"Fire!!"

With Patilina's order, countless flames suddenly erupted, staggering to form an impenetrable network of firepower, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the skeleton soldiers who had finally broken through the first layer of traps. The sharp whistling sound of the bright red flame projectile mercilessly struck the already fragile body of the skeleton soldier. Immediately afterwards, I saw the skeleton soldier explode in the explosion, turning into broken bones on the ground.

“YEAH！！”

Seeing this scene, Patilina couldn't help but raise her hands in cheer, while Jenn shrugged her shoulders helplessly. This is not some kind of crossing, nor is it some kind of black technology that Pattilina has done in a frenzy on the Klein Continent. Yes, although the things in the hands of these soldiers of the Seventh Legion at the moment look like the legendary heavy firearms, Jenn can guarantee that this thing is completely a product of magic from the inside out.

That's right, a product of magic.

In fact, ever since she had been training the soldiers, she had been obsessed with guns and gunsmoke. Unfortunately, Patilina wasn't a researcher, and she might be able to take the guns apart and reload them. But as for the craftsmanship needed to make these things, Patilina couldn't conjure them up out of thin air. For this reason, she has been coquettish to Jenn, but Jenn has no way to deal with Patilina's request -- if he had the ability, he would have given those demons a gun in the lower realm to make a revolution.

In the end, Patilina had no choice but to build a gun, as long as she could have the shape to fire!

Fortunately, there is no endless road, and if you just want to look like it, it is not troublesome. In fact, the most troublesome thing about Patilina's need for firearms is that the Klein Continent does not have a sufficiently mature gunpowder process. Only the dwarves made a powder gun. It's basically the level of the 15th century, and it can't be used at all. But that's not a problem for Jenn, anyway, all Pattilina wants is to be able to shoot and breathe fire, isn't it?

The next step is naturally simple, the shape of the gun is directly created by the blacksmith. The only thing that's slightly troublesome is the interior, but for Jenn. It's not a big deal either. In fact, his solution to this problem is very simple, he places a small trigger inside the gun - this kind of thing is used to trigger magic traps, as long as the corresponding magic trap is touched, the magic inside can be triggered.

The next step is simple, as soon as the soldiers pull the trigger, they will trigger the trigger placed inside the gun, and then touch the magic circle etched into the muzzle of the gun, so that the magic can be activated. As for the magic itself, it was simpler, and the lowest-level apprentice spells, such as fire bombs, were the most suitable to use as "ammunition" for firearms. The only thing that is a bit of a hassle is that maintaining these magic arrays requires high-quality magic crystals. This is also where the whole firearm costs the most. It can be said that this gun alone cost Jenn a full three million gold coins, and with the series of weapons that Patilina brought with these soldiers, the cost was probably hundreds of millions.

Jenn didn't care, though, though it was a bit of a waste, and strictly speaking, this firearm could only deal with some low-level magical creatures, not even fireballs. But it's in convenience. Besides, Patilina is Jenn's subordinate and number one fighter. also contributed a lot to Jenn, and spending some money to satisfy her willfulness was just a gesture for Jenn. Anyway, the money is not earned by yourself, and it is a big deal that it is not enough to grab it.

These days, you can't do anything as fast as robbers to get money.

At the same time that Jenn was full of emotion, the battle situation in front of him also quietly changed. The skeleton soldiers, who had managed to break through the first layer of defense, had absolutely no resistance under the staggered fire net. Although they had tried to use their shields to fend off the onslaught in front of them, they continued to advance. But alas, the shield in their hands is clearly not an invincible artifact. Under the stormy blow, they may be able to block one or two attacks, but after three, four, or even more times, they can no longer withstand the incoming fireballs. It was completely engulfed in flames, leaving only a pile of pitch-black residue.

Everything went well, but for some, it wasn't so smooth.

"What the hell happened to Everfree Harbor!?"

