There is no sun in the Demon Moon, something that has not changed in thousands of years.
The sky is always a gloomy and gray curtain. When you look up, you can always see snowflakes drifting in the wind. The difference is only in size. In a weather like today, an occasional drop of one or two pieces can be regarded as the cessation of the snow; and most of the time, white spots will occupy the entire sky, and they will fall into the white earth.
Therefore, this white light is particularly dazzling, and the light that broke through the ground instantly illuminated the surrounding snow, as if it brightened the gray world a bit.
Phyllis held her breath involuntarily.
The line of sight seems to be frozen at this moment, and everything seems to be fast and slow.
The light quickly dimmed and turned into an orange fireball. With this change, the ground beyond a hundred meters was arched up!
This was definitely not an illusion. She could clearly see that the flat snowfield bulged upwards, forming a smooth arc, as if the layers of snow were not pressing down on dirt and rocks, but running water that could change shape at will. The top of the arc is the red fireball, which is still rising, as if to break free from the shackles of the earth.
Then it did. Almost in the blink of an eye, smoke and flames erupted from the ground, tearing the curved surface to shreds! The fireball soared into the air, and the billowing black smoke rushed up to several dozen meters, unfolding into a high wall that covered the sky and the sun in front of her vision. Whether it was a cage or an evil beast, it all turned into ashes in front of it. It was only then that the earth-shattering roar reached her ears, and at the same time, it brought a heart-pounding tremor!
"Boom-boom-"
In an instant, the ground shook!
Phyllis grabbed Agatha subconsciously, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but was blocked by the oncoming airflow. The spectators on the wall were also blown away, and it took a while to recover from the incredible explosion. There was no cheering or applause, everyone was stunned by this scene, the only thing they could do was to look up at the rising smoke wall.
This is... the key
She swallowed, mortals now possess such terrifying power? Even a high-level devil could not survive such a manic fire.
The red sun is getting darker and darker, and there are only a few scarlet firelights looming in the black smoke, but the tumbling thick smoke has jumped into the air, as if in contact with the clouds. The soil and the flesh of the evil beasts that were sent to the sky by the explosion fell, and a bloody mud rain fell in the surrounding snow.
Looking at this scene, Phyllis finally understood where Agatha's confidence came from.
With this earth-shaking power, even in the face of brutal devils, mortals have a chance to compete.
However, she still couldn't understand why Roland Wimbledon called it art.
Is explosion art
…
Lightning was completely intoxicated by the cold wind full of gunpowder smoke, and the roar completely awakened the desire in his heart.
That's what chemistry is!
That's what chemistry is!
He looked at his companions, Rayleigh and Archer, the former chief alchemist of the capital, and found that the same light flashed in their eyes. This kind of radiance was incompatible with the appearance of the two who were gradually entering the aging process. He vaguely remembered that only when he entered the alchemy workshop at the age of ten and was officially accepted as a disciple, he showed such a look.
Lightnin felt that he had finally found the direction he had been pursuing all his life.
That is to attract everyone's attention like the sun.
Only chemistry can do this!
It is a pity that he is now nearly fifty years old. If he could have seen this scene twenty years earlier, he would have understood the power contained in chemistry earlier. Not the flames and smoke produced by the burning of crude snow powder, but purer light and heat.
Fortunately, now he finally knows.
Looking at the astrologers who were still dumbfounded, Lightning couldn't help but smile.
From now on, only one name will be left for the study of the sages, and the other will be completely forgotten.
He wants everyone to feel the power of the explosion and praise the greatness of chemistry!
As soon as he thought that there were so many chemical explosive solutions to try in "Middle Chemistry", he couldn't help but want to jump into the experiment immediately.
"what are you waiting for?"
"Apply for a laboratory to Kemer Strell."
"As I thought."
The three opened their mouths in unison, and proposed in unison.
Laitning finally looked back at the long-lasting smoke column, and walked towards the laboratory with wind.
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"Now you understand why I want you to stay in Neverwinter?" Edith touched Cole's head.
The latter was silent for a long time before he said dryly, "Because of this?"
It can be seen that he was frightened by this amazing explosion, and his face is still pale now, and one hand clasped his sister's arm tightly.
"Because no one can resist Roland Wimbledon," Edith said slowly, "the fief aristocracy is insignificant in the face of such power, as long as he wants the kingdom to be what it is, the kingdom must be what it is. He Saying that there is no need for nobles, from that moment on, nobles should give up their place. Unfortunately, most people still do not realize this."
Although he said regret, there was not a trace of regret on Beidi Pearl's face, and there was even a sense of schadenfreude.
Cole Kant pursed his lips, "We... are also nobles."
"But it's no longer a division of nobles," Edith led him to the edge of the wall. At this moment, people were gradually leaving the city wall, and the surrounding area was much more empty. The scorched black ground that had been ploughed in the distance clearly fell in Cole's eyes. "The nobles are admired because of their wealth and power, not the land under their feet. So the nobles don't really disappear, just like this plain, whether the surface is broken or neat, snow-covered or grassy Yin, the essence will not change. Neverwinter is the starting point of a new era. If you want to become a noble of the new era, you must integrate into the rules newly formulated by Your Majesty."
Cole felt that he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, but under the influence of his sister for many years, he still nodded, "I will stay here and stop arguing about going back to the Northland."
"That's right. And don't you think that managing a piece of land that's never changed is far less fun than exploring new rules and new powers?"
Cole raised his head and looked at his sister's pretty profile face.
Under the blowing of the north wind, her long hair fluttered in the wind like the smoothest satin, her long and narrow eyelashes curled upwards, and the beautiful curve from the bridge of her nose to her lips had an indescribable beauty.
The only thing that puzzled him was that the flush on Edith's face seemed to be unique to a woman when she was excited.
Could it be that my sister would be interested in a plume of smoke rising into the sky
Cole looked away and hid this doubt deeply in his heart.