The explosion caused by the magic crystal was completely different from the explosives on Earth. Although the final result was a grand firework, the process was as different as heaven and earth. The latter was a violent chemical reaction, while the former was a kind of magic process.
Therefore, the explosion of the magic crystal did not require too much sealing, and did not pay attention to the specific container used. It did not even have any requirements for the "charge size". Instead, it required all the energy storage crystals to be placed within the highest efficiency range of the detonation array. It required the precision of the detonation array itself, the quality and compatibility of the magic conductive materials, and the total amount of magic stored in the crystals.
And when all these conditions were in place, its power would make any bomb user happy.
The entire cliff was shrouded in a dazzling white light. Within the range of the detonation circle, every crevice and hole that was filled with crystal particles began to produce violent magic explosions. The aberrations that were crowding together and beginning to climb the cliff fell into a brief moment of chaos due to the sudden disappearance of their target. Then, they were smashed down by the sudden arrival of the 'Art of Explosion' …
It was a pity that Heti, who had been pulled into the Shadow Realm by Amber, did not have the chance to see this spectacular scene.
The collapse of the cliff triggered a chain reaction. The unstable boulders on the mountain path also loosened in the violent tremors. Rocks and soil poured down like a rainstorm, and the flesh giants were buried by the collapsing rocks and soil. A considerable number of them were smashed to pieces on the spot, roaring and turning into steam elemental smoke.
But when the collapse was over, nearly half of the monsters were still alive. Some of them fell outside the collapsed area, and some were not smashed to death at all. Those particularly strong mutants flipped over the boulders and soil covering their bodies and staggered out of the ruins. The chaos magic released by their companions quickly repaired their broken limbs. In just a few breaths, the monsters with broken limbs had recovered seventy to eighty percent of their mobility.
Heti and Amber's breath had gone far away, but the surviving monsters recovered from the chaos and turned their heads to the north.
They "smelled" another breath. It was a little further away, but there was a large number of living people and active magic power.
The mutants had no such thing as morale. The smell of "prey" had stimulated them into a primitive and manic state of excitement. The giants of flesh and blood pushed and pushed forward, leaving behind their companions who had been smashed into minced meat and broken bones. Like hyenas who had smelled blood, they rushed towards the mountain path to the north.
Then, they stepped into the minefield that covered the mountains and plains.
The explosion and collapse in the Gloom Mountains were like thunder, and even the camp could hear it clearly. When the soldiers heard the loud noise, they could not help but feel a little restless, but then they were suppressed by the shouts of Byron and Knight Philip.
Gwen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the explosion. There was an explosion, which meant that at least the first step of the plan was successful.
With Amber there, Heti's safety should not be a problem, and hearing the continuous roar of the explosion, he was sure that the collapse of the rock wall was as he had planned. Then, the next step was to wait for the brainless monsters to be blown up one by one.
Ten minutes later, another explosion finally came from the mountains.
It was a completely different sound from the first explosion. It was fainter, but it was continuous, almost every few seconds. It was as if there were two mages in the mountain throwing fireballs at each other (Glancing sideways at Rebecca). The sound was getting closer and closer. At first, it came from deep in the mountain, but it soon reached the mountain pass.
Gwen could almost imagine the scene of the monsters burying their heads in the minefields. How pleasant would it be?
The soldiers listened to the sound that was completely different from the previous battles. They clenched their weapons and looked at each other. They knew that there was no one guarding the mountain, but the sound was frightening. There were hundreds of flesh giants passing through the winding and narrow mountain path, but it was not brave soldiers who stopped them, but a lot of exploding traps. Was this also a war?
The movement in the mountains, of course, had spread to the civilian residences. At first, the trembling civilians just hid in the back, but the continuous explosion made it difficult for them to suppress their curiosity. It did not sound like the sound of soldiers fighting to the death, but more like thunder. The rural people from remote places would never have the opportunity to see a high-grade magician in their lifetime, and of course, they had never heard the sound of great magicians throwing big fireballs and pyroblasts at each other. So, they could only imagine: even if there were dozens of magicians fighting outside, the sound would not be as loud as that.
Finally, some particularly bold and curious people came out of their tents and came to the south of the camp, looking in the direction of the Gloom Mountain Range. At this time, the explosion in the mountain range had finally spread to the mountain pass. Or rather, the reckless mutants had finally stepped on the mines and reached the mountain pass.
