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Chapter 350 - 295 Alchemical Bomb

Chapter 350: Chapter 295 Alchemical Bomb

The walls of Raven City, although towering, could be scaled with enough time, and Lind believed that his Great Knights wielding picks could overcome them.

However, standing before him were the Lord Reven, the Crystal Mage, and even the Black Catfish Prince, along with the red nun he had never seen before, likely representing mountains just as formidable.

He had to muster all his spirit and attention to crush such "walls," relying solely on himself.

Nevertheless, Lind also accepted Lance’s suggestion; he wouldn’t insist on attacking alone but would coordinate his entire legion to act with him.

Equipment such as catapults and other siege engines were already prepared, invested heavily as siege Alchemical Tools for potential future siege warfare.

"Alchemical Bombs"!

"Alchemical Bombs" retrieved from Space Barrels were carefully placed on the special catapults crafted by the Dragon Skin Armorer Barton.

The Undead crept over to help quietly.

The layers of intricate protection had fully piqued their curiosity.

Then, they saw the mysterious military weapon that was never sold nor appeared in games, whose complex and exquisite design caught the eye at first glance.

The weapon was initially stored in cushioned boxes, about the size of two watermelons, each easily hoisted by a Great Knight.

This was a 24-sided polyhedron, engraved with numerous Mystic Runes, where Magic Runes flickered as if breathing.

The polyhedron occasionally rotated like a Rubik’s cube, the crisp clacking sound easily reminiscent of falling dominoes.

[Alchemical Bomb: Capable of generating terrifying destructive power, including flame damage, psychic damage, and blasting effects, ignoring 50 defensive power — a military weapon from Star Dragon City]

At Lind’s command, the first Alchemical Bomb was launched by the catapult.

The manufacturing process of the Alchemical Bomb was not complicated; stuffing enough material inside and letting it explode was not difficult—it was just a product of immature technology combined in a tedious way.

In the scientific world, bombs require the accumulation of explosive power, just as in the Magic World, only replaced with Mystic Rune energy and other forms.

Discussing power without considering the explosive mass is nonsensical, so to ensure absolute power, Lind had invested substantial funds and costs.

If technology was lacking, the shortage would be offset by money and mass.

Every 1g of explosion represented a significant investment of resources.

The production costs were high, each bomb thrown could have cultivated a mature Great Knight fully armed for the battlefield.

The appearance of the Alchemical Bomb was somewhat Magic Punk because its underlying manufacturing logic came from the Mechanical Cult, which also formed one of the cornerstones of Lind’s domain development.

He held no outdated rigidity typical of the Old Nobility; anything that could aid his development was embraced, whether Undead, Ghosts, Curses, Machinery, Magic Potions, Spices, or even Bugs could become his power.

It was this choice that allowed him to stand here today.

The power of the Alchemical Bomb was quite satisfactory; Ghost Selena’s assessment was that the damage caused by one Alchemical Bomb was equivalent to a second-level ring. Lind had already been rated as a third-level Knight, and even the flames spat from Alex’s burst neck blister had been rated as third-level.

Yet, no warrior rated at second level had ever emerged among Lind’s followers.

Investing heavily in making Alchemical Bombs was a desperate measure, which is why Lind never expected the soldiers following him to carry on with him this far; perhaps, after defeating Goliath, they had reached their limit.

An arc traced across the sky, the searing Alchemical Bomb spinning rapