I picked up the dragon girl at the beginning and I used artillery fire to liberate the other world

Italian M34 mountain gun.

The total weight is 780 kg, the barrel length is 1350 mm (18 times the caliber), the vertical firing range is -10°~+65°, the horizontal firing range is 25° on each side, the firing rate is 12 rounds per minute, the maximum range is 9700 meters, and the muzzle velocity is 425 meters per second.

Such a weapon of war is undoubtedly a revolutionary achievement in this world where martial arts are not yet advanced.

It brings a shock that subverts one's cognition, just like Constance who is stunned and a little cute at the side.

"This thing? It's actually a magic weapon, right? The magic device that those guys from the arcanist researched."

Although Constance could not sense any magical elements in this so-called mountain cannon, it was unreasonable, too unreasonable!

Apart from magic, she didn't know what else could have this level of destructive power.

"No, it doesn't require any magic crystals or other energy storage devices, and ordinary people can use it." Bai Yan shook his head slightly, "This is the charm of technology. It doesn't cost too much to launch powerful attacks again and again.

Moreover, it is much more powerful than many magic attacks of mages."

“How many can you make?”

"As long as you have iron and gold coins, you can make as many as you want."

Constance was once again completely shocked by Bai Yan.

She simply couldn't imagine what kind of purgatory would be created if tens of thousands of mountain cannons were set up in front of the capital and fired at the same time.

How pale and powerless the army will appear before it.

“It’s powerful, but unfortunately it’s far from enough to deal with the Courtyard of the Gods. This weapon can only be used against those below the high level.

A Saint-level mage like me can easily destroy them."

Bai Yan naturally understood that the top strength in this world was not something he could contend with right now, but everything had just begun.

"That day will come." Bai Yan looked into the distance with a grin on his face.

"Now it's my turn, teacher."

"What?" Constance's voice was slightly cold. She felt very uncomfortable being called teacher.

"Of course, he taught me how to practice."

. . .

Back at the lord's castle, Bai Yan took Constance and Iris to the study where he usually drew blueprints.

At this moment, he felt a mixture of anxiety and excitement as if he was about to check his college entrance exam scores. Coming to such a magical world, it would be too tragic if he could not practice.

Constance had already met Iris at dinner, and she fell in love with this cute little elf at first sight.

Just looking at Iris sticking tightly to Bai Yan, the look she gave Bai Yan was filled with a bit of indifference and disdain.

It's like watching a piece of garbage and scum.

"Don't look at me like that. Iris likes to stick to me, but I haven't done anything excessive." Bai Yan's mouth twitched, and his body, which was leaning against Iris, stiffened a little.

"Let me see how strong your two soul powers are first?" Constance ignored Bai Yan's words. She just side-glanced and looked away, glaring at him with some anger.

She first gently touched Iris's forehead. Constance's eyes were serious at first, then surprised, and finally filled with incredible surprise.

"Such a powerful soul force!!" Constance gasped.

Whether a person can become a magician is not determined by physical fitness, but by the strength of his soul.

Only with a strong enough soul force can you meditate in your mind and outline the magic formation diagram. The stronger the soul force, the more the magic elements can fit your body, and the higher the upper limit of your practice will be.

Constance explored Iris's soul cyclone. The slowly rotating vortex was like the difference between the bright moon and a firefly compared to that of an ordinary person.

At this moment, Iris had turned into a piece of peerless jade in her eyes, waiting for her to carve.

"What about me? Look at mine." Bai Yan understood Iris's talent. This little elf had the potential to become a legend. Even in the elf race known for magic, she should be a demon-like existence.

"You? It seems that your Roland royal family has never had many people with good magical talents." Constance shook her head slightly, but still placed her hand gently on Bai Yan's forehead.

As her mind explored, Constance felt a powerful suction force that forcibly dragged her consciousness forward.

Constance in the outside world suddenly stood there with lifeless eyes. Her consciousness was actually isolated.

Constance looked at the boundless cyclone in front of her and wondered if she was in the soul sea of ​​some giant dragon.

No! Even a giant dragon shouldn't have such a huge soul cyclone.

The colorful light was shining everywhere, and it diffused the surroundings like a dazzling rosy cloud.

This soul cyclone is too big and too strong.

As a holy-level wizard, Constance's soul power is inherently strong.

But even so, her consciousness was still isolated by Bai Yan's soul cyclone.

Constance suddenly understood why the silver dragon was loyal to him and why Iris liked to stick to him.

A person with such a soul aura, his beauty and nobility come from the soul, indicating that he is born with an attraction to other living beings that comes from the soul and blood temperament.

In other words, Bai Yan does not seem to be a person of this world.

Constance couldn't imagine how great Bai Yan's future achievements would be.

A bold idea arose in Constance's heart.

She also wants to be loyal to Bai Yan!!

Not only that, Constance also urged Bai Yan to practice until he had a strength far stronger than that of a legendary being.

This guy!! He really has what it takes to fight against this dirty and sinful world.

All he lacks is time.