A cloud of smoke and fog rose at the foot of the mountain. In the black and red dust, the first flesh giant roared and rushed out. It was like a mythical messenger of disaster that came to the mortal world to punish the mortals. It waved its deformed arms and shouted blasphemous words. It broke through the minefields all over the mountains and rushed to the human camp in blood and fire. In the process of rushing, it used the force of the explosion to rise into the air and divided into more than 20 parts that fell evenly on the ground and were trampled into meat paste by its successors.
The soldiers guarding the camp watched as the first monster completed the entire process of roaring, charging fearlessly, exploding on the spot, spiraling up, demonic disintegration, and loving this land deeply in a few seconds. They had subconsciously tightened their grip on their swords and held their breaths, but they suddenly felt a little awkward.
Except for the soldiers who had helped Rebecca and Heti test the explosives, 99% of the civilians here knew for the first time that the wooden boxes they made and buried in the ground were so powerful.
But this was just the beginning.
A cloud of dust billowed out of the mountain pass. It was the rubble and dust rolled up by the repeated explosions on the mountain path. It was also mixed with the chaotic fog formed by the aberrations. And in the rolling cloud of dust, there were countless flesh giants that had been blown up.
Gawain soon realized that while it was cool to blow up people with landmines, it would seriously affect the operation experience if it was a group of boorish people being bombed. These mutants without much thinking ability were like a swarm of insects that had lost their leader. They only knew the direction of their prey, and when they lowered their heads, they rushed into the minefield one after another, and in the chain of explosions, they spun in various postures and landed in random numbers and directions. But even so, they were still fearless and continued to charge in one direction, and there were still new monsters coming out of the mountain pass.
Some of the monsters that had been blown apart were still tenaciously alive and crawling with their remaining limbs.
No, not only would this not boost the morale, but many people would also be stimulated by this horrible scene.
People who fell into fear would even ignore the fact that the number of monsters had been greatly reduced.
Gwen thought that he should do something, but just as he was about to take action, he suddenly heard Byron Knight laughing beside him.
The gray-haired, mercenary-turned-knight pointed at the deformed freaks that had been blown away, broken, and crawling on the ground. He laughed so hard that he was out of breath. "These … these things are so stupid and weak. Look at how they are still crawling on the ground after being blown up … Haha … Most of them were trampled into meat paste by their own people before they could even crawl on the ground! Back then … how could we have been frightened by such a thing?! Haha … "
Byron Knight's tone was full of contempt. He laughed and bumped Philip's shoulder with his shoulder. "Knight Philip, what do you think?"
Then he lowered his voice. "Damn it, it's so awkward for me to be alone."
Knight Philip stood up straight and looked at Byron with a straight face. "Knight should not laugh at the weak. They are in such a mess now only because we have the wisdom of our ancestors …"
The surrounding soldiers had been affected by Byron's words. At this time, when they heard Philip's righteous words, they resonated deeply. The little bit of commotion from before quickly disappeared. They looked at the monsters that were constantly rushing out and being blown up, and finally the fear gradually faded.
Some of them even wanted to laugh a little.
Gwen was a little stunned as he looked at the two Knight next to him. He suddenly felt that this territory was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. These two Knight were talents, especially that Philip, who usually looked so serious and decent, but who would have thought that he was a supporting actor …
Philip himself did not know all of this.
He had already clenched the Knight's sword and took half a step forward.
Based on his memory of the 'minefields', he judged that not all of the monsters would be destroyed in the explosion. At least a dozen of them would rush out, and now the real hand-to-hand combat … was very close.
Gwen made the same judgment. He raised the sword in his hand and shouted to the soldiers. "Let's celebrate after we destroy these monsters. Attention, everyone, raise your swords!"
A cold steel light rose up. Under the light of the giant sun, which was gradually beginning to set in the west, the armor and weapons of the soldiers floated a faint layer of brilliance.
The enchanted weapons and armor were particularly 'eye-catching' in the eyes of the mutants.
The first monster to rush out of the minefield staggered to the front of the formation. It waved its small remaining arm to the sky, and a chaotic roar came from its chest. Then it rushed over.
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