Chapter 0790: The Power of the Explosion

The explosion occurred less than 100 meters from the Banshee Cister's Inquisition, near the core buildings such as the Temple of Power and the Government Hall. The streets around here have always been heavily guarded, and the soldiers patrolling day and night do not dare to come at all.

But no one noticed the large wooden boxes stacked on the side of the street. They were brought in by a carriage and were a little dilapidated in appearance, but they were neatly stacked, and they seemed to belong to some noble lord.

The sheriff on the street noticed the strange boxes and even questioned the coolies who carried them. But he didn't dare to move it, thinking that it was the belongings of a big person, and it would be considered loyal if he could report it for registration.

Outcome......

The explosion shook the entire Banshee Castle, with a loud bang followed by a huge tremor, as if the wrath of the gods descended on it. Buildings shook, furniture shifted, lights shook, and neatly placed objects fell to the ground. Countless people fell unsteadily on their feet, dazed and frightened.

Compared to the chaos caused by the previous disinformation, the damage caused by this explosion was significantly more severe.

For example, the courthouse was closest to the explosion point, and the exterior wall of the building tilted due to the ground shaking caused by the explosion, and part of the wall collapsed. The scales of justice and fairness in the spire of the Inquisition collapsed, and even the spire was broken.

The lord of Friedman is summoning the nobles of the city in the Hall of Power to discuss the issue of military spending, and asks the magnates of each family to contribute according to their position and wealth.

At the time of the explosion, the mural on the top of the main hall was shattered, like a wall skin in disrepair, and large pieces fell down. The crystal chandelier shook violently, and the candles on the chandelier broke, and smashed in the middle of the aristocrats.

No one knew what was going on, and everyone's first thought was to defend and dodge. The noise and vibration were so strong that many wizards among the nobles immediately opened the portal and fled. Those who can't escape are looking for cover.

Friedman thought it was an earthquake, so he first hid under the thick long table in the main hall, waited for the ground to stop shaking, and then rushed out of the hall. When he got outside, he saw the rising and tumbling smoke of the explosion two hundred meters away from him.

What the fuck is going on?

The explosion stopped, and the toxic smoke spread. Those who were not killed and poisoned on the spot were desperately fleeing. The power of on-site destruction is greater than a dragon's breath, completely beyond the limits of energy that can be controlled by an individual.

Adrian and the others hid more than 600 meters away, feeling that they must be fine at such a distance. In fact, they were afraid that they would not be able to kill the target if they were not powerful enough, so they placed two hundred kilograms of magic explosives on the side of the street that Bishop must have passed by.

Meowth is tasked with keeping an eye on the target and leaving the house to board the carriage, Old Banker predicts the approximate time of the target's passage, and Mondino summons the Skeleton Rat from the sewers and places a magic detonator with a timer on top of the boxes of explosives.

But the damage caused by the explosion scared these people enough, and they didn't have the heart to evaluate the damage effect, so they immediately fled in a panic. Because the violent explosion caused the magic net to shake, this big trouble must be topped by a tall person.

Waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, there was a large crater seven or eight meters deep and more than 30 meters in diameter at the explosion point.

The soil inside the pit is charred black, and pungent white smoke continues to emit. Many people did not die from the explosion, but because of inhaling a large amount of diffused white smoke, it caused nausea, chest tightness, vomiting, bleeding from the mouth and nose, red eyelids and other poisoning symptoms.

Because of the pressure generated by the explosion, a two- or three-meter slope of earth rose outside the crater with a diameter of 30 meters. The floating earth raised by the explosion crackled and fell on the surrounding area for more than 500 meters, and the buildings in this range suffered varying degrees of damage.

A quarter of an hour after the explosion, Friedman entered the blast area with more than half of the city's elite. They all thought that there was some terrible monster from the outside world in the city, and it was not uncommon for a god to appear.

But nothing was found, except for the terrifying explosion point and the surrounding bombed-out ruins. The detonation changed the original topography and turned a bustling street into ruins.

