I'm really a serious wizard.
Chapter 115: Pull the ship over!
Chapter 115: Pull the ship over!
Ron stepped forward and swung his sword, finally performing the authentic holy sword technique.
This sword spans space, follows the will of those who are just and kind, and locks onto the evil enemies.
Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!
Ron saw this sword transcend space and time, and saw a crown with a broken corner suspended on a line at the bottom of the world's logic.
Scenes flashed by quickly. It was the fall of the old capital six years ago, the actions of the previous president to fight against it, and how the consortium grew stronger step by step by changing history.
Until the end, Ron saw a hand handing the crown to an illegitimate child who was driven out of a noble manor.
"From today on, you are Sid Wiggin."
In a dim hotel room in downtown.
"No, that's impossible!"
The unkempt, obese middle-aged man's lips trembled as he felt death approaching.
Although the "forbidden truth" he mastered was very illogical, at this moment "Stu.Wiggin" felt that Ron was even more illogical than him.
A mere second-level wizard rushed over shouting friendship, justice and love, and was able to perform such miracles. His status was so high that it was impossible to peek into it!
The crown with a broken corner on its head flashed a dark light, passing the memories in its mind to its past self in an attempt to change history and avoid the sword that was like a divine punishment.
But no matter how hard he tried, his situation did not improve at all.
He is anchored in the present by the coming judgment.
This is the suppression of personality and also the manifestation of miracles. He has nowhere to escape.
"I am the head of the consortium. I can change history. I am also a brave warrior from a thousand years ago. I am also 'St. Wiggin'!"
"no no!!!"
I don’t know who gave me life, and I don’t know why I died.
So ridiculous.
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"Elite soldiers of the consortium, we will conquer the sea and the new world!"
In the polar sea, 183 ships powered by sails and steam broke through the ice and sailed through the waves.
Amid the sound of the whistle, Admiral Horst, the highest commander in charge of conquering the continent, held his head high under one gaze after another and launched his pre-war speech.
"Behind us is a consortium that is as wealthy as a nation, and beside us are the most advanced ships."
"Look! Those cannons are enough to knock down an entire city wall. Even the walls of the royal capital, Glenhill, will crumble under the bombardment."
"What we have to do is conquer, conquer, and conquer!"
General Horst's speech won the applause of most of the soldiers.
However, a small number of soldiers deliberately expressed doubts.
"Don't the enemies in the New World have similar ships and artillery?"
As soon as the questioning ended, the deck of the pilot ship suddenly became quiet, and everyone was waiting for the highest commander to speak.
"Impossible!" The commander scoffed, then shook his head. "Our steel warships are no match for those rotten wooden ones in the Kingdom."
"Our Gallese battleship has a displacement of 6109 tons and is powered by two horizontal three-cylinder reciprocating steam engines and eight circular coal-fired boilers, producing approximately 6200 horsepower."
"The ship has a speed of 14.5 knots, and is equipped with 28 68-pound smoothbore muzzle-loading guns, 10 110-pound rifled breech-loading guns, and 4 40-pound rifled breech-loading guns. The maximum range is 11,000 meters!"
"And we have a total of 183 such steel battleships!"
"Whether it's sea monsters, murlocs, or the New World, they will all surrender to the ironclad ships!"
The speech by the executive of the leading consortium was so passionate that everyone's blood boiled, and the deck suddenly erupted in cheers that were even louder than before.
As far as I can remember, it has been more than a few months since we set sail. According to the nautical chart provided by the leader, we will be able to reach the port of Ansai Continent in a few days.
Thinking of this, Admiral Horst couldn't help but smile. He could already imagine plundering the resources and slaves of the New World with advanced artillery and ships.
Especially at the thought of slaves, the general, who had always relied on his subordinates to solve problems, felt his throat twitch. He wondered if this continent had a royal family, a king of noble status.
His body was covered with wounds, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were unyielding.
Horst swallowed his saliva, and the desire to conquer in his heart could no longer be hidden.
His only regret at this moment was that the leader did not follow him.
However, these are sacrifices that must be made in order to create a new world. Once the leader removes the obstacles, a steady stream of troops and warships will be deployed to the battlefield.
At this moment, a ray of light penetrated the layers of fog and caught the attention of Admiral Horst.
It was a lighthouse hidden in the fog, and the light it emitted was as faint as a firefly.
Arrived!
Horst was excited, waving his arms and shouting, "Full speed ahead!"
"Pull the boat over!"
The steam engine was turned to maximum power, and the steel battleship turned its rudder across the hull, aiming its cannons at the lighthouse in the sea.
Horst calculated that the ship was only 4000 meters away from the lighthouse, which was enough!
He was going to launch a salvo to announce their arrival to the New World.
Boom boom boom——
The artillery spewed out tongues of fire and fired shells one after another, which hit the bright lighthouse across a distance of 4000 meters.
The sudden flash of fire and the violent explosion were so pleasant to the ears that Horst could even imagine the lighthouse collapsing and the people on duty inside being blown to pieces.
However, in life, you must never set goals.
I saw a pale blue barrier appear under the bombardment of hundreds of shells, and it didn't even waver, blocking all the explosions for the lighthouse.
That's a high-level mage! ?
No, even a fourth- or fifth-level mage would be doomed to die facing a barrage of hundreds of shells. He simply has no ability to block them all.
Only by crossing the limit and becoming a legend can one have the strength to ignore hundreds of artillery pieces.
Could it be that the person watching over the lighthouse in Ansai Continent is actually a legendary expert?
A sense of absurdity surged in his heart, and Horst felt terrified when he thought about it carefully.
Before he had time to think about it, a light blue light flashing with magical aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.
No, that was not light, it was a diamond-shaped object, dragging its tail flame as it flew past the limit of vision at an extremely fast speed.
In just a blink of an eye, it hit the side of the fleet.
boom--
The violent explosion was like the roar of Thor. The soldiers on the ship didn't even have time to scream before they were turned into ashes by the scorching heat.
A full one-third of the steel warships in the entire fleet were damaged and gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.
That is the artillery of the people from Ansai Continent!
As soon as the thought flashed through Admiral Horst's mind, he saw two more "cannons" emitting blue light approaching in an instant.
He desperately raised his sword and pretended to block, but it was no use.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but in his daze, he seemed to hear someone talking beside him. Although the language was slightly different from that of the Oran Continent, he could understand it.
"Judging from his attire, he's neither one of us nor one of those crazy people."
"Are they from other continents? The danger from the sea is receding. Does this mean the 'Age of Apocalypse' is coming to an end?"
"This matter must be reported to Parliament and decided by the Speaker!"
"Maybe we should send troops to other continents to have a look."
"No, that's too radical. The federation countries won't agree to it, because none of them will let go of the New World."
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(End of this chapter)
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