The demon moon has no sun, something that hasn't changed for thousands of years. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sky is always a gloomy and gray curtain, and when you look up, you can always see snowflakes drifting in the wind, the difference is only the size. In weather like today, the occasional drop or two can be seen as snow stopping, and most of the time, white spots will occupy the entire sky, falling densely into the white earth.

Therefore, this white light is particularly eye-catching, and the glow that breaks through the ground instantly reflects the surrounding snow, as if the gray world is a little brighter.

Phyllis involuntarily held her breath.

The gaze seems to freeze at this moment, and everything seems fast and slow.

The light quickly dimmed, turning into an orange-red fireball. With this change, the ground outside is arched!

This was definitely not an illusion, and she could clearly see that the flat snowfield was rising upwards in a supple arc, as if the snow was pressed not with mud and rocks, but with flowing water that could change shape at will. At the top of the arc was the red fireball, which was still rising, as if trying to break free from the earth's restraints.

And it did—and the next scene, almost in the blink of an eye, erupted from the ground with smoke and flames, tearing the curved surface to shreds! Both the cage and the beast turned into ashes in front of it. It was only then that the earth-shattering roar reached her ears, and at the same time, there was a heart-pounding tremor!

"Boom―――――――boom boom ―――――――"

In an instant, the earth shook!

Phyllis subconsciously grabbed Agatha and opened her mouth to say something, but was blocked by the oncoming air current. The spectators on the city walls were also blown to the ground, and it took a while to recover from this incredible explosion. There was no cheering, no cheering, everyone was stunned by the scene, and the only thing they could do was to look up at the rising wall of smoke.

That's what it is...... Key?

She swallowed, mortals now possessed such terrifying powers, even high-level devils could not survive such a manic earth fire.

The red sun was getting darker, and only a few scarlet fires loomed in the black smoke, but the billowing smoke had leapt into the air, as if it were in contact with the clouds. The explosions sent up pieces of dirt and beast flesh fell with a clatter, and a bloody rain of mud fell in the surrounding snow.

Looking at this scene, Phyllis finally understood where Agatha's faith came from.

With this earth-shattering power, mortals have a chance to contend even in the face of brutal devils.

However, she could never understand why Roland Wimbledon called it art.

Is explosion art?

......

Lightnin was completely intoxicated by the cold wind full of gunsmoke, and the roar completely awakened the longing in his heart.

It turns out that this is chemistry!

It turns out that this is chemistry!

He looked at his companions, Rayleigh and Achill, the former chief alchemists of the royal capital, and saw that their eyes gleamed with the same light. This kind of light was incompatible with the appearance of the two of them gradually entering aging, and he vaguely remembered that it was only when he entered the alchemy workshop in his teens and was officially accepted as a disciple that he showed such a look.

Lightnin felt like she had finally found the direction she had been chasing all her life.

It is to attract everyone's eyes like the sun.

Only chemistry can do this!

Unfortunately, he was now nearly fifty years old, and it would have been nice to have seen this twenty years earlier, and had understood the power of chemistry earlier. It's not the flames and smoke of the burning of crude snow powder, it's more pure light and heat.

Thankfully, now he finally knew.

Looking at the astrologers who were still stunned on the side, Lightning couldn't help but smile.

From now on, only one name will be left behind in 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!

The thought of so many chemical explosives in Medium Chemistry that he couldn't help but want to jump into the experiment.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Ask for a lab from Kemo Stow. ”

"Same as I thought. ”

The three of them opened their mouths in unison, and they all proposed.

Lightnin finally looked back at the long-standing pillar of smoke and walked towards the laboratory.

......

"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 in a dry voice, "Because of this?"

It could be seen that he was frightened by the powerful explosion, and his face was still a little pale, and one hand was tightly grasping his sister's arm.

"Because no one can resist Roland Wimbleton," said Edith slowly, "the fiefdom nobility is insignificant in the face of such power, and as long as he wants the kingdom to become, the kingdom must become." He said that there was no need for the nobility, and that from that moment on, it was time for the nobility to give up their place - unfortunately, most people were still unaware of this. ”

Although he said regret, there was no trace of regret on his face, and there was even a feeling of schadenfreude.

Cole Kant pursed his lips, "We...... Also aristocracy. ”

"But it's no longer a feudal nobility," Edith led him to the battlements, where the people were gradually moving away from the walls, and the surroundings were much more empty, and the scorched ground in the distance seemed to have been plowed over and over to Cole's eyes, "The reason why nobles are revered is because of wealth and power, not the land beneath their feet." So the nobility will not really disappear, just like this plain, whether the surface is broken or neat, snow or green grass, the essence will not change. Neverwinter is the starting point of a new era, and if you want to become a nobleman of the new era, you must integrate into the new rules of your majesty. ”

Cole felt as if he understood, but he didn't, but under his sister's years of accumulation, he still nodded, "I'll stay here and stop arguing about going back to the Northland." ”

"That's right. And don't you think it's far less fun to run an unchanging piece of land than to explore new rules and new powers?"

Cole looked up at his sister's pretty face.

Under the blowing of the north wind, her long hair is like the smoothest satin in the wind, and her narrow eyelashes are upturned, matching the beautiful curve from the bridge of her nose to her lips, there is an indescribable beauty.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the flush on Edith's face seemed to be a unique expression of a woman when she was excited.

Could it be that my sister would be interested in a column of smoke that soars into the sky?

Cole looked away, hiding the doubt deep in his heart.