Friedman himself stood around the explosion point for a long time, unable to think of what had happened. He didn't even know the exact losses, and he was confused.

Until that night, all the prophetic wizards of the Banshee Castle teamed up to retrace the explosion and get a clue from the gods - the explosion was created by Victor. Hugo's men set it up in order to get rid of Bishop, who had committed war crimes in Foggy.

"The power of this explosion is enough to get rid of me, it's enough to get rid of the entire Buchi family, and it's enough to get rid of everyone here. The monster of the Black Forest is not just talking, he really wants to get rid of us all.

You're still concerned about me levying special war funds? You're still preventing me from recruiting more troops? Are you still unwilling to hand over your war materiel?

Are you planning to have your body trampled on by the enemy after you died, and took away all your money, women, and treasures? What are you waiting for? Fight to the death, we have no way out. ”

At night, in the ruined temple of power, hundreds of nobles of Banshee Castle sat in a messy position, listening to the Friedman lord raise his arms and shout an impassioned mobilization speech.

The explosion of the day stung the elite of the Banshee Castle deeply, and they truly felt the threat of death. At this time, it would be too stupid to worry about money and power, and survival is more important than anything else.

Victor. Hugo is playing for real, he is not verbal, he has enough action. A few more similar explosions, and without a fight, the Banshee Castle would be completely destroyed.

Expensive property and status will be wiped out.

Even the envoys of the cities of the Northlands were shocked. They sent magical messages to their ruling families about the devastating explosion in the Banshee Castle.

The explosion was like a vicious and merciless whiplash, and the magnates who smoked it were deeply frightened, and they woke up suddenly. This changed the original slackness and wait-and-see attitude of the Northland nobles, forcing them to really unite and fight with all their might.

There are only a handful of candles left on the chandelier in the Hall of Power. But in the dim light, the usually arrogant and arrogant magnates rarely became angry and generous, and they generously contributed money and people, and decided to cooperate with Victor. Hugo fought to the death.

The envoys of each city had been repeatedly arguing about the issue of sending troops and military expenses, but now they will not talk about it, and go back to transfer troops to prepare to fight the monsters of the Black Forest to the death. After all, the Banshee Castle is finished, and the other cities must be finished.

"Friedman. Lord Bouch, please hold out for a month. I'll return to Fort Clarion now, and in a month our reinforcements will definitely arrive. ”

The envoy of Fort Horn set an example, dropped a word, and left overnight. Envoys from other Northland cities have also promised to do their best to come to the aid in the shortest possible time.

The explosion even sparked a strong stir among the exiles in the Duchy of Os, and Viscount Tarlac and hundreds of nobles from the Dead Kingdom expressed their willingness to support the Buchi family and ensure that the Banshee Castle would never fall into the hands of the blasphemers.

After all, without the Banshee Castle, these departed people don't even have a place to stay.

While Friedman rallied people's hearts and power by selling miserably, Inisha stood quietly on the dirt slope next to the explosion point alone. She sneered in her heart, full of mockery.

"Ciric, aren't you talking? Don't come out and express your feelings? Don't you think the game is fun and you have to put more chips on the game? Where are the chips? What are you talking about? ”

Her Royal Highness the princess was suppressed by the evil gods, and it was rare to be happy for more than a year.

A black mist flowed inside and outside the explosion point, passing through the layers of soil. Its speed fluctuates fast and slow, as if it is looking for something, and it seems to be equally confused.

There was a cold anger from the black mist, and it cursed and shouted, "This is not right, this should not be, this is beyond the power of the ninth-level arcane, 'Midnight' will not tolerate the existence of such a rule-breaking force." She'll stop Victor. Hugo. ”

Inisha sneered again, "Oh......, how will the Goddess of Magic stop it? Do you also descend to earth like you? ”

The black mist swooped in front of Inisa, condensing into an emaciated white man. He stared into Inisa's eyes and scolded angrily, "That rotten bitch can do anything to maintain the magic net." ”