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The second cannon fired, and the thunderous roar came again, echoing in the deep canyon for a long time, and Taring Christine was keen to examine the power of the solid iron ball cannonball, while Aldrich noticed that the base of the rock turret had sunk slightly, and the subtle zigzag crack had two more bifurcations due to the strong recoil.

He reached out and stroked the barrel of the cannon, feeling the cold touch, and at the same time, Triss added a little worry to his heart, because the small lead cut out of the Mithril needle was blown up by the fire pill bag made of two flame powders, and there were a few slight cracks at the edges, and the opening that was obviously hastily designed to deal with the problem quickly became another problem.

Christine flew back again, shouting for another shot, Aldrich did not refuse, but after loading the medicine bag and the solid iron ball cannonball, and placing a magic salute in the fuse, he immediately dodged far away.

Master Tris's caution overwhelmed Taling, but Christine's emotional module does not contain opinionated emotions, and even if there is, it will be quickly deleted, keeping a calm and rational chain of thought at all times.

It was a bit far away from the Mage Tower, and the elf incarnated by the tower spirit could not grid scan the barrel, so she simply used experience and intuition to calculate. Considering that the newly made barrel had too many flaws and regrets, and that it was likely that it would not be able to withstand the rapid burning power of a base of detonation powder and explode the chamber if it continued to experiment, Christine immediately suggested to Master Triss to reduce the amount of the fire pack.

Aldrich was silent for a moment, then shook his head meaningfully in refusal, this barrel must be useless, but before it can complete its mission, it is better to squeeze it out to the limit.

"Before the alloy steel for the barrel was smelted, the barrel made of cast iron had to thicken the wall, which brought the problem of increasing costs. It seems that while following Christine's Arcane Fire Smelting Furnace process, I have to add some of my ideas, such as the copper-tired iron core cannon, which should be the most suitable barrel for me at the moment, which is within the range of the scavenger's ability, and can barely eat underground in terms of financial resources. ”

The cautious Taling experimented with the third gun, and good luck always favored them, and they succeeded again, but the front end of the barrel mouth showed obvious cracking marks, and it was estimated that a few more rounds might blow up a flower of steel.

Christine turned and flew to Master Tris, just as she opened her mouth to ask for guidance, she received an order to continue, she immediately understood what was going on, put aside superfluous emotions, and fulfilled the reasonable request of the successor of the Mage Tower at a glance.

In the fourth and fifth rounds, the awkward state of the cast iron cannon barrel could not even stand the tower, not only the outer ring iron hoop was shaken open and loose, but even the lead opening with the thickness of a sewing needle could now be easily extended into a finger.

Finally, when it came to the sixth test, Aldrich's inner uneasiness after completing the loading work rose to the limit, so he not only avoided it from afar, but also kindly instructed Christine to be careful to dodge, especially the magic flower used as a fuse, and deliberately made her slightly longer.

The body of the tower spirit is in the mage tower, and the incarnation of the elf is not afraid of exploding at all, but she is very grateful for Master Tris's kindness, so she does not have any explanation, and nods lightly to show that she understands.

"Hiss ......" The sparks of the magic flower burned in all directions, and when the flames descended to the fire medicine bag made of explosive powder, the solid burned rapidly to produce a large amount of gas and heat, which was supposed to vent to the front end of the only exit barrel, but after five rounds of test firing, the pipe wall of the not very good material was suddenly forcibly stretched open by the force of this mountain splitting stone.

The blasting powder tore the barrel into large and small fragments, scattered far and near around the base of the fort, smashing out large and small pits, many of which were axe-like fragments, and even cut deep ravines into the rocky ground.

Luckily Aldrich Triss had always been on his side, and perhaps he had dodged far enough away that not a single fragment of the barrel could hurt the Fourth Knight.

When the dust had settled, and he was sure that there would be no such nonsense as a martyrdom, Aldrich got up, patted the dust off his body, and walked with Christine's elf avatar to the base of the rock battery.

The thing made of mud and stone that blends with the ground is also miserable to witness at this time, but fortunately, it and the gun barrel have completed their respective missions, and there should be no regrets left.

Aldrich inspected the scene intently, and Taling didn't want to disturb Master Tris, so he ordered the undead servants who had recently taken over to come to the vicinity of the range and collect all the fragments of the barrels.

After all, the Mage Tower is not rich now, and it is not as rich as the old days, which has a large reserve of materials that can be squandered at will, and in the eyes of Christine, who is greedy for money, snobbery, thrift, and other words, even a piece of cotton wool has its use.

The smelting and casting of the new barrel was on the agenda, and Aldrich, determined to build a copper-tired core cannon, insisted on his opinion, and before there was a better way, Taling decided to support the successor's risky move, which may not have no chance of success.

The relevant test data is in hand, and the opportunity to enter the military industry that Tris is looking forward to is in front of him, as long as he is the first to reach out, he can grab it and pick it up.

However, in order to make an unforgettable impression on Baron Federi and others, he had to improve the formula of the detonation powder, first by adding impurities to make it slightly less powerful, and secondly, by borrowing from the unusually brilliant fireworks of his previous life, and adding various metal powders to the fire pill pack.

He wanted the scavengers to produce not only artillery, but also large quantities of fireworks, unique fireworks with a gorgeous artistic atmosphere, which could make people impress at a glance.

Of course, in order to fool the alchemists who are bound to appear, the solid iron ball can be replaced with a flowering bullet that explodes when hit by a strong impact, filled with fragments contaminated with negative energy, and the barrel itself must be engraved with an alchemical array related to the wind in order to increase the range.

These processes could not be hidden, and when he told Taling, who operated the furnace, his idea, Christine accepted Master Tris's idea in its entirety, adding some of her ideas or designs after only three breaths.

