Law of the Devil

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(6,000 words first, and at night!

Chapter 231 [Forced Assistance]

Everything in the secret passage was re-sealed by Dewey. But those bodies... they were metallic bones, but Dewey felt disgusted and handed them over to the Geiger Witch.

“You are responsible for cleaning these things up… and then we study them properly. ”

After coming out of the secret passage, the Geiger witch led Dewey to the storage warehouse.

After the transformation of the city of Gilliard into a factory, the most important product here today is the purely pyrotechnic element, "gunpowder”, invented by Solskaya.

This is something that was refined using pyrophosphorus grass as the main ingredient. At present, a sealed shack has been set up in Dewey in the city dedicated to the cultivation of pyrophosphorus. Fortunately, this magical plant is resilient and is particularly suitable for the growth of this plant in the arid northwest.

At the behest of Dewey, Solskaya broke down the method of extracting pyrophosphorus into several different procedures, which were entrusted to the slaves below. This greatly improves yield and efficiency while decomposing the different procedural steps so that the secrets of production are not revealed, because unless all the procedures are brought together, even the workers who operate them alone do not know what they are manufacturing.

Reserve warehouses are buried underground, because refined gunpowder is a dangerous thing, especially a large quantity of high-purity fire elements, although sealed with pottery cans, but the world's fire elements are higher and more dangerous than those known to Dewey in his previous life, and a little bit of Mars can cause disaster if the reserves are not good. So burying in the ground and avoiding sun exposure is the best option.

Pushing open the warehouse door, the cellar was filled with a pot, and these dark pots were made of crude, but Dewey didn't care. His expression was cautious and a little tense.

If a little accidental fire occurs here... in these tons of gunpowder, even the Great Magician will be blown up without any bone residue left!

“I made the wires as you requested.” The Grigg Witch flipped through a box at the corner of the wall: "Many times, the decaying vine was best suited to act as a wire, it was naturally dry and prone to ignition, and it was stable. I've spoken of cotton threads, but those things are susceptible to moisture. But this decadent flower vine is different, even if you throw it in the water, don't worry about it. ”

"I can imagine… what would happen if such a pottery jar inserted a flower vine and lit a head and threw it far into the enemy's camp. ”

But Grigg frowned: “It's just, how far can you throw this thing? Unless it's Hercules... what are you going to do if no one has to throw it? With a catapult? But the catapult is unstable, in case of an accident during the launch, it will blow up its own people! ”

Dewey laughed: "Why do you have to vote? Can't you just throw it down from the sky? ”

After a pause, he looked at the pottery jars that were piled almost to the ceiling in the warehouse and said, “Now take me to the brooms… ”

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Broomstick is by far the most expensive piece of magic equipment ever produced in this factory in Gilliant City!

Because the invention of the old lunatic, Eriko, although subversive... in fact, it still inherits the constant characteristic of the old lunatic's invention - Hua Hua Hua!

Simply put, every time this guy invents something, he uses it as a substitute for something rare... but what he invents is often more expensive and scarce than the original!

Broomstick, too.

Though this broom can store magic without any magic crystal… it is already timeless and subversive. But the problem lies in the broom itself!

These broomsticks don't just stick any dead branches! Must be 50 years of walnut wood! Everyone knows that on the continent of Roland, walnut trees are an extremely rare tree… and it is not known whether it is because of some underlying biological rule that the common walnut trees in the world of Dewey's past life are extremely rare in this world and extremely difficult to cultivate.

Walnut wood, especially 50-year-old walnut wood, is the best material for storing magic, apart from magic crystals, so this stuff is usually used to make quality wands - not even rich magicians can afford this pure walnut wand! Because 50-year-old walnut wood is so scarce!

Besides, walnut wood used to make broomsticks is not just walnut wood. According to the invention of Old Eriko, he actually creatively employs synthetic and bridging techniques that were common in Dewey's previous life, but scarce in the world.

Old Ellis used the technique of dowry cultivation to create a variant of the walnut tree, and Dewey happened to get several seedlings from Old Ellis.

And also for this reason... Sete, this and Dewey have talked about the magical genius of growing compound varieties of walnut trees. No one in the Magic Union appreciates him, but Dewey sees his preciousness at a glance!

Because it is impossible for Dewey to bring down the distinguished master of Eriko, a mutant walnut tree specializing in this blend of varieties, then Sete is the only one!

From this point of view, this brain genius, Wanjin is hard to ask for!

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The cultivation of this mutant breed breaks Sete's mind, and the difficulty of seedling survival is a huge challenge… even with time passing spring water, every time it is cultivated, it is ten to nine deaths. It can be said that the time in Dewey's hands is running out of water, and Sete here is definitely the biggest black hole consumed.

In another storage warehouse, the Grigg Witch eliminated a magic array located outside and carefully pushed the door open to take Dewey in.

