A full box of standard black powder, more than fifty kilograms, exudes a faint special smell.
These black powders are all in powder form. Generally speaking, if egg white is available, you can add egg white to coagulate it and grind it into rice-sized particles.
In this way, there are gaps between the particles, and the flame passes through faster when ignited, and the power is more terrifying.
But Colin does not have such conditions at present, and cannot find a similar substitute for the time being, so he has no idea of further processing.
And Colin knew that even this powder was enough.
[Hint: More than 50 kilograms of standard black gunpowder. You have never made such a thing, but you think that this box of black gunpowder is enough to cause considerable damage to the Lord-level Abnormal.]
"Can't this be killed by explosion? This monster is quite durable."
Colin stretched out his hand and squeezed the black gunpowder. He felt an indescribable sense of pleasure. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyebrows were full of spirits. "Then give me another hundred pounds!"
He didn't say what was in his mind.
Shana, who was standing by, looked at the powder in Colin's hand. She found it hard to believe that this thing had the power to make the earth shake as he said, and she also found it hard to understand what this thing had to do with art.
Even those members of the Storm Church who were known for their recklessness and violence, if they did not have the level of a bishop, would not be able to have the power to shake the earth.
At this moment, amid the puzzled gazes of everyone, Colin assembled a wooden barrel and poured more than 90 kilograms of black gunpowder into the barrel.
While pressing it with my hands, I poked some holes with a wooden stick, making it look a bit like the structure of honeycomb briquettes, and then I put the lid on to seal it.
Then he bought another vine from the market and tied it up again, leaving only a hole at the bottom.
This is done to increase the power of its explosion.
The remaining black powder is used as fuse, otherwise it would be impossible to light a fire with a match nearby.
After doing all this, Colin looked around. This area was close to the mining area and was certainly not suitable for experiments, otherwise it might directly collapse the already shaky mine.
After thinking for a while, he led everyone away from this place. Colin placed the barrel of explosives on an open area at a considerable distance away.
After thinking about it, Colin placed a large flat stone on top of the barrel.
Then, he took a stick and drew a line on the ground while scattering the gunpowder.
After retreating nearly a hundred meters, Colin had run out of black powder left.
Because of the fog, Colin could no longer see the barrel of explosives. There was only a black line extending in front of him.
[You think there is some risk in detonating this 100-pound barrel of explosives at this distance, but fortunately there are no steel fragments or anything like that, so you don't need to worry too much about the corresponding damage.]
[But because you put a rock on top of the explosive barrel, you think you'd better push it another fifty meters if you can, or find a suitable shelter.]
"It's already a hundred meters. Is the power of black powder so strong?"
Colin was stunned. The power of black gunpowder was far less than that of yellow gunpowder, but he did not expect that it was only one hundred kilograms, and it would not be enough even if he retreated one hundred meters.