"boom!"

The black iron heavy cannon mounted on the bank of the Emerald River roared, and a stone bullet shot out from the barrel, falling heavily in the distance, splashing grass. The stone bullet ricocheted a few times, plowing a scar on the ground.

"It seems that this needs improvement. This range can't reach the mage group behind the enemy formation."

Xia Lan had seen the mage corps of the Nine Demon Fleet. Although they were only trying to put out the fire, the range of their water balls was several times that of the artillery shells. Correspondingly, the range of their fireballs should be similar.

If it weren't for Xia Lan's firepower coverage that defeated the front army and allowed the defeated army to disperse the magic regiment in the rear, the Nine Demon Fleet would not have been so easily captured. After all, they are the ace of the parliament, and even if they are attacked from both front and back, they are not easy to deal with.

"Your Majesty, although the artillery is not powerful, we can build catapults to launch the black powder you made."

Lie said as he touched the barrel of the gun.

"Black powder poses too little threat to Silver-level warriors and above. It needs improvement. Let's place the Preacher on the Silver Deer first."

Xia Lan looked kindly at the dozen or so blue-veined steel crossbows on the shore. The one-meter-long crossbow arrows were not made of steel arrowheads, but red crystals. These were the explosive crystals that Ashe Mido had buried underground and that were no longer wanted by him. They were picked up by Faaudis and were much more useful than black gunpowder.

The crossbow chassis with freely adjustable direction can flexibly deal with enemies from all directions without any blind spots.

The rune-carved Evangelist crossbow and the explosive crystal arrows can kill several Storm Knights in one volley, and even a sixth-level strongman may not be able to survive.

Compared to the thermal weapons that the half-baked Xia Lan was groping for, the extraordinary power in this world has been very maturely applied on the battlefield.

The power of truth also has its limitations and can only reflect the knowledge or rules that exist in the world of Midgard.

This made Xia Lan very unhappy. He could use the power of truth to rub the core, but he could not rub out the industrial system for making the core unless he had knowledge of machinery, materials, physics, etc. from the industrial society in his previous life.

However, rubbing the core requires a lot of divine power, and even collapsing the kingdom of Faaudis may not be enough.

"I hope the pirates in the east can behave themselves. Otherwise, it won't be good for anyone."

Explosive Crystals are very expensive. These may be all the belongings of Ash Mido, which are specially used to deal with the Parliament's ace Nine Demon Fleet. However, since they are not used, Xia Lan reluctantly served.

In addition to these things, there are also hollow crossbow arrows engraved with fire runes. When using them, pour pure distilled alcohol into them, and the power will not be too bad.

Once Lie has studied the stability of runes in ordinary materials, he can directly put the explosive materials into them without going through so much trouble.

"We'll try to finish 300 explosive packs tomorrow. It doesn't matter if we use up the remaining sugar. We'll have Kanepal blow up anyone who gets in our way. It doesn't matter if we don't have a wizard, we have the truth."

Faox does not have the deep foundation like other countries. They can't even put together a team of mages now, so they can only take unconventional approaches.

"But we're running low on sulfur."

Lie was in a dilemma. Charcoal and saltpeter could be produced, but sulfur was difficult to get.

"I'll have someone bring it to you later."

The sulfur was dug by the gods Phaodis and Taekero from an active volcano deep in the Doron Mountains. If it was not enough, they were asked to dig more.

After being beaten by the arcane, the four elves were just depressed for a few days, and then acted as if nothing had happened. They held tea parties in the Kingdom of Truth every day. They were very idle, which was just the right time for them to get moving.

…

Tone Sudin, the uncrowned king of the northern Baltic Sea, stood in the center of the Baltic Sea - Aegean Island. He occupied the central Baltic Sea, followed by Zilan Island. He ignored Aisi Mido who was stationed in the south. He knew who his biggest enemy was.

More than a thousand warships of various sizes were parked in the harbor, covering the sky and the sun. The island was littered with corpses and smoke. His men were all desperate criminals. The most prosperous island in the Baltic Sea had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Money, women, power, they're all there!"

Tone Soutine pointed his sword towards the east, his hand holding the sword trembling with excitement, with a hint of madness on his face. He felt that his soul had merged with the bloody sword, and then gently left his body and danced with the villains who were venting their anger crazily in the audience.

"My children, what you need is killing, sacrifice, and tyranny! They are all there, in Paro's house, in Wasun's house, in Mido's house, in Sudin's house..."

He mentioned thirteen surnames, and each time he mentioned one, the villains below became more crazy and more violent. Only the black-bearded man behind him had a worried look on his face.

"Why, aren't you excited?"

Several mysterious men in blood-red cloaks around Blackbeard laughed sinisterly, but Blackbeard looked at the person who spoke with fear, holding the hilt of his sword and standing away from them.

"The Storm God, the Blood Lord, the Great King of Evil, these supreme beings are watching us. They demand blood sacrifices, transcendence, and immortality...

We are 130,000 strong. We will reduce the noble to dust, and the years to the clamor of wind. Everything will come to an end, but you and I will live forever...

Today, I will discard the surname Sudin and take on the Supreme Name. My name is... God!"

"God! God! God!"

In the frenzy, tens of thousands of captives were pressed onto the sacrificial vault and their heads were chopped off. The blood turned into blood mist under the chanting of the mysterious man in the cloak. Those who inhaled the blood mist became violent. Some of them even rose from bronze to gold, but the madness in their eyes became even worse. They suddenly attacked people around them and were finally hacked to death.

"The northern barbarians have fled, and they no longer want the territories you granted them. All tribes are returning to Iceland, taking with them their possessions and people."

Upon hearing this news, Tone Sudin sneered and said disdainfully, "These barbarians deserve to be trapped in a world of ice and snow for generations. Tell my children that those who have made outstanding military achievements will have the lands that the barbarians don't want become theirs!"

The people below became even more crazy after hearing the news, shouting that they wanted to charge towards Zilaner Island.

All of this was recorded by the people in the clouds in the sky. "What a trouble! These guys are going to cause trouble again. Is this guy who was pushed out really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? He's so arrogant."

"Those guys from the Dawn Church are busy with their Eastern Expedition and don't even care about this place. We have to deal with it. It's really troublesome."

"Oh right, the Supreme Being sent down an oracle, asking us to work with the Church of Truth. Do you know where they are?"

"I've never heard of this church. Maybe it's a secret church."

"Let's ask the Son of God and the Goddess. They are the ones favored by God and closest to the Supreme Being. Maybe they know something..."