"Stuff some ruby powder full of fire elements into the inside of the flowering bomb in advance, it will add a powerful fire attack to the scattered iron pieces at the moment of impact, and the scarecrow at the shooting range can sweep away the burning embers with a single blow, and as for the Harold warriors of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea, mortals who claim to be children of frost and flame, will taste the benefits of elemental wounds. ”

Christine has been in contact with Master Triss for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will be contaminated with his unique personal style, which is a process of mutual influence, Taling unknowingly falls into it, and Aldrich does not realize it in the slightest, his mind is concerned about the copper core barrel that is about to be baked.

The source of the spell was once again borrowed and extracted to sustain the arcane fire of the triple ring, and Triss was accustomed to judging the wisdom of this old-time arcanist who was still functioning, "equivalent to a plasma furnace." ”

Immediately, Aldrich remembered the thunder hammer he collected on the desert island in the North Sea, put it in red socks and came to the green cypress tree on the festival island in the secret realm of the lake, he felt that he had done it in vain, and he had not gained much, otherwise he would have been able to do more miraculous things with Thor's hammer.

After casting the cannon barrel successfully, while waiting for it to cool down naturally, Tris and Taling Christine made a fire elemental flowering bomb, an air elemental lightning bullet, a water elemental ice pick bomb, and a hundred base rainbow fireworks fire pill packs, the former to win over the alchemist in charge of the acceptance inspection, and the latter to curry favor with or fool the big man in charge of appropriation, and try to get the scavenger to get the order.

Put everything into the space bag, and the time to leave has come, but Christine tried her best to keep it, coupled with the hard work of the past few days, she was indeed a little tired, not only the fatigue accumulated on a daily basis, but also the psychological aspect seemed to have some effects, especially the slight ups and downs of the source of faith, obviously in the secret world of the lake, the negative impact of turning to the undead knight.

Aldrich didn't want to start this as another fallen knight who indulged in desire and entered the dark realm, but the undead version of the industrial revolution had just begun, and he didn't want to give up immediately, so he was caught in some kind of dilemma.

Slept quietly in a daze, without listening to the unnamed call to come to the secret holiday island in the lake again, glanced at the thunder hammer hanging on the cypress tree, and took the initiative to walk into the world tree of All Souls' Day.

Descending on the ruins of the castle again, the undead knight's outfit automatically returned, and the blue bar mana attached to the wizard profession was originally empty, but due to the free negative energy located in the main field and everywhere, it slowly returned to full at a speed visible to the eye.

Just as he was about to push open the gate, he was about to order the three thousand undead minions who had swept through the swamp to drain the excess water and fill in the black swamp in the hope of establishing a workshop.

A pumpkin head dressed in a dinner dress, holding a scythe of the embodiment of death, and eyes blazing with flames, came to his side, and stretched out his right index finger to Aldrich, which was entwined with twelve golden runes, a contract without loopholes and flaws, apparently the wish of Tris when he left last time, which was heard by Pumpkin Jack, the owner of All Souls' Day, and now came to fulfill the contract.

Aldrich carefully examined it, and without hesitation, he stretched out his left index finger, and the golden rune threads were entwined and intertwined, and the immortal gods and the transcendent knights made a pact in this land of reality and illusion.

"Boom!"

The surrounding scenery disappeared in an instant, and Pumpkin Jack quietly disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then an obsidian seat slowly rose under Tris's feet, and he sat on it in silence, and waited until his state was back to 10 percent, and something more amazing happened.

Aldrich reverted to his white state when he entered the secret realm of the lake, but the obsidian seat was left with an empty shell of the looming undead knight, and he immediately checked the system and found that everything was normal, except for the special ability of the avatar in the skill bar.

After a little bit, before he could see the system explanation, Tris's life experience and memories were copied and backed up, integrated into the empty shell of the undead knight, and then it gradually enriched little by little, becoming Aldrich's real doppelganger, and possessing the ability to command all the undead minions.

"This kind of ability should only be done by gods, or a slightly inferior demigod, when did I surpass the heroes of epic legends...... By the way, hero! Now I'm the only hero of the undead clan, no wonder I have such a generous treatment. ”

In the world of All Souls' Day, even Pumpkin Jack helps make a clone that takes time, and it doesn't take long for Tris to leave.

The next day, Aldrich got up very early, stayed with the reluctant Taring Christine, had a hearty breakfast with her, rested for a while, left the mage tower, called the dark horse Hayek, took the artillery and ammunition in the red sock space bag, and left the cold mountain in a hurry, deliberately turning a corner halfway, pretending to come down from the hometown of the lonely mountain.

Hayek was very fast, and even on rough mountain roads, he managed to walk very gently, like a merry-go-round in a playground, with only slight ups and downs, but he didn't have to worry about falling and hurting his horse.

Aldridge had not yet arrived in Eastwood City, and Baron Federi and others, who were very clear about his whereabouts and intentions, had already received the news in advance, and there were many people who were curious about the Triss family's hobby of collecting classics or family traditions, and they were waiting for the Fourth Knight to surprise them.

The war situation in the northern seas is gaining the upper hand in favor of the three northern sea countries, and if the balance of victory is not tilted by the forced entry of the allied forces of the northern states, then the Western Turkish Customs Union will have to suffer a great loss.

In particular, the three countries of the North Sea came up with new weapons that pressed the box, and gradually equipped them with each warship, dealing a considerable blow to those who tried to collect taxes with swords, whether they were pirates fishing in troubled waters or mercenaries from the city-states of the Western Earth.

However, in order to repay the issuance of extremely lucrative war bonds, all the bad news and information from the front line were covered up by the upper and lower authorities.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]