With Lu Xi's magic and spiritual power today, he can divide the Arcane Hand into up to eight strands, each of which can lift objects weighing more than 200 kilograms at most, and at the same time, he can control their movements as he pleases, as if he were controlling his own arm. Of course, the Arcane Hand is not a real arm after all, and it is impossible to mimic perfect arms, joints, and fingers, and it is unlikely that it will be able to perform particularly complex work. Similarly, although the Arcane Hand is one of the most basic spells for magicians, even beginners can implant and master it, but even such entry-level spells, if used in extreme ways, the test of mental power is not easy - for example, if the archmage throws a hundred fireballs in a few minutes, he will be so tired that he vomits blood, while if an ordinary mage wants to use the Arcane Hand to perform some slightly more delicate tasks, such as cooking and sewing clothes, etc., I'm afraid that it will be stimulated to the point of fine points within half a minute.

Of course, although the Arcane Hand is an entry-level magic with many restrictions and low difficulty, it is also a magic known as the "third hand of the spellcaster", and its usefulness can be seen. Although Lu Xi couldn't stretch out his eight invisible arcane hands and hold a sharp sword each to directly upgrade to eight sword streams, he could completely lift the three guided cannons with the cannonballs and obsidian crystals into the air, and then control them to fire at the same time. Lu Xi was even sure that if he were a little more extreme, the number of cannons he could manipulate should probably exceed ten.

In other words, an elite battle mage like me, as long as he has enough weapons, can he take on an artillery position alone? Well, maybe a genius is like this protagonist. In this way, a new combat form of the mage has been developed in the future guidance era.

The above thoughts flashed in Lu Xi's mind, and his morale suddenly increased by three points. Our protagonist is such a person. Always give himself the necessary self-braggathing at any time and place.,And because of this, I don't hesitate to believe that I must be the chosen theone.。 The one who is destined to be a Cammy in the New World. This may be the essence of every successful traverser, right? Of course, as long as it doesn't affect the concentration during the battle, it will always be harmless, and it will even bring positive buffs.

These three guide guns are not large naval guns dismantled from the Qiyao Aurora, but a prototype of the infantry guns that accompanied Lu Xi through the "Save Private Moore" copy and the large-scale battle attack and defense copy of Black Man City for the new army artillery in the future. Of course, unlike the large self-propelled cannons and rocket launchers with a sense of technology and violence in Lu Xi's hometown after World War II, these three guide guns have a bad taste in Lu Xi's personal taste. and Orucello and other old people full of the limitations of the aesthetics of the times, inexplicably also full of Lu Xi's hometown Renaissance style.

The blue-blue cannon body, the small muzzle, the caliber is only a few tens of millimeters at most, and the long barrel is carved with inexplicable patterns, which naturally looks extremely flashy and unrealistic, and has the effect of adding to the snake. If it is really a weapon that uses gunpowder as a source of power, the power of this thing is probably not as powerful as a fireball that a rookie mage spends half a minute rubbing in front of the demon god. It's not even tickling.

"Disgusting little toy!" The other party let out a deep voice, typically pretending to be disdainful: "The little toy of the dwarf swaggering and deceiving!" Even if it is expanded dozens of times, it is still a meaningless little toy! ”

Yes, isn't it a cannon if the musket is enlarged dozens of times? From this point of view. The judgment of the plague king was very intuitive, so intuitive that Lu Xi sneered without hesitation on the spot: "Expose your IQ, old zombie!" I can't see the difference in the world. You can't see the changes in the future, even if the light of the times has already appeared in front of you. But he is still ignorant and ignorant, as if a toad sitting at the bottom of a well is satisfied with the square inch sky. Occasionally, there is a bird that crosses the sky. But he thought he was proud and laughed at the other party's efforts to strike the sky...... and supreme glory. What if you steal the Godhead? You're just two more pieces of carrion than a toad. ”

A hint of doubt flashed across Kazan's face, and he had just opened his mouth to discern something when he was overshadowed by the crisp, long, yet powerful triple of cannons. Indeed, compared to the deafening roar of gunpowder weapons, such as thunder or earthquake, the guiding power of the seven obsidian crystals as the source is much more pleasant, and even carries a moving rhythm like musical notes. Without actually trying their lethality, it would be difficult for ordinary people to directly associate them with the deadly danger of the voice destined to represent the king of war in future wars.

Perhaps, in the future of the era of the guidance of the hot weapons battlefield will be more like a concert, right? A concert of blood and death is sinister just to think about...... Well, a person like me who develops a guide weapon will definitely go to hell and suffer immeasurably, right?

Of course, our protagonist Lu Xi, as the developer of the Guiding Weapon, may also be the only one in the Six Realms and Five Elements in this world who can realize the cruel and crazy killing efficiency after the transformation of the Cold Weapon Age to the Hot Weapon. The thermal weapon promoted by the conductive energy is now only Xiaohe, although it has indeed surprised many people, and it has also made some people with special strategic foresight and brains fall in mind, but among these people, it does not include the plague king himself.