“These things are really stacked out of time! If calculated at the market price... every broom, just its own mutant walnut wood, is at least 100,000 gold coins! Damn... what are you doing with all these broomsticks? How about a few more flying cloaks. ”

Dewey smiled slightly and said slightly: "Any new technology always consumes the most… but it's much better now, isn't it? ”

The Gerger witch was silent for a while before agreeing with Dewey: “Well, at the beginning, cultivating this mutant plant was the most headache, but after many experiments, a lot of water was wasted, and we finally found the most delicate balance, and then the efficiency was much higher. Making this thing again in the future will cost a lot less. ”

“So, on average, the cost of flying broomsticks is still lower than flying cloaks made of magic crystals.” Dewey sighed.

In the room, the walls are a beautiful row of shelves with rows and rows of... brooms.

Dark red walnut wood with a dark glow in the bucket room, each broom handle is carved extremely beautifully and smoothly, with a fine pattern on it… these are the patterns of the Wind Magic Array.

“These Wind Magic Arrays are drawings I made with my own hands, and I gave them to a group of engravers, engraved step by step on the handle. Rest assured, those craftsmen only got a broom handle, and nobody knew that this thing was a... broom. ”

Finally, the Grigg witch touched a parchment paper from her arms for half a day, and the dense and numb records were filled with all kinds of data and handed it over to Dewey.

“This is the final data from the final trial of this batch of products, Solskaya and Sete have tried to fly and it worked well... However, Solskaya the kid is a fool and his brain is very smart, but he almost broke his neck because of his poor ability to actually operate... In fact, this thing is easy to wiggle, so long as he can ride a horse, he can ride this thing up to the sky. ”

Dewey glanced at the end result in her hand.

Dewey was pleased with the broomstick development. At present, the first batch resulted in only fifty broomsticks due to limited material and the exhaustion of time passing springs. According to the test flight, the wind magic array engraved on each broomstick has great efficiency. The head section of the broomstick has a little six-mounted pattern that you can trigger by riding on the broomstick, holding the six-mounted part of your hand, and injecting magic into it.

The current broomstick can carry the weight of about two adult men. In terms of speed, the maximum speed is almost twice faster than that of a horse, and the duration of the flight... depends on how long your magic lasts.

“Saliskaya, the loser, can hold on to a meal of kung fu. ”

That's enough.

Saliscaya's real strength is just a magic apprentice.

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“Sir, do you really want to do this?” Standing on top of the city, Knight Robert looked a little ugly.

But Dewey's expression in front of him was firm and not at all a joke.

“But... the wounds on your body...”

“Dear knight Robert, don't forget, I'm a magician.” Dewey stretched out his body casually: "For a magician, it's not hard to heal. And... I have to get out! ”

“It's too dangerous!” Robert still strongly disagrees: “You now bear the fate of everyone, you are our commander, you are the flag, and if anything happens to you… I can hardly imagine the consequences! In fact, when you rode into the camp alone last night, if I were there, I would have stopped you from doing it anyway! ”

Dewey sighed, pointing downtown.

The sun has risen high, in the sun, the grassland people's contiguous tents look clearer, people scream horse hissing, and Dewey can even see the grassland samurai sitting in the camp sharpening their knives if he uses eagle eyes!

“My sneak attack last night worked, killing a Shaman wizard… and devastating them. But the prairies will not retreat easily when the army sneaks in this time. Look, by lunch at the latest, they'll be back together.” Dewey's face is worried: "Robert, you know how many families we have, and you know very well that all our armies add up to over 20,000 people… and the vast majority are scattered all over the place, with only 3,000 of our cavalry! 3,000 people, do you think under normal circumstances, 20,000 prairie wolves can be washed down? Can you wash down the guys on the backs of these natural horses? We need Wonder Soldiers! So I have to go out… to be able to break the enemy. ”

After a pause, Dewey laughed: "Well, don't worry, I killed their Shaman wizard last night. When I went out, I went up high and the prairies couldn't stop me. ”

Robert said, "My lord, I'm not worried about you being intercepted! What worries me is that you're in action! As a commander, you shouldn't be fighting on the front lines! It's not the Lord Commander's responsibility! I'd rather you stay in the city, in the Governor's Palace! ”

Dewey didn't argue with Robert about this anymore, and he simply gave the order: "By nightfall at the latest, you have to light a pile of flames in the city, and I want to see the fire and black smoke 10 miles away! Remember that? In the evening, as long as you light the flame, I guarantee you strong support! And all you have to do is make sure the city's walls are covered with tulip flags by nightfall! ”

After that, Dewey's body has drifted gently.

Robert sighed and gave Dewey a knight's courtesy to fly Dewey to the sky.

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Dewey was right. As he flew from the city and crossed the platforms of the prairie men, many of the prairie cavalry found Dewey in the sky, but after last night's sneak attack, under the sun in broad daylight, the prairie men were guarded, and some of the most elite strong archers immediately grabbed their bows and burst into the sky. Strong archers on these grasslands, who claim to be able to shoot down eagles with one arrow, can't even raise Dewey's altitude to fly over.

