Alien world

Chapter 328 181. Approaching the Snowstorm
Abby is holding a kettle and standing in the sunflower field watering it.

She was startled by a caterpillar poking out from among the lush but yellow leaves.Just about to pick it off and step on it, a clear voice came from the street: "Why are you still watering? They are about to wither!"

Abby and Evelyn waved their hands: "Druid said to water every day, completely wither and then pick off the flower pot, so that it will bloom better next year."

"Oh..." Evelyn ran away amidst the greetings from the residents.

Abby continued to water the flowers. At this time, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion suddenly opened, and Gema rushed out angrily. Before Evelyn could put down the kettle, he had already got into the car and drove away.Annan, who was even angrier than him, stood in front of the window.

"Leila!"

Itilia, who was looking through Xingyue Bay's past finances in the bedroom, raised her head due to the faint movement. Not long after, the sound of chaotic footsteps appeared outside the door, and then there was a gentle knock on the door.

knock knock --

"come in."

Itilia saw Annan come in carrying Laila, and she realized that she hadn't seen her for nearly a year, and Annan was almost as tall as Laila.

"Tell me in front of the eldest sister, why Gema is a man!"

"That's why I came to see Eldest Sister..." Laila thought that she had been caught stealing honey, and then she became more confident, "Gemma is a man!"

"Didn't you say women?"

"I also said that I remembered wrongly!"

"Did something happen?" Itilia stopped Annan and Leila who were about to quarrel.

"Gemma came just now, and he didn't know that Olmedo was..." Annan closed his mouth.

Olmedo's gender is a secret, especially to guard against theft and Laila.

"Don't worry about embarrassing things." Itilia said softly.

"Well, I'm going to the waterwheel mill." Before going out, Annan didn't want to let Leila go easily, pointing at her and said, "After Leila came to Xingyue Bay, she made trouble everywhere because no one dared to control her. People hate dogs." , the goblins would run to the dwarves for help when they saw her."

"you--"

boom--

Annan closed the door and ran out.

"You're actually afraid of Annan?" Etilia looked at Leila with a funny face.

"If it wasn't for..." Leila paused for a moment, then snorted, "If it wasn't for the fear that he would lose face in front of the people, I would have beat him up long ago."

On the other side, Annan came to Waterwheel Mill, which was still in full swing, and a banner "50 days countdown to the coming of the Ratmen" was hung on the wall.

Annan has been coming every day these days to urge the progress of the magic artillery.But today, he found that the sound of forging hammers around him lacked a deep and heavy percussion.

When we arrived at the magic cannon workshop, a magic cannon that fit Aunt Susan's forearm stood completely on the ground.

"It's been improved! This time it must be successful!" Bronzebeard's shout was as powerful as a forging hammer.

Murat stood aside wearily but energetically.

This is the seventh version of the artillery... The first few have all kinds of shortcomings, such as the bore is not smooth enough, there is a gap with the shell, and there is a terrible explosion... If Annan asked to use fine steel as the bore and barrel, the workshop The elite mage, bronze beard, and her apprentice are still being pieced together.

They are going to move to the city wall to try the magic artillery. "It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Annan opened the portal and sent the artillery to the new initial.

The trial of Yongye Port ended three days ago.But the Musketeers' trials have just begun.They follow the New Initiator, dropping them when they spot a small rat swarm on the shore.

Some Musketeers were injured, some sacrificed, and some lost their courage to withdraw from the Musketeers, but more and more Musketeers had graffiti on their plate armor, and a "Centurion" appeared. Annan personally paid for this Musketeer named Fermi. Soldiers award meritorious service.There was also an interesting question during the period: "Will I be a hero? My friend said there is no hero named Fermi."

"Then personally make this name a hero." Annan answered him.

The New Initial found a group of ratmen along the coast, and the magic cannon was pushed to the side of the ship to fix it. Elite mages, bronze beards, apprentices, and all those involved in the magic cannon boarded the deck, and even Annan opened a portal.

The skaven who spotted the sailboat ran to the beach and screamed, giving them a chance to take aim.

Everyone nervously expected, Murat lit the fuse.

Annan covered his ears, watching the lead wire burn to the end, the violent airflow suddenly dispersed with a thunderous noise, and the pitch-black shells turned into afterimages.

As long as it doesn't blow up, it's a success.

Annan stared at the cannonballs across a beautiful arc and hit the Ratmen, sticking to their edges, blasting a cloud of dust and blood.

In Faster's complaint that "such a large moving fish is scared away", the New Initial leans towards the shallow sea, and the large water element supports the musketeers approaching the shoal, and then there are continuous and intensive musket sounds.

Ten minutes later, the musketeers who cleaned up the group of rats reported the result: three ratmen were killed by shells.

Everyone was cheering, Bronzebeard and Murat were hugging, only Annan frowned: "That's the only way?"

"We are about 200 meters away from the shore, and the Ratmen are scattered. Put them on the city wall and kill [-] Ratmen."

"It's almost equal to my fireball technique." The elite mage said with emotion.

The power of the spell increases as the caster's magic increases.The fireball technique used by Michael is really just a fireball, but Agarwal's fireball technique is estimated to be able to destroy the Lord's Mansion.

He hasn't realized what the magic cannon will change, or he is aware of it but doesn't care... As the creator, he knows that ten thousand magic cannons can't smash a brick of the wizard tower.

As for what the warrior thinks...he's a mage.

But Murat frowned, and he remembered the words in an ancient book: weapons are just weapons, just like bows and long swords, and it is the person who holds the weapon that is really useful.

But the Magic Cannon changes that...is it an inexpensive magic item that isn't portable?

No... Magic props can only be activated by people with a affinity for magic power. It is closer to a magic weapon that ordinary people can drive.

"You succeeded, kid!" said the happy Bronzebeard. A magic cannon is equivalent to an elite mage's uninterrupted release of fireballs, and no elite ratman dare to approach it.

"The threat of the rat wave has never been the elite ratmen mixed in... but their number." Annan was not so satisfied: "There are only [-] ratmen in a salvo of a hundred magic artillery. And [-] Ratmen are just leftovers from Rat Tide."

Bronzebeard saw through Annan: "So what kind of idea did you come up with?"

"What if we replace the shells with hundreds of iron balls?"

Annan asked Bronze Beard to imagine a scene: the magic cannon was fired, hundreds of iron beads shot out, and the rat wave instantly emptied the area...

Double the cost, but ten times the damage.

After confirming that the magic cannon was stable, Waterwheel Mill entered the mass production stage, and Bronzebeard also began to study the howitzer shells proposed by Annan.

After closing the portal, Annan came to the terrace. The snow-capped mountains in the distance were shrouded in clouds and mist, as if a snowstorm was brewing.And looking to the south, it seems to see a dark rat tide coming.

The first snowstorm in the North is approaching.

(End of this chapter)