Kazan, the king of plagues, the youngest demon god in the history of the world, the only guy who has obtained the godhood as a "mortal" in the past five thousand years, and the most successful Long Aotian in history, at least in terms of imagination, that is, brain holes, has not achieved much, otherwise the state of Henas would not have been what it is today.

So, the demon god, who still maintained the appearance of a tiger with a bear's waist and clear eyebrows, ate three shells in a row, and in the fire and magic splash of the secondary explosion, his body flew upside down from the smoke and dust without delay, crashed into the opposite wall, and then suddenly took on a perfect herringbone shape. A body that is less than two meters in sight, but directly withstands the direct hit of three cannons, which is probably the treatment that only these "strong people" in this world can enjoy. This trend continues. Ordinary people use a 460mm guide to bombard the Fire Demon God, so that just think about the future scene that can make people drunk. Probably not too far.

Lu Xi naturally did not use 460, and the barrel was not stuffed with nearly a ton of shells. But since it is the light of hope that represents the advent of a new era, the power is naturally not covered. After being brutally hit by three shells, the human form, which had been blasted into a rag pocket, was reduced to ashes in the continuous scorching of the magical flame that covered its body, and it could not even let out a scream.

With the "shattering" of the plague king's body, the space where Lu Xi was located also began to violently shake. The lavishly decorated rooms around it, the magic chandeliers on the ceilings, the paintings and sculptures on the walls, the weapons and armor racks in the corners. The red carpet beneath his feet, and of course the crescent moon heraldic flags hanging from the windows, began to twist. The abundance of solidity begins to blur, distorting into vague outlines, and finally gradually revealing countless lines made of magical points of light.

"If these lines are made up of 1s and 0s, then they are absolutely divine." Lu Xi patted the guide cannon beside him and sighed with some pity. At this point, he should have guessed even if he didn't have common sense, and this seemed to be a historical reproduction of Kazan's invasion of Henas. This dense fog-covered world, the last fortress of resistance of the blood clan, is nothing more than an illusion created by the Plague King's Godhead Realm. As for all the Blood Warriors in those castles, of course. The same includes the body of the demon god with the tiger's back and the bear's waist and eyebrows, and the eyes are beautiful, and they are all just mimics condensed by Kazan's own divine powers—although these mimics seem to be stronger and more beautiful than the bodies conceived by nature. It's so perfect that it can even be called dreamy.

"Well, if I can really take this opportunity to change to a body with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, clear eyebrows, and a flute, I will endure it. But you're wrong in trying to bend a pure man, ah no. It's worse than that, so shameless that I am ashamed to open my mouth! Do you have to figure it out, labor and management are neither called Furoya nor Elena, but Lord Ben is a dignified Lu Xi? Straight male cancer? Lin Ge? Pure gentlemen? O Belencaster! Lu Xi faced the disintegrating and collapsing space around him, and let out such a loud shout of unknown meaning.

He was completely sure that the triple hit of the heavy artillery just now must have caused effective damage to the Demon God; This is also the reason why this world, which was built by the divine power of the Plague King, began to collapse from "illusory reality" to "complete nothingness"; But Lu Xi can also be sure that the damage suffered by the other party must not be anywhere, otherwise it will not only be such a world created by illusion, but the entire realm of godhead that Kazan can unfold.

"It's a pity, I knew that if we stuffed a hundred well-loaded cannons in the space bag, we might be able to complete the feat of gathering fire and killing gods with one blow." Lu Xi shook his head regretfully, and put away the guide cannon after firing. These big guys have already completed the historical mission of this battle, unless Lu Xi is ready to use the cannon as a brick to smash people......

“…… It can only be said that you acted too early. Miss True Ancestor's voice sounded in Lu Xi's ears: "If you wait a little longer, maybe you can cause even more damage to Kazan." ”

"If you wait a little longer, you may have been fooled into honestly going out to be a princess who kisses. If I ask you at this time, what is it like to experience the unbearable experience again, it will definitely be very annoying, right? Lu Xi turned his head, looked at Miss True Ancestor, who had already regained her senses, and held her chin and laughed three times: "I have heard that when it comes to the ability to use illusions, the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan should not be under the Night Elves who can control the Emerald Dream Realm...... What was the situation just now? Hunting gets pecked by birds, fishermen bitten by fish? ”

"Yes, little Belencaster, most of the time, you're a very nasty little fellow." Miss True Ancestor smiled disapprerovingly, "But thanks to you, the most dangerous level has passed." Now, the final piece of the puzzle to defeat the Plague King, I've also finished it! (To be continued......)

PS: Well, we're back from the imperial capital, and we'll resume normal updates from tomorrow