He ran out of magic last night, and after he ran out of magic in the colorful stone ring, he couldn't have finished it in such a short time. At this moment, he recovered only 56% of his own magic. I can't start a massive thunderous summons anymore.

In the opposite direction of the city, Dewey went all the way.

“What happened to the Duke of Tulip? ”

The golden wolf headguard will stand under his tent, staring gloomy at Dewey as he walks away, a very tall giant standing on the ground, two heads taller than all his companions around him.

“Lord Guardian, perhaps he escaped.” A prairie man grinned, “There are not many people in the city, sooner or later we will be able to break through the walls. ”

“Idiot.” The Golden Wolf's head guard leaves his mouth open and a glimmer of certainty flashes in the eyes of the raven: “He must have been there to move the reinforcements! Hmmm... send four hundred men to search the rear and keep your guard up. And... get the warriors ready now, you must break through the gates today before dark!! Anyway, the Shaman Wizard is dead in our army... lost a noble Shaman Wizard, think about what punishment we will receive when we return? Only by taking this city at all costs will we have the opportunity to ask the King for mercy! ”

The horn of the woo blows, and the samurai of the meadow hear the command, and line up to fight! In the sun, the Robert Knight standing at the head of the city, watching the dense and numb grasslands beneath the city, the pieces of the machete, under the sunshine of the bitter cold light!

“Hold on till evening!” Robert suddenly pulled out his long sword, chopped it on the stack in front of him, and drank aloud: “Dead!! ”

Nearby soldiers and deputy generals pulled out their long swords, and everyone shouted: “Long live Tulip!! He's in town!! ”

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Dewey flew seven or eight miles in the direction of his arrival, which lowered his altitude and carefully searched for his team.

Finally, next to a low, loose forest, someone saw Dewey above the sky and ran out, waving his hands against Dewey. Dewey lowered his altitude before he could see it. He was captain of the Magic Cadet, Zigg.

The 800 people that Dewey brought were hiding in the woods, and they listened to Dewey's orders and retreated all the way here to prevent them from being scolded by the werewolf cavalry of the Prairie.

Dewey landed on the ground, and Ziggy looked at Dewey intact, which greatly relieved her: “Dean! It's great to see you safe! I thought you told us to wait here for the flame signal in the direction of the city of Gilliard. Why did you come in person? ”

Dewey patted Ziggy on the shoulder: "There's no time to explain! ”

Dewey walked into the woods with him.

In the woods, the Tulip family's cavalry got off their horses and sat on the ground, but everyone was on guard, and others climbed up to the trees to observe the distance. The woods are loose, but it's enough to hide 800 people.

Dewey saw Gaida, the little 250, and this guy's face was dusty. When he saw Dewey jump up, he hugged Dewey and shouted, “My lord! My lord, it's so nice to have you here! Shit, I was trying to kill these guys! How dare you let yourself into the city! This is too risky!! ”

He was surrounded by Gedda's deputy general, who was responsible for leading the team when Gedda was ordered to move reinforcements, but by his appearance, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously taught a harsh lesson by Gedda.

“All right, Gaida! I'm going in there myself, it's none of their business.” Dewey laughed: “Your men are good fighters, and they've done nothing. And... I didn't lose anything, I killed a Shaman wizard. ”

And Dewey immediately asked, “What about you? When did you get here? Did all of our men bring it? ”

“No, my lord.” Shame on Gedda's face: “I only found 800 men led by Lord Alpha... the other two teams, General Lombardon, they, I did not find... time is too pressing for me to go any further and... you asked me to arrive here today. So..."

Gaida suddenly knelt down on one knee: "I have not fulfilled your command, please punish me! ”

Dewey shook his head: "When I gave the order, it was hard to bring back a team without taking into account the actual situation. Alpha Knight? ”

When Dewey was looking for Alpha's bodyguard, he didn't find Alpha.

“He... heard about you entering the city alone, jumping like Ray, a man disengaged from the big army, went to the front to find out the news. ”

In Dewey's heart, Uncle Alpha... he's still worried about himself. But with the strength of Alpha, it shouldn't be dangerous to spy on news.

Time was running out, and Dewey was just about to say something, and Gaida suddenly whispered: "My lord... although I didn't find the other two teams, I brought some... guests. ”

“Guests? ”

Gaida gave an eye, and Dewey immediately looked deep into the woods and saw a group of soldiers wearing different armor, these were also cavalry soldiers, but unlike the armor of the Tulip family, they were wearing the armor of the Empire's local guard, and embroidered with a thorny flower pattern on their chest.

In fact, Dewey's army is nothing but a clan's private army, and these men are the real Imperial Army.

“What's going on?” Dewey was a little surprised because these guys look like a lot of people, roughly as many as five or six hundred.

“They are the team of Governor Bohan of Nurin Province.” Gaida answered in a low voice.

Dewey raised eyebrows.

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