To be honest, Luo Ming's "Schönbrunn Mountain Cannon" can essentially be said to be a monkey version of the product, and its prototype was originally a lightweight artillery.

In order to get enough mobility, it is even possible to carry it on a mule...... On the basis of the already lightweight, the file has been weakened a lot, and various methods have been used to save weight as much as possible, and naturally, it has also reduced the power even more.

The cannonballs it uses are not too big, they are about the same as the size of an apple, and even an ordinary person can hold it up with a slap.

Since there is no technology to conquer the Blossom Bullet, you can only use Solid Iron Ball Bullet or Shotgun.

However, if we essentially remove the part of the shell that explodes and return to the solid shell, the principle is the same as that of the gun.

A bullet the thickness of a finger can make a bloody hole in a person's body, and a machine cannon shell with a diameter of two centimeters can break a person into two pieces with a single shot, so what about this solid iron ball larger than a human fist?

Although black powder is not comparable to the earth's modern gunpowder, there is a hundred-fold difference in the amount used, and the kinetic energy is far superior to that of ordinary cannons.

Almost instantly, the iron ball pierced the lair and flew away with a lot of unspeakable filth, and a small tree was discounted along the way.

Luo Ming called a man to retrieve the shells, and then stood in place, thinking about the scene just now.

A master like him can almost see the speed of the cannonball, but being able to see the cannonball clearly makes him even more awe-inspiring.

The moment the iron ball touched the nest, the nest became a dent, and then the flesh cracked inward, and the iron ball squeezed into the body.

Then, the iron ball lost some of its speed and shook twice as it moved forward inside the nest, so that it spread vigorously from the inside out, and the nest could be said to be flesh and blood, squeezed by the force from the inside out, and expanded.

It's like an implosion in magic, if the body is not strong enough, it will even explode directly through the middle.

Luo Ming had heard Master say before that a bullet would stir up a cavity in his body, but now it seems to be true.

Then, the iron ball flew out through the flesh from the other side - as if it had punctured a balloon, and the internal air flow spewed outward, quickly expanding the wound, and finally a large hole of more than half a meter appeared, and the flesh and blood that had been stirred by the iron ball also spewed out of this hole.

It's like popping a water balloon.

Luo Ming couldn't help but think in his heart, what would he do if he was hit by such a cannonball......

No...... It didn't take even a second for Luo Ming to understand that it was still impossible for him to resist the shells head-on.

Although in the past few months, he has relied on Cang Yan's strong digestion to digest several anchovies and those two nest seeds, so that the fighting spirit has increased by several percent.

But there is still a considerable distance from the ceiling of the Great Sword Master. As long as it is still confined to the scope of the sword master, then it can only dodge, at most trying to push away the heavy iron ball.

If you don't succeed, you'll be killed the moment you hit it head-on...... Maybe Cang Yan's healing skills can even save the broken limbs and broken arms and internal organ fragments that are shattered into the ground, but Luo Ming will never try it.

By the way, it's not so much about pulling away from the iron ball, but rather about borrowing power on the iron ball, and then pushing yourself away from the balliss.

Of course, if you wait seven or eight hundred meters away, the kinetic energy is attenuated so badly that even a shell with a speed of less than one-third of the muzzle velocity can be blocked...... But it's so far away, the hit rate is like a blind man shooting, and only when you can be hit can you have a ghost.

"By the way, what would happen if I used the Heavenly Sword?"

Luo Ming suddenly had such a wonderful idea.

Now, the gem on the sword soul has completely reached crimson, which is another power in Luo Ming's hand that may hurt the enemy of the Great Sword Master level in addition to the artillery.

"Don't think nonsense!" Aya snorted unceremoniously in his mind, "Today's Heavenly Power Sword can indeed hurt the Great Sword Master with a single blow, or shatter a flying cannonball.

But such an attack can only be unleashed once, and then the power will be almost exhausted, and it will take some time to recover.

Such a blow is used to save your life, not for you to squander it casually!"

Although it was a reprimand, it didn't look angry when I heard the tone - probably because the two joked with each other too many times.

And both sides know very well that the other party is a reasonable person and will not really do something stupid because of a little joke.

Luo Ming immediately dispelled the unrealistic idea. Anyway, now he is the only one in the world who has artillery, so he doesn't have to worry about becoming a target for the time being.

Then turn your gaze back to the half-mature nest, which had become extremely miserable, a large hole that could be drilled through, and dimly colored blood kept pouring out.

That's pretty much enough, and if this continues, the soldiers may not be able to eat dinner.

Thinking like this, Luo Ming took three steps forward, and a ball of Cangyan in his hand spun.

When the will of His Highness the Black Sun descended on him, he used a mysterious move...... Luo Ming can probably remember less than one thousandth of it now, but there is still one thing that he firmly remembers in his heart, and that is spinning!

Cangyan was almost indestructible, although it had no weight, it was as sharp as a blade, so when it rotated, it would be like a circular saw, or a grinding disc, grinding the enemy alive.

This cloud of Cangyan flew directly into the nest from the wound of the cannonball, and then began to spin as it devoured flesh and blood, turning it into more power to further strengthen Cangyan.

For the freshly dead corpse, the cangyan can burn almost unhindered, like a fire falling on gasoline, but for the enemy who still has life and can resist, the cangyan is just a powerful flame, similar to the effect of an incendiary bomb, if that enemy still has enough strength left, it can resist the cangyan, or even disperse it.

Today, however, the lair is somewhere in between - alive but so traumatized that it has little to resist.

As a result, Cangyan grew stronger little by little.

It was still trembling at first, but finally even the trembling stopped completely—at that moment, the flames of Cangyan were in full bloom.

Then, including the above-ground and underground parts, the prototype of the nest, which was the size of a car, was burned to the ground.

In the faint light, ashes scattered in all directions.