The test site was chosen in a flat valley in the Extremis Mountains.
Surrounded by mountain peaks, there are few people around. If you don't rely on tunnels or airborne, it is difficult to enter here from the outside. It can be said that this is a mountain Jedi, which is very suitable for doing things that need to be concealed.
It's not because of how mysterious the napalm weapon is, but because there are a few more unusual figures in the audience.
"Ah... the air here is really good, I can smell the scent of flowers and earth in it," Celine said as she emerged from the crevice in the rock formation, shaking her tentacles, "The last time I saw the blue sky, it was almost the same time. It was more than two hundred years ago."
Laitning shivered all over. He looked at Roland with a look of panic on his face.
Probably anyone who sees a giant sarcoid monster emerging from the ground will be involuntarily terrified. If it is placed in a disaster movie, this classic form of appearance will definitely be regarded as a wave of small ** that requires a special soundtrack.
Not to mention the inexplicable voice in his head.
It can be said that if he can do so without being intimidated on the spot, he is already a qualified executive office official.
This is why Roland chose to test the weapon in the valley.
"Don't worry, they used to be human, but they became what they are now because of the devil." He patted the alchemist on the shoulder, "The voice you hear is that they are talking with consciousness, if you want to talk to the alchemist, They talk to each other, say it outright or repeat it in their hearts. Like this.”
He turned to Celine, "With the mobility of the original carrier, it's not difficult to see the blue sky and green water, right?"
"That's because she always shut herself up in the research room." Pasha followed and climbed out of the surface, "The witches of God's Punishment have often talked to me about what they saw and heard in the dream world. The word is specifically used to describe this phenomenon, it seems to be called...
"How do I remember that there are two adjectives before this word?" The last one to appear was El Xia with a high-level demon.
"Are you sure you really want me to say it?"
"Okay..."
Roland raised an eyebrow at Lightning, "How about it, they're not that scary, right?"
"You, you are right..." The latter forced a smile.
"By the way, although they lost their human appearance, they gained near-eternal life. At the same time, the new skin is extremely heat and corrosion resistant, which means that most chemical agents can be directly touched; more tentacles And being sensitive, there is no problem even with multiple experiments. In other words, this body is the most suitable form for chemical research, how about it, are you interested in learning more?" Roland shrugged.
"Guru," Lightning's throat moved, and after a while he replied jerkily, "I… still can't, Your Majesty."
Despite what he said, the look in his eyes towards the high-ranking witch of Taquila lost a little bit of initial dodge, and there was a hint of curiosity.
Roland smiled and shook his head, walking to the tightly bound devil.
Even if the other party loses both feet, there are a lot of confinement methods.
After all, this body still belongs to the body of God's punishment.
He squatted down and looked at the other party, "I remember your name is Kabu... Radabi, right?"
Without the spiritual connection, even if it occupies the human body, it is impossible for the devil to understand the meaning of the words. It's just that it still expresses its own thoughts with its eyes. The undisguised hatred and hostility transcend the racial barriers, and even if the language does not communicate with each other, it can understand each other's thoughts.
Roland said disdainfully, "This is a firework show specially prepared for you. You have committed numerous crimes in the Dawn Realm and destroyed most of the human kingdom to the ground. Now it is our turn to recover this journey. Well. Then you can enjoy it."
Then he nodded to Lightning, "Prepare for the experiment."
The alchemist glanced at the devil, and in line with the principle of "don't ask more questions if your majesty does not take the initiative to explain", he answered loudly, "yes... majesty!"
After everything was ready, everyone entered the bunker tunnel, leaving only the devil alone against the mountain wall.
"Countdown to ignition, ten, nine... One, detonate!"
A personal guard in charge of the operation turned the hand-operated detonator.
In an instant, a fiery red flame rose from the center of the valley. Unlike the previous demonstration of high-yield explosives in the artillery exercise, the fire this time was not bright, and even looked a little dim. The flames were surrounded by a large amount of black smoke, which seemed heavy and thick. Whether it is the sound or the degree of shock, it is far less earth-shattering than the explosives.
But everyone quickly felt what was special about the new weapon.
Through the observation hole, everyone can clearly see that the black smoke thrown up did not dissipate quickly, but rose slowly, like an opaque curtain. It is not so much a cloud of smoke and dust, but rather a scorching airflow of flaming magma that pushes the fuel high into the air, and then scatters like an open umbrella.
When the umbrella was fully opened, the flashing red light not only did not disappear, but became more vigorous, and quickly turned the falling fuel into a flowing flame!
Roland knew that it was the effect of the aluminum powder and iron oxides in the combustion-supporting layer being ignited.
The heat released by the reaction seemed to bring about a second sustained explosion that lasted for a few seconds.
The fire and rain splashed in all directions, and new fires would start immediately where it touched. Even if enough safety distance was left, he could still feel the gusts of hot wind blowing towards him.
Under the action of gravity, the black smoke and flames were finally completely separated, the former dissipated in the sky, while the latter completely dominated the earth. There used to be a forest and a stream in the middle of the valley, but now there is only a sea of crackling fire. As for the pre-placed test animals, Roland felt that there was no need to check again.
On the other side of the tunnel, El Xue couldn't help curling up his main beard.
It would be great if Taquila era had such a weapon!
It is precisely because the red fog is afraid of fire that the surrounding area of the devil's outpost is always bare. To disperse the red fog with just a few piles of firewood is like a dream. Even if the witch finds a way to create a high temperature fire source, it is difficult to maintain it without magic power act. But this weapon made her see the hope of quickly eradicating the outpost, as long as it could be transported in, it would open a path for the subsequent army.
And her comrades did not have to die helplessly under the attack of the devil and the red mist in order to delay the time for the mortal army.
She seemed to see the mist storage tower covered by the flowing fire blazing until it turned into a dazzling pillar of fire.
The mental communication that only belonged to the original carrier was rapidly transmitted in the minds of the three high-level witches, and they could understand each other's thoughts and emotions without even needing words.
After the exchange, El Xia quietly turned his gaze to the mortal man, and sighed secretly... It is a pity that he was not born four hundred years ago.
The flames lasted for nearly four hours before gradually subsiding.
There was only a piece of scorched earth left in the valley, and nothing left to burn.
Roland walked out of the tunnel and felt that it had suddenly come from early spring to midsummer. The hot air had accumulated here, turning the valley into a temporary greenhouse area.
He looked at the devil leaning on the rock wall. Because he had cleaned up beforehand, the fire didn't burn near the bunker, and the body of God's Punishment couldn't feel the scorching heat wave, so it shouldn't suffer any harm.
But the other party's eyes stared straight at the scorched earth in the distance, and there was a hint of gloom and uncertainty in his expression.
This is probably the result that Pasha and others want to see.
Taquila's side did not consider the possibility of the opponent's resignation or surrender.
They just want each other to know
The bugs they once despised now also have the ability to destroy them.