goddess of revolution

Chapter 155 Finny, Finn's War Crowbar
"Should the legendary-level magic cannon be bound to the legendary soul? I understand, then the sixth-level magic cannon, siege crossbow, and mobile protective barrier are all up to you."

"Mildern Workshop will do its best to serve His Majesty's sacred cause without reservation!"

After Teresia talked with Mildern about the magical weapons and equipment, she looked at the little dragon girl again: "Timmy, about the potion..."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I've already contacted the Druid Herb Association. They not only gave me all the stocks, but also agreed to increase production!"

Timmy put the good news in front like a big and bright apple, and the tone behind it became blurred: "The druid wants to get more magic metal, which requires coordination of materials, and the cost is a bit..."

Teresia smiled wryly, "Isn't the money enough?"

She frowned, realizing Zold was still there, and nodded at him.The latter bowed and saluted tactfully, then turned and left.

"Your Majesty, I have made a new discovery about the Golden Bull. If it is applied on a large scale, it will save a lot."

Timmy took out a strange weapon from the space ring, like a magic crossbow without the crossbow.

"Fini 26-style three-level magic gun, produced by Donomis Magic Workshop", Timmy held the front and rear grips with both hands, and made a shooting posture: "Each one only costs 120 gold bushes! Bullets cost ten per hundred rounds." A golden bushel!"

Teresia's eyes lit up instantly: "What!?"

Zold, who had reached the entrance of the king's tent, also stopped, and turned to stare at the weapon in Timmy's hand.

Teresia stood up: "How can the third-level magic weapons be so cheap? And the crossbow... no, what bullets, one silver penny each? How is this possible?"

"This is the latest modification of the magic crossbow. It is cheap because the magic circle has been specially optimized!"

Timmy turned on the profiteer mode: "This weapon uses a brand new design, which simplifies the magic circle that was originally combined with the crossbow string into the magic casing. The bullets that replace the crossbow bolts no longer need additional enchantments, just replace them. Corresponding materials can achieve different functions, and of course bullets made of ordinary materials are cheaper.”

"Low cost is just one of its advantages. The trigger device of the magic gun has also been improved, which greatly saves the power consumed by shooting. The magic impact produced by the magic circle is also much smaller, which means..."

Timmy quickly ran through the instructions that Li Qi sent her: "This means that even a trainee professional can use the magic gun to fire more than [-] times in a row, and a first-level professional can fire more than [-] times!"

Theresia and Zold changed color at the same time. One was a commander with rich war experience, and the other was a magic craftsman who specialized in magic weapons. Naturally, they understood what this indicator meant.

Teresia said seriously: "Shoot at me!"

"Um... well..."

Timmy sighed secretly, this level cannot be avoided after all.

Teresia is a level [-] legend, and a mere level [-] magical weapon can't hurt her. She wants to experience the power of this weapon for herself.

Timmy pulled the trigger and cast the magic spell, and the blue light shot directly at Teresia's face.

Zold stretched his neck to watch at the entrance of the king's tent, and he saw the blue light stop out of thin air at Theresia's jaw.The bullet revealed its appearance, it was a conical copper projectile, trembling violently like a struggling moth.

Teresia reached out to take the bullets out, and the excitement on her face subsided: "The power is much worse than the arrows of the third-level magic crossbow."

Timmy quickly said: "But it's cheap, the bullet is only one percent of the crossbow bolt!"

The bullet steamed up in Theresia's white palm, and turned into liquid in a short while.Looking at the two balls of rolling molten metal, she smiled and said, "The copper is only the outer layer, and the inside is all black iron, which is of course cheap."

Timmy was not discouraged: "Guaranteed to shoot through the third-level Mithril armor! Isn't that enough? You can arm more low-level professionals!"

"The victory or defeat of the war depends on professionals above the hero level, Timmy." Teresia shook her head and shook her hand casually. The re-solidified bullet was thrown back, and Timmy reached out to catch it, and threw it up with an ah: "It's hot!"

"You, are you selling for some friend again?" Teresia said, "Even if it's good, I can't decide what kind of weapon my allies should use, and the army directly under me is going to charge forward, so it's impossible to use this kind of weapon." Toy."

"Your Majesty, you are really wise," Timmy said with a sneer, "I didn't expect you to equip your subordinates with such weapons, but there are many low-level attendants in the army. They can't afford magic crossbows, and all they have are tattered heirlooms." , some are so poor that they don’t even have magical weapons. Equipping them with such weapons is practical and inexpensive, and it can also spread Your Majesty’s benevolent heart..."

"Timmy, your mouth is getting slippery." Teresia scolded Timmy, and after thinking about it, she asked, "How much do you have?"

Timmy smiled happily: "Currently there are only more than 300 branches. If you need more, you can rush the workshop to rush to work!"

Teresia shook her head: "I will only buy [-] sticks and give them to my allies so that their low-level servants can have more self-defense weapons."

Then he lowered his face and said, "The bullets have to be given away for free! You have to charge a penny for that little material. You merchants, your hearts are completely black!"

Timmy smiled: "Your Majesty is wise!"

Xiao Longnv came out of the Wang Tent humming a brisk tune, and found that Zold of the Milden family was waiting for her.

He said politely, "Miss Osquim, I'm very interested in the magic gun you showed just now."

"Doesn't your workshop make large magical weapons?"

Timmy said so, but still took out another magic gun from the space ring and handed it to the other party.

"It's really interesting." Zold played with it carefully: "Our Mildern workshop makes magical weapons that can dominate the war, no matter how big or small it is."

"Your Majesty said, this is just a toy," Timmy shrugged and spread his hands.

"Ants can also kill elephants. When the number reaches a certain limit, things will change fundamentally," Zold said leisurely: "Although I can't see the specific direction of the change, I think such a weapon is There is such a change.”

Timmy hesitated: "But you are a workshop, not a chamber of commerce. Did you buy it to copy it?"

"It's not plagiarism, it's just borrowing."

The magician said seriously: "And I haven't seen such a thing in the patent library of the Wizards Union. It seems to be the design of wild wizards, so this does not violate the principle of magicians respecting knowledge."

He smiled brightly again: "I can give Miss Osquim a higher profit margin."

"Oh, that's not acceptable. The principle of our chamber of commerce is honesty and trustworthiness." Timmy waved his hands again and again.

Zold narrowed his eyes: "I heard that you are competing with various chambers of commerce for the market of the Saston Kingdom. I can persuade at least three top magic workshops to go through your channel."

"The cost price of that workshop is sixty gold bushels." Timmy squeezed his chin and said, "If you can do fifty gold bushels, I will recommend you."

At this time, Zold had cut open the receiver with a magic blade, looked at the mithril magic circle engraved in the copper tube inside, and laughed: "Deal!"

Selling five sample guns to Zold at a price of two hundred gold bushels each, watching the magician leave happily, Timmy scratched his head and said: "Li Qi really hit the mark, what the hell is that guy playing?" A trick? Why do I feel like I've been sold and still counting gold bushels?"

………………

On the mountain trail, the carriages formed a circle, and the corpses of horses, dragons and humans lay everywhere. A small but extremely bloody battle was about to come to an end.

"No! Shani——!"

The fifteenth prince of the Suston Kingdom watched his lover being pierced through the neck by the killer's dagger. The killer grabbed the priestess's hair and cut off the head slowly and gracefully like a steak, making him tear up. Heartbreaking howls.

"Your Highness! Send it away!"

"Don't let down the chance Miss Shani bought with her life!"

"We will avenge Miss Shani!"

The guards dragged him into the line of defense surrounded by carriages, shouting in a desperate but firm tone.

"No! I won't leave! I want to kill these demons who work for Youxiang with my own hands and avenge my Shani!"

The young prince was distraught, threw away the broken long sword, took out the teleportation talisman, and tore it up, leaving his subordinates as white as paper.

"We are too weak..."

The old head guard said with difficulty: "The enemies are all strong men above the second level, and that killer is a strong man at the peak of the third level. He alone is enough to kill all of us."

"Fight until death!"

The prince's eyes were red: "Everyone take up weapons! Even if it is a bamboo pole, we must poke a hole in the murderer!"

