It was drizzling on the shore of Gemini Bay in the Kingdom of Dawn.
Agatha did not know whether it was a coincidence or a result of the test explosion.
The violent explosion set off a magnificent water column on the surface of the sea, which could be seen from 15 kilometers away. Different from the grayish-blue background, the rising water column was pure white, as if it did not belong to the sea. The water column rose slowly as if it had become weightless. The whole process lasted for dozens of seconds, which was beyond the common sense of most onlookers.
In the end, it turned into raindrops and returned to the sea, replaced by a twisted white mist, which was larger and higher than the water column. Until now, the strange smoke cloud could still be seen.
As for the sailboats that had gathered around the test explosion site, they were long gone.
It was at this moment that the rain started.
It had always been her regret that she could not participate in the first test explosion on the snow mountain. Now, she could finally make up for it.
Agatha could not help but think of the conversation between His Majesty and Phyllis after the artillery demonstration in Neverwinter two years ago.
The exothermic reaction between chemical materials was just the lowest level of explosion.
His goal was to recreate the glory of the sun.
Putting aside the nonsense about "radiant radiation", His Majesty was generally quite reliable.
What surprised her was that there was no applause from the audience this time.
The invited nobles sat in their chairs in a daze, as if they had forgotten to whisper to each other. Many of them had complicated expressions, and even a hint of fear flashed in their eyes. As the representative of Graycastle, Agatha had prepared a long speech according to Roland's instructions, but after seeing this scene, she immediately stood up and left the audience.
She could completely guess what these people were thinking.
Sometimes, silence could explain everything.
In any case, His Majesty had fulfilled his promise. The attending nobles of the Kingdom of Dawn had witnessed the ability of human beings with their own eyes.
The following data collection was naturally handled by the Ministry of Industry.
In less than half an hour, the preliminary conclusion was sent to her: the test explosion had achieved the desired effect.
Agatha tied the note that read "Everything goes well" to the flying messenger and threw it into the sky.
The messenger spread its wings and quickly disappeared into the western horizon.
I hope the air raids on the other side are going well, she thought.
…
In the castle of the City of Glow, the General Staff Department was sorting out the latest intelligence brought by the air raid.
The outcome of the attack was extremely ideal. The demons probably did not expect the humans to launch a new attack so quickly after their defeat at the Impassable Mountain Range. Coupled with the Air Knight's innate agility, the demons only reacted when the aircrafts approached the Deity of Gods.
This meant that the demons had the ability to make the land within a radius of dozens of kilometers fly, but they did not have the ability to completely monitor the area. This not only gave the First Army an idea, but also gave the "Seagull" the opportunity to record the positions of all the Devilbeasts. Unlike biplanes, the Devilbeasts did not need a flat, open space to take off and land. But for now, they were still being bred together and would be under unified command during wartime. Therefore, the large Blackstone Pagoda where the Devilbeasts resided was undoubtedly a worthy target.
The magic barrier above the Mist Lake was the most crucial piece of information.
Not only did the Air Knight discover its existence, he even confirmed through continuous bombardments that it could be weakened. Although the principle was unclear, the characteristic was similar to the barrier that the Senior Demons usually possessed, just that the range was much larger.
If they could establish a connection between the two, the General Staff Department would be able to calculate the amount of firepower needed to break through the barrier.
Compared to the above information, the loss of four "Fire of Heaven" aircrafts was considered a small price to pay.
"Manfeld Castein …" Roland put down the battle report and sighed. "He is indeed worthy of a commendation."
It was not difficult to be determined.
What was difficult was to be determined and have the ability to carry it out.
Breaking into the sky above the demon city, relying on his own understanding to complete the dive and drop the bombs, and finally leading his teammates to escape safely, this talent could only be described as outstanding.
"I will pass on the commendation to him." Tilly shrugged and whispered, "But I have never seen him …"
"What?"
"No, it's nothing. I still have things to do, so I will take my leave first. "Tilly turned and walked out of the room.
Roland heard Nightingale chuckle behind him.
"Uh … Did you hear what she said?"
"No." Nightingale pursed her lips. "But I can basically guess."
"Oh? Tell me about it? "
She gestured five fingers.
"So many?" Roland was surprised.
"Who asked her to be the Princess Royal Highness? This is already a discount."
"Alright, deal."
Nightingale licked her lips happily. "That Air Knight's talent is indeed not bad, but you have praised him too much. Among all the Air Knights, isn't it obvious who is the most talented? You seem to take things that can be done for granted, but it is not the case for the person involved. " At this point, she paused slightly. "After all, this is not something we can choose, right?"
…
Indeed, ability is also a kind of talent …
Roland sat by the window of the Rose Café, looking out into the bustling streets in a daze.
Although the starting point was high, to fully unleash it required a large amount of hard work. He had indeed neglected this point recently.
"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?"
Roland retracted his gaze and saw Valkries sitting opposite him with two cups of coffee.
"Of course I'm thinking about how to quickly reach the Bottomless Land." He temporarily cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and roughly described the process of the air raid on the Deity of Gods. "Is this magic barrier that can cover a large area related to the abilities of the Senior Demons? Is it also a recently developed technology? "
"If I were you, I wouldn't use the term 'demon.'" Valkries replied unhappily. "My race's specific abilities depend on the type of magic stone. The shield magic stone was chosen because of its good compatibility and high practicality. It is not a necessary ability. For example, I did not fuse with such a magic stone. In addition, no matter what, the magic stone's range cannot cover the entire Birth Tower. It should be another result of Mask's research. "
"What's that?"
Valkries drank a mouthful of coffee. "Using the core instrument to simulate the cyclone structure of the magic stone, to achieve a large increase in the effects. This idea has been around for a long time, but there are many practical obstacles. I never expected it to succeed. "
This also meant that the barrier that appeared on the Deity of Gods was essentially the same as their abilities. Roland silently noted this point down. At the very least, it proved that the idea proposed by the General Staff was feasible.
"The one who developed the Symbiotic Demons was also Mask?"
"That's right. In a certain sense, he is very similar to the Transformer Heathtalese. He has never used a single magic stone for combat." Valkries nodded. "Considering that the Symbiotic Demons aren't ideal in dealing with the Sky-sea Realm, it is logical for the King to send him."
After the two chatted about the current situation, Nightmare Lord stood up and bade farewell.
When he sent him to the door, Roland suddenly said, "Thank you."
The latter stopped in surprise.
"Hackzord did not appear in the two recent battles — he probably believed the contents of the letter. If he had been present, the First Army's losses would have been much higher. At least on this point, I should be thanking you. "
"Don't forget, I'm not helping you, but my race." Valkries turned back. "If you can keep your promise, it will be the best reward. Other than that, I don't need any gratitude."
Then, he quickly disappeared into the crowd.
When Roland returned to the coffee shop, his cell phone suddenly rang.
It was an express delivery text message.
This made Roland feel a little strange — he clearly hadn't bought anything online recently.
Even so, he returned to the apartment and rummaged through the box for the package that was sent to him.
The package was about half an arm's length and was almost weightless in his hands. It did not match the size of the cardboard box at all.
Roland checked the seal and after confirming that it was indeed sent to him, he opened the package in his bedroom.
The moment he opened the box, he was stunned.
Inside was a solidified astrolabe.
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