coast of the Elven Continent. After reaching the border of the Frozen Sea, they sailed west along the edge of the floating ice area of ​​the Frozen Sea, first arriving at the Dwarf Kingdom, and then sailing west to the Star Sea Port in the Province of Sloyte...

The route that Miss Tiffany pointed to was usually a dangerous route that fearless slave traders would occasionally choose.

"If we can catch the monsoon blowing from the frozen sea and everything goes smoothly along the way, it will probably take about thirty months."

Roy smacked his lips. It would take at least five years to sail from Roland Continent to Elf Continent... It was really far!

All six three-masted sailing ships entered the waters outside the safe harbor.

By evening, the cave gate had opened seven meters, and the bottom of the gate had already left the sea surface.

Waves of surging fog continued to flow into the mountain through the cracks close to the sea surface.

Roy also came out of the cave gate in a small wooden boat. The sea outside was indeed the sea surrounded by mountains on three sides that he had explored before.

However, when the small wooden boat entered this sea area, Roy and his crew did not find this gate due to the heavy fog on the sea.

Now he came out from inside in a small wooden boat and could see clearly the location of the gate.

Six three-masted sailing ships were anchored on the sea not far away, and only some vague outlines could be seen.

As the wooden boat docked against the three-masted sailboat, Roy climbed up the grid ladder to the deck of the three-masted sailboat.

There were a lot of shackles piled up near the bow deck. Some half-elf guards were changing the ropes on the sails on the deck. Everyone was working in an orderly manner.

Some half-elf guards saw Roy boarding the ship and saluted him...

There were also some elven slaves on the deck. They were lining up in a long queue, waiting for the half-blood elven guards to remove the slave collars from their necks. They noticed the half-blood elven guards' unusual movements and turned their eyes to Roy...

Wendy was also among the elf slaves. Her slave collar had been removed long ago, and she was maintaining order on the deck at this time.

Seeing Roy boarding the ship, Wendy saluted him like the other half-elf guards.

These elf slaves seemed to have taken a bath and eaten something, and they were in good spirits.

Roy came to the front of the ship and saw two priests purifying the disease from the elf slaves in a cabin near the door on the first floor. He greeted them and went to the captain's room on the second floor.

Captain Rodhart immediately stood up from the sofa in the lounge area and saluted Roy.

"Why are you here?"

"Boss, I am now responsible for driving this new ship." Rodhart replied.

Roy asked him: "How many rescued elves are there on this ship?"

Rodhart answered without hesitation: "One thousand two hundred and seventy-five fellow elves."

"Why are there so many? Is there enough cabin?" Roy asked.

"If we squeeze in, we can still live here."

Captain Rodhart replied, wiping his nose.