"I think I wrote a wrong coordinate?" The White Dove creature was resting when he saw a piece of paper on the ground, and the coordinates of the paper were written on it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"However, it's just a wrong coordinate, and it's not in the way!"

"Anyway, these teleportation beams will appear randomly within the range of the Mountain Giant Country, and they won't appear in other countries, let alone cause a larger-scale war!"

Thinking of this, the peace-loving white pigeon creature lay on the table, pulled a feather of its own, and quickly wrote a report:

"On the Prospect of the Practicality of the Random Teleportation Beam Shock Wave and the Relationship Between Terrorist Activities and Wars That May Result!"

Just when the white pigeon clan creatures were worried about writing the report:

The teleportation circle in front of him released a shockwave of teleportation beams.

This teleportation beam shockwave appeared in the territory of the next country in the mountain giant country, destroying a small city in an instant, obliterating tens of thousands of living beings.

Subsequently, the country was outraged!

Magical messages were like lightning bolts, flying wildly over the country.

Eventually, a large number of demonic messages were instilled into the teleportation circle test teams like torrents.

The members of these squads were all boiling over when they saw that the Empire had approved them to build more teleportation circles and conduct more irregular and disorderly experiments.

They excitedly chanted an epic in praise of magic, hummed a small tune, teased Little Fresh Meat and Little Lori, entered the coordinates provided by the Empire, and then continued the experiment.

The empire that was bombarded by the first teleportation beam shockwave, because it was impossible to deduce which empire was dealing with them, so they ordered all the teleportation beam shockwaves to be released wildly, attacking dozens of rival empires at the same time.

"Since I don't know that the empire did it, then, just bomb them all!"

"Anyway, this disordered, random teleportation beam shockwave will erase all traces of space, and no empire will know that we did it!"

Dozens of nations descended into a frenzy because, at the same time, their imperial capitals were attacked by teleportation beam blasters.

Even the country that took the initiative to release the teleportation beam shockwave, in order to escape suspicion, also sent a random teleportation beam shockwave to its imperial capital.

Boom! Boom!

Transmission beam shockwaves exploded over these empires, and the magic circle imprinted in the imperial capital revived and operated on its own, resisting the power of the shockwave.

However, on the plains of the earth outside the imperial capital, many royal relatives, many noble and grand dukes' manors and even the places where the golden house is hidden are not protected by the magic circle.

So, everything there was completely destroyed by a blaster!

A young man rushed to the palace with a handful of snot and tears, and the queen sister who hugged him cried: "Sister, my manor is gone, and all the underwear I have collected you has been destroyed!"

"Sister, I'm so sad!"

The queen was furious, and she hugged and comforted her younger brother lovingly: "I let the emperor take revenge on those bad people!

The angry queen found the emperor and cried in the emperor's ear: "My brother's manor was destroyed by people from other empires today, then, tomorrow they may destroy my manor!

The emperor was secretly happy at first, especially when he heard that the queen's manor might be destroyed, and that the hundreds of thousands of beautiful men hidden inside might be killed by the shockwave.

However, when he heard that his manor house was also likely to be destroyed, he became angry:

"Lao Tzu finally found a secret place to build a manor to house the beauty, if the equipment is destroyed, where does Lao Tzu's beauty live?"

Thinking of this, the emperor was furious:

"Retaliation...... They must be avenged!"

"It must be that dog mongrel empire that calculates us, sends the order down, and asks the mage legion to build more teleportation circles, and then, release more teleportation beam shockwaves against this empire!"

"I'm going to let this dog mongrel's empire come to an end, I'm going to let them die without a place to bury!"

"If they destroy one of our estates, we will destroy one of their cities!"

The order for revenge was given, and the military headquarters was struggling logistically, however, the mage corps was extremely excited.

They wielded their staffs, used slave contracts to control a large number of slaves, and then instilled in them the knowledge of how to manipulate various magical machines, allowing them to use them to create more teleportation circles!

Subsequently, they began unbridled experiments:

"Quick, the ultra-distance detection circle is activated!"

"Energy Infusion!"

"Come and tow a hundred super-distance strike magic mechas!"

"Is there a space mage? The space mage releases the space anchor to locate it!"

"Release!"

"Rub, there is no fixed point explosion, the cheap coordinate location is more than a hundred miles!"

"Okay, everyone's hard work, we have developed from a distance of millions of miles to a distance of 100 miles now, which is already a great progress!"

"Everyone, work harder and strive to complete a thousand releases today....... Strive to complete the transmission of shockwave fixed-point blasting as soon as possible...... When the time comes, we will go down in history!"

Boom! Boom!

Seven or eight teleportation beam shockwaves roared and landed around this mage team, instantly destroying most of the mages who had little protection.

There are the remaining mages who survived, they collected information and various materials, gritted their teeth, and continued to sketch the teleportation circle, threatening revenge!

Sting!

The peace-loving creatures of the White Dove tribe tore apart the report he had just written, and the broken report was scattered across the land ravaged by the shock wave.

He took out another roll of magic paper, and then, using his quill pen to dip it in the blood of the same kind that had just been killed by the shockwave, lay on his corpse, trembling, and rewrote a research report:

"The dangers of the misuse of the teleportation beam blaster, and some suggestions for dealing with it!"

After writing the title, he felt a little bad, so he cut it with a silver knife, and then rewrote the title in more ornate and complicated primeval magic characters:

"If this research report is sent out, then I will definitely be on the cover of this year's Magical Forbidden Book Magazine and become the cover character!"

Thinking of this, he wrote more seriously!

Even the shockwaves of the teleportation beam flashed in the sky from time to time, but they could not affect his writing.

Whenever he writes something difficult, he wants to experiment again and look for data to back it up.

To this end, he collected some refugees, asked them to serve as slaves of the mage, and then made a teleportation circle and experimented independently.

The shockwaves of the teleportation circle were released again and again, and his data became more and more perfect.

When he finally perfected the results and wrote the research report, he sent it out through a magic pigeon.

Soon, the Forbidden Books Magazine wrote back to him, informing him that the report had been included and would appear in the next issue.

However, he didn't make the cover character!

"I must be the cover character, only then can I be qualified to persuade countries to stop the war!"

Looking at the ruins and corpses around them, the peace-loving creatures of the White Dove Clan once again wrote a new research report with a quill stained with blood:

At the same time, he asked the slaves to continue to make teleportation circles and conduct even more strange and crazy research, just to make big discoveries and thus become cover characters!

God commanded

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