The head of the guard's eyes suddenly lit up: "Didn't Your Majesty give His Royal Highness fifty weapons called Finny? It's on the carriage!"

"Fini magic gun, my father's attendant said that it is not much better than a toy." The prince said disapprovingly: "The gift from His Majesty Theresia, my father asked me to bring it back to the capital and show it to the nobles. How much Her Majesty the Queen places on us Saskedonians."

He was stunned, and then said: "That's right, even if it can only scratch the surface, let them know that the Sachdonians are not cowardly!"

The wooden box was opened, and the magic guns were handed out to everyone. The prince picked up one, fiddled with it a little, and pushed the magazine into the receiver.

"It's not much different from the magic crossbow. It is activated by divine light. You don't have to reload every time you shoot it. You can just buckle it with your finger," the prince pointed out to his subordinates.

"He's coming again—ah!"

The sentinel was knocked down by the killer who suddenly appeared from the shadows. Seeing the murderer who killed his lover, the blood vessels on the prince's face almost burst.

He subconsciously touched the long sword, only to realize that he had lost it and only had the "toy" in his hand.

No one knew how to use new weapons yet. Faced with this hero-level killer, the guards chose to fight in the way they were most used to.

Watching the guards being knocked down one by one, the prince raised the magic gun and pulled the trigger tremblingly.

Nothing happened, the prince forgot to use magic.

The killer sneered and approached the prince step by step.

As a follower of the cruel god of Hestor, the fear, despair and anger of the victims are the food that pleases the god.Killing people is not the purpose, but torturing the soul of the weak is his practice.

The magic crossbow in the prince's hand didn't even have a crossbow. What a poor man, he was so flustered that he didn't notice that this was an unassembled weapon?

Another guard rushed over bravely, and the killer stabbed the dagger into the chest at a speed that the opponent could not imagine, and cut off the entire rib under the opponent's horrified gaze.

The killer reached into the guard's chest, pulled out the complete heart, squeezed it hard, and blood and minced meat exploded all over the sky.

Then the killer saw a ray of blue light coming towards him and heard a dull metallic clang.

Swinging the sword to strike, his hand shook, and the dagger splashed a little spark.

A magic crossbow that doesn't need a crossbow?
The killer is slightly awe-inspiring, which is a bit threatening.

The prince was scheduled to cook at the end, and now he has to change the plan.

Just as the killer took a step, another blue light shot towards him.

This guy is pretty fast!

The assassin raised his dagger horizontally and blocked the arrow again, the crack of the sword made him frown.

After finishing this group of people, he has to search for the spoils.In order to deter the enemy, he didn't wear a helmet. Now it seems a bit exaggerated.

Another step has not yet been taken, and the third blue light is shot.

how so fast!
This time the killer didn't expect it at all. He felt a slight chill in his chest, and looked down to see a hole in his third-level leather armor, blood gushing out.

The prince shouted in surprise: "I hurt him!"

What kind of injury is this, I am a peak powerhouse!

The killer roared, leaped high, and slashed down with the dagger in the air.The body of the sword condensed the turbid power like yellow sand, like the scythe of death, it was about to chop all the living beings it touched.

A long ditch was blasted in the ground, but the prince was spared.When he was in the air, he was shot by more than a dozen blue lights.He fell to the ground and rolled around to stand up, with wounds all over his body, and blood sprayed like a fine spring.

how can that be! ?
The killer felt a little fluttering in front of his eyes, he shook his head, and was about to rush out.Prince, and everyone else has a magic crossbow!

The figure turned dark, and the killer was about to sneak into the shadows, but was forced out by more than ten beams of blue light.

The killer wobbled around, spitting blood and muttering, "Impossible, no... maybe..."

Something cold was pressed against the back of his head, and the killer heard the prince gnashing his teeth and shouting: "Your head is not made of iron!"

With a bang, something exploded in the killer's mind, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

A hole was shot through the killer's head, and a red and white slurry sizzled out.Watching his body fall heavily to the ground, the prince and his subordinates looked at each other, unable to believe it was real.

After a while, the prince cried out, "Shani, I have revenge for you!"

"They're here!"

A dozen or so figures approached rapidly, and the head guard shouted nervously.

His voice became high-spirited: "Kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)