In the White Wolf City, in the rest room of the demonic beasts, the priest of the Tapara, the beast god of the White Wolf Clan, Sangji, and her maid Sekula looked at a curtain and asked softly:

"Off the tapala? Are you awake? ”

However, Sanji still did not receive an answer, and could only hear an even wheezing sound within the drapery.

When the curtain was quietly removed, a ray of light shone into the tent of the demon wolf, and the silver-white wolf fur changed slightly.

At this moment, the Tapara leaned his back on a cushion shaped by a demonic tiger, and his limbs were wrapped around a group of large pillows in the shape of a black-scaled horse, and the heated magic patterns embroidered on the cushions and pillows emitted a trace of warmth, relieving the cold that emanated from the demon wolf from time to time.

There was also a small pillow in the shape of a fox on the side of the wolf's tail, and Sanji could even see the fifth tail that had just been patched up on the fox's tail.

"Your Excellency?" Sekula asked in a low voice as he saw the wolf's eyes move.

"Huh?" Thapala didn't open her eyes, but sniffed with her nose, recognized it as Sangji, and leaned her head to her side.

Sanji was a little reluctant to rub her head against herself like a wolf, but there was nothing she could do but say, "My lord, the Black Rabbit has completed the renovation of various buildings, I remember you said that you are going to go back to Night Qicheng with her?" ”

The demon wolf suddenly opened his eyes, "yes, did I sleep?" ”

Sanji nodded: "It's okay, it's just getting dark." ”

Since her advanced level, Tatapala's classes with magicians have been practiced, and she has been practicing meditation, prayer, and spells every morning when she wakes up, so busy that she begins to miss the time when she used to wake up and eat.

So in the past few days, Tapara is used to taking a nap in the afternoon, so that he can have dinner as soon as he wakes up from a nap and regain his former sense of happiness.

"Tell the black rabbit, please wait for me for a while," Tartara ran to a table and ate his dinner like a whirlwind, "I'm going to the forest!" ”

"Now? You need to ......" Before Sekula could finish speaking, he saw that the demon wolf had already left the room.

Detapala, who can connect with the magic net, jumped out of a bay window in three or two clicks, and the fur on her body formed a wind magic pattern, which made her jump back and forth in the air.

"Why does the fire fly so fast?"

Tapara's knowledge of the wind element was no less than that of fire, but without Rand's guidance, even if she could form a bubble around her body, she would not be able to use aerodynamic flight, and could only constantly jump in the air as if she were on land.

Soon, the demon wolf flew out of White Wolf City and flew towards the Frost Wolf Forest.

After a few days of studying, and practicing with the fox girl Faneuil in several dreams, Tatapala felt that she had found a new direction in magic, which was the technique of the multi-headed dragon that Lukoya, the god of life, had taken her through, and on that occasion, she used her body as part of the circle to control the changes of the circle of thousands of square meters on the surface of the lake in White Tree City.

And today, she wants to go back to the lake in the Frostwolf Forest, where she broke through to a high-level magical beast, and find the inspiration of the past.

"Bang~"

Flying to the edge of the camp of the six princes of Kirislav, a crisp sound reached the ears of the frostwolf, a voice that she was somewhat familiar with, so she decided to investigate it in detail.

Sure enough, after flying over a few hillsides, several explosions reached the ears of Thapara, and finally the demon wolf found the source of the sound: in a clearing, a dozen demon supporters in the camp were operating several large black iron cannons.

I saw a knight stuff the black powder into the muzzle of the cannon, stabbed the muzzle with a long-handled tool, and then put in an iron ball, and another knight put a white fire rope at the back end of the iron cannon, and ignited it with a fire sickle.

"Bang~"

A loud bang came from the muzzle of the cannon again, and the fire shot the iron ball about 300 meters away, shattering a wooden target on the ground.

"His Royal Highness the Prince is really amazing!" The knight who tested the cannon sighed, "If we can have a few more of these guys, we won't have to be afraid of those brutes!" ”

"Don't be too happy, they have powerful magic!" The other knight said, "Hurry up and record the range and power of these cannons as requested by the prince, we are running out of time, we must make more cannons as soon as possible!" ”

Kirislav's artillery experiments and the knights' conversations were all known to Tapara, but after feeling the speed of the projectiles from the wind, the demon wolf disdained the knights' so-called cannons.

"All skill pales in the face of true magic." The demon wolf shook his head and continued to fly towards the forest.

About half an hour later, the sixth prince of Kirislav, Durosson, arrived at the artillery test site, and his appearance made all the experimenters present worship.

"Your Royal Highness, although you are not a magician, you have mastered such great magic!" The knight at the head knelt down on one knee and expressed his submission, "I believe that under your leadership, we, Kirislav, will definitely be able to wipe out the demonic beasts and barbarians in the Frostwolf Forest and take the entire forest into our pockets!" ”

"Get up, knight, I looked at the data, there are still a lot of things that need to be corrected in the artillery," Du Luosong was far less excited than his subordinates, "At a distance of 100 meters, the accuracy will be greatly reduced, and in addition, after only a few shots, the cannon body has been affected so much." ”

Stroking the lines that had been revealed on the iron cannon wall, the six princes were a little disappointed, they only had blacksmiths in their camp, and they couldn't add runes to the cannons, let alone draw magic patterns or enchant them.

The knight saw the prince's thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, if you think that the quality of our iron striking is not up to par, you can buy iron pipes with runes from White Wolf City......"

"What's going to do?" The prince shook his head.

But the knight said, "Let's say that the camp needs a 300-meter-long and half-meter-thick cast iron pipe to install a sewer, and they will have no problem." ”

"The sewer sawed off as a cannon barrel?" The prince couldn't stand it, "The inner wall of the artillery has to bear extremely high pressure and temperature, and the water pipe needs to be corrosion-resistant, these two requirements are very different, we can't tell people that the sewer is flowing with molten iron, right?" ”

The knight explained: "Your Highness, now the attention of Night Qi City is to the west, if we can't take advantage of this time to find a purchase, it is estimated that there will be no chance in the future." ”

Prince Durosson was noncommittal about the knight's claims, and he knew that his subordinates' ideas might not be reliable, but they were worth trying.

On the proving ground, the princes, knights, and witches were still discussing artillery, but in the air where they could not reach, if they looked east now, they could see a thick fog suddenly rising above the frostwolf forest.

Under the light of March, the fog hundreds of meters high gradually coalesced into a shape, from the first hydra, to a huge wolf head, and finally to the image of Quetzalcoatl.

(End of chapter)