Chapter 344 Steel Rain Curtain
Exercise starts?
Isn't the exercise over?
Some terrible speculation suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart. He vaguely guessed something, but his reason refused to accept it. It was as if it was a blasphemous book filled with pollution. As long as he read it, he would fall into another world.
Unfortunately, he was just an audience member sitting in the audience. The curtain that had already been opened would not stop for a moment because of his resistance at this moment, just like the countless insects crushed to death by the wheel of time.
Galahad stared blankly at the training ground in front of him, as if he were a believer undergoing a test, or a prisoner awaiting judgment.
It's raining.
Raindrops of steel fell from the sky, splashing red water on the ground.
Sharp whistling sounds became a series, and the sun rose above the dark earth.
Galahad only felt silence in his ears and everything went into slow motion.
He had never seen the true appearance of destruction so clearly. Pale words could not describe what he saw before his eyes. The tall knight only felt that his whole body, from head to toe, and every hair in his soul was trembling.
It was as if I had crossed the high wall for the first time, saw the sea of ignorance, and saw the knowledge and truth floating on it.
No, the fire before my eyes is the truth.
Galahad stood there in confusion, his face glowing red from the bursting flames.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands, his armor, and his sword.
He had been practicing martial arts and horsemanship since he was young. With his noble blood and strong will, he had crossed the high walls of the secular world and touched the extraordinary when he was young. He had the best armor and the best sword, and he was the strongest knight in the empire.
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been invincible, whether in duels or on the battlefield.
He could cut bullets with his sword. His opponents who used muskets to cheat in duels fell in a pool of blood. He stood there to greet the audience's cheers and declared to them with his sword dripping with blood: times have not changed.
He always felt that he was one of the strongest men in the world.
But can all these combined withstand the bombing for even a moment? Galahad was confused.
He was the most stubborn conservative. He would never repent until the wheel of time ran over his face. But now it really did.
Bombs fell like rain on his head, the roar and the fire were right in front of him. Even if he was Don Quixote who closed his eyes and refused to open them, he should have known that he could not defeat the windmill.
He just stood there blankly, his face pale, as if he was attending his own funeral.
On the other side, the workers, crusaders and banshees who were watching, people of different identities all had the same excitement on their faces.
The explosions were continuous and the people on the island were fascinated. This was an industrial miracle and the result of everyone's joint efforts.
Every piece of explosive was made from ore they dug themselves, explosives they mixed themselves, steel they cast themselves, and fuse they lit themselves.
They are not afraid of the airships in the sky, they are not afraid of the whistling of bombs, the lord has personally explained to them the function of every component, steel and fire are the extension of their will.
The unknown brings fear, misinterpretation brings cognitive interference, but reason and knowledge bring a will as strong as steel.
This will is like an anchor, firmly fixing the turbulent and chaotic world and making the laws of physics indestructible.
Wrong cognition interferes with the world, while correct cognition anchors the world. Hughes had long noticed that the chaos caused by the researchers' failed experiments was getting less and less. Although this process was very slow, it was proceeding unswervingly.
The more knowledge people have, the smaller the range of the world's deviation and turbulence. The entire Castel seems to have formed a kind of "field", with the island as the center, and the laws of physics are gradually becoming stable.
No, maybe it was to stabilize in a certain direction. Zeus clasped his hands and rubbed his chin.
Were the explosions so violent and powerful in the past? Did the Skitarii, who were always promoting the equivalent and explosion, really make the bombs more powerful?
Would this be a good thing?
If the collective will can really move a corner of the world.
Xiu Si's face suddenly froze. He thought that the newspaper secretly published by Nini seemed to have a huge audience. No, he had to shut down her underground newspaper immediately. At least the story of the love triangle between him and Monica had to be removed from the shelves!
Don't tell me that cognitive interference really brought Poseidon back to life! Thinking about it this way, Chloe hanging on the monument is also very dangerous. Being worshipped all day long, she won't come back to life, right? Xiu Si suddenly frowned. If he thought in this direction, those cults that worship evil gods, or churches like the Candlelight Society with believers all over the continent, should often be able to guide the will of believers to do something. Why haven't I heard of it?
Is Castel special?
Hughes shook his head and decided to explore it later. He looked at Galahad.
I wonder how this guest from Blood Harbor will react?
Zeus knew how much of an impact the scene before him would have on a knight like him, but he had no intention of hiding it.
This is just the beginning. You are just looking from a distance. I am not asking you to lead cavalry to fight against tanks.
Besides, the prince has sent his deputy, which shows that he values Caster very much. Let’s show him the real Caster.
Evil gods, technology, churches, industry, steam engines, Castel did not leave any of them out. If they could accept it, they could trade freely. If they could not accept it, they could let the Crusaders spread the truth of the empire.
Pirates can collect sea taxes. The Storm Ocean is so big, pirates can go there, but why can't Hughes go there? In short, Hughes is busy pursuing technology and farming, and has no time to play tricks with the prince.
Equivalent worship is not good, but this kind of problem can indeed be solved by equivalent - it may not even require equivalent. Looking at Galahad's reaction, Hughes knew that the exercise was not in vain.
You can tell from the expressions on people's faces that the bomb exploded on the coast, but it created ripples in the hearts of every spectator.
Will can interfere with the material world, and what happens can naturally reshape the will in turn.
And Galahad, the knight in distinctive armor, had a completely different temperament than before.
Although it was a bit embarrassing that he fainted when he first arrived on the island, after all, he had been in a high position for a long time and had always worked for the prince. He had experienced many ups and downs, and most of the time he was able to maintain his composure.
He speaks neither humbly nor arrogantly, treats people with warmth and kindness, is both capable and eloquent, and is an extraordinary person. It must be said that he is indeed a very good deputy.
But at this moment, those calmness can no longer be seen.
He was like an earthworm that accidentally came to the road during the rain. He could no longer find the familiar soil and just stared blankly at the strange world.
(End of this chapter)
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