The steel pipe, which was spinning wildly at a speed of more than 10,000 revolutions, did not break, but was actually re-stabilized in a relatively static posture to the naked eye, and after losing the blessing of Lear's magical power, it seemed to have its own spirituality.

In his perception, the drill was back in its original orbit and was spinning a little ahead of its curve - at a faster speed than he had manually controlled, the remaining twenty-two centimeters were almost on its own in a matter of seconds.

With a "ding", the very front end of the brittle steel pipe gently hit the iron frame where the drill bit was held, and it stopped.

"It's done?" Jeremy was a little incredulous, Lear had a look of despair after defeat, but the steel rod, no, what was now a steel pipe hadn't broke, so he wasn't quite sure what had happened.

"I don't know yet. ”

Lear stepped forward and gently picked up the hollow steel tube, the barrel was the most important part of a firearm because it didn't tolerate half a flaw, although it successfully drilled through the center, it didn't mean absolute success, if his magic imbalance just now caused any distortion inside, it was still a failure.

Fortunately, when he used his mental power to search the inner wall of the steel pipe several times, he did not find any signs of damage except for some black iron filings, which means that the barrel has been successful on the rough blank.

However, this is only the first step.

After being reminded of the rifling carved during Jeremy's last cannon making, under Lear's guidance, Blue and the dwarven craftsmen finally built the reamer after several days and nights.

It is of course child's play to melt the barrel with magic and then pull out the rifling, but the four right-handed rifling wires also need to be operated by hand, and there is no room for sloppiness, among which the yin and yang lines need to use different reamers, but fortunately he has been prepared.

"Whew..."After half a day, Lear shook his arm, which was already a little numb, and then stared at the inside of the steel pipe against the flames for a long time, and finally exhaled a long-held turbid breath.

"My lord, this is ...... Muskets?" Jeremy asked cautiously.

Although he had already guessed the clue when Lear took out his reamer and began to refine the reaming, the barrel was unlike any other firearm they had ever made.

Before the birth of this barrel, all their muskets were fused in molds, and an iron rod was condensed with molten iron, then drilled and then pulled out several straight lines with a reamer, and the hardness, length and precision of the material were far inferior to the one in Lear's hand, and there was almost no precision operation.

Not to mention magic, because of the properties of the material, this craft can be operated by even the most ordinary dwarven craftsman.

But even so, the musket was revered as an artifact by the dwarves because of its whimsical ideas, but in Lear's eyes, those things were not much more advanced than children's toys.

"Remove the word fire, this is the real gun, the weapon of killing. ”

Lear smiled and handed Jeremy the prototype of the barrel in his hand, after half a month of countless failures, he finally got such a result, although the scope protector shot the external magazine and ammunition were all problems, but this most important step was finally completed.

Yes, the Type 88 sniper rifle has an effective range of 800 meters, and can penetrate a three-millimeter-thick A3 steel plate even at a distance of 1,000 meters, although the 5.8 mm ammunition is far behind the 7.62 mm Type 85 in long-range penetration, but the lethal accuracy at medium and long distances is Lear's favorite.

With this barrel in his hand, he finally regained the taste of blood in the reconnaissance unit in his previous life.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?" Jeremy asked cautiously holding the barrel, after half a month of failure, he naturally knew the great value of this barrel.

Although it is not yet known what kind of power it has, this does not prevent Jeremy from considering it the most important treasure in his heart.

"Now, of course, go back to sleep. ”

Lear laughed, there was no work after that that did not require a huge amount of mental energy, and with his current state, it was obvious that he could not be forced anymore, fortunately, the barrel of the gun had been completed, which was the most important wish, and a heavy feeling of exhaustion immediately swept through his mind after he relaxed.

Even if it seems that mass production is absolutely impossible in this situation, after all, even the success of this barrel is a great fluke, and it is indeed a bit whimsical to require manpower to achieve the accuracy of mechanical marking, but this does not hinder Lear's good mood now.

Isn't the reason why the killing weapon is terrifying because of its rarity, if the mages on the street throw out one at random, it will be a forbidden spell. Then his existence would be meaningless.

It doesn't matter if you only have one, the next time you meet Gru, you must let him feel the power of what is called a modern weapon.

He thought to himself, and walked contentedly towards the town hall.

"Coming back?"

Lear had just returned to his lodgings when he saw Adela reclining in his doorway, a black crystal ball floating up and down in her hand.

"Where did it come from?"

A trace of necromantic magic kept wafting out of that crystal ball, and with Lear's current magic, you don't even need to deliberately feel it, like someone suddenly threw a soaked dead pig in front of you in broad daylight, and that thick rotten aura can't even be ignored even if you want to.

"Remember when I told you about the fleet that sent the Countess to Misty Isles? After arresting that Timbus, I told Landrig to sink them as soon as possible, but as soon as they saw the shadow of the Hades, they chose to disperse and retreat, Landrig pursued for seven days and sank nine of them, but six of them ran away, and then he found it on the enemy's ship. ”

Adela said this with a grim face, apparently understanding what it meant.

"I didn't expect that Sandru had already penetrated the other two territories so deeply, but it didn't make a difference, didn't we plan to take the initiative with those two leaders. ”

Lear gently took the crystal ball from Adela's hand, then pushed the door open and walked inside.

"This is not in line with our previous assumptions, but if it is only two human lords, of course we can boldly intervene in the name of the Earl of Parrington, but the current situation is likely to evolve into a direct conflict with that person, have you really thought about it?"

"You know, I didn't intend to make peace with him from the beginning. ”

Lear smiled and poured Adela a cup of coffee, then began to sit there fiddling with the crystal ball.

Although his mental power was severely depleted, it was obviously not too difficult to detect at this level.

"I know. Adela carefully took a sip of the liquid from the glass, a drink she loved from the Earldom of Parrington.

Because of the small amount, almost all of the tribute was sent to her by Lear, and the little that was left was to make it easier for her to drink when she came over occasionally.

"I'm just a little bit uneasy. She said with a frown.

"I'm fine. Lear stroked her hair gently. "It doesn't matter if the conflict will break out sooner or later, not to mention that the war has already started from the moment I set foot on the Antaglisi continent again. ”

The fact that Sandru had sent Gru to assassinate him was no secret to the top of Spartacus, and Adela finally nodded after hearing Lear say this.

"So, just let it go and don't need to worry about it, compared to this, do you want to meet our old friends?"

Lear sat down in his chair again, but when he picked up the crystal ball again, his hands began to emit the same aura of death as the orb.

This is Spartacus, and the blessing of the dragon statue gives him the ability to cast all spells, including necromancy, of course, but he would not have been able to communicate over such a distance if it weren't for the fact that Sandru had left a communication node in the crystal ball.

"What?" Adela raised her face from her coffee cup, as if she didn't understand for a moment.

"Let's see you, speaking of which, the fact that we have come to this point is the result of his mercy at the beginning, I hope we will not let him down now. ”

Lear smiled, and then a black cloud of death left his palm and began to collide and tumble on the surface of the crystal ball......

"See you again..."

After a while, a familiar but very unfamiliar image appeared on the crystal ball.

......