Holding the telescope in his hand, Magus glared angrily at the place that seemed to be engulfed in flames, and when he looked at it, he could see explosions and fires one after another, and the flames that rose into the sky even the curtain of darkness seemed to be dyed red. Of course, if you look at it in general, then it can be considered that the advance of the undead army is very smooth, and that port has been conquered, and it has completely turned into a hell on earth. But Magus himself was well aware that this was not the case. Instead, he could feel as if it was a boundless black hole, and no matter how many undead creatures he sent to rush at it, they would be completely devoured by the other party without mercy. This frightened Magus, who, as a great lich, could guess what was going on there. Clearly, someone had set up countless magical traps there to prevent them from landing. But even Magus himself felt that this idea was extremely ridiculous, and if his guess was true, then the other party had spent a lot of money to stop him. This was not the style of the Templar Order, and what made Magus even more puzzling was why the other party was willing to stay in such a small place as Everfree with such great strength. You must know that this is not a military powerhouse, and even if you don't attack here, the Chaos Coast will still fall. In that case, why didn't the other party move all this to Eternal Winter City? If that's the case, then it's probably a bit difficult for me to lead the undead legion to capture the Chaos Coast, but this .........

Thinking of this, Magus hesitated a little. In his opinion, there must be a reason for things to go wrong, is this a trap, or is it some other intention? Now Magus felt that he should gather more information before he started. Unfortunately, as undead, it is difficult for them to infiltrate territory controlled by the Templars. It's easy to say in peacetime, but in wartime, it's hard to do.

Thinking of this, Magus tossed the telescope aside and stared at the harbor in front of him, which had been stained red by fire on the side of the Chaos Coast. He wanted to get closer to observe, but he was afraid of the other's haunting shelling. You must know that the blow just now caused half of his fleet to suffer heavy losses, although only a few ships were sunk, but Magus can be sure that if he does it again, then his half of his fleet will probably be doomed. He couldn't make such a decision, although those low-level cannon fodder were infinite, but the high-level undead class of ghost ships was limited, and if that one knew that he had lost so many ghost ships, then his good days would be over.

However, the situation over there must be investigated.........

Thinking of this, Magus was silent for a moment, and then, as if he had made a decision, he took out a small horn from his bosom.

“―――――！！”

A low horn sounded, echoing across the gloomy sea.

"It's the voice of the dragon."

Hearing the sound of the horn, Tinidel, who had been sitting silently beside Jenn, moved slightly, and then spoke.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, the commander sent this time is Magus."

"Magus?"

Hearing Jenn's curious inquiry, Tinidel also nodded, and then explained.

"Magus is one of the four generals, although his ability and strength are the lowest among the four generals, but he is loyal enough to Klein, and every time Klein sends a mission, he can do his best. Because of this, while his abilities are the weakest of the four of us, he is also the most trusted of Klein among us. ”

"More popular with him than you?"

Hearing this, Jenn couldn't help but make a small joke about Tinidel, but Tinidel didn't react at all. In fact, Jenn also knew very well that Klein could not trust Tinidel enough, not to mention that Tinidel's identity as a dark fairy princess alone was enough to become the biggest obstacle between the two. Not to mention that Tinidel is always cold to the outside world, and Klein is a rigid guy, and the two sides have never communicated at all. Otherwise, Klein wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Tinidel was planning to kill Jenn, so he secretly harmed him.

Thinking of this, Tinidel also glanced at Jenn and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Magus has always been cautious, Jenn. He must have sensed the situation on our side, so Magus will definitely find a way to investigate what is going on on our side. And the sound of the horn just now is probably the signal. He's summoning the Spirit of the Bone Dragon, and I think we'll probably be in trouble soon. ”

"There will be trouble."

Hearing this, Jenn smiled slightly, and he put down the teacup in his hand. Looking at the sky in front of him, he saw that behind the dim and heavy clouds, a low, thunderous dragon roar suddenly erupted, piercing through the fire of the explosion and the thick clouds, echoing across the sea. However, to Tinidel's surprise, Jenn did not show the slightest nervous expression in the face of this scene in front of him. Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a slightly mocking smile.

"But I don't know whose fault this is........."

As he spoke, Jenn turned his head and looked at the girl beside him.

"Elise, I'll leave it to you."

PS: It's been really hot in the past two days, and the highest temperature today is 31 degrees, which is terrible............

PS2: Happy Holidays Everyone............ (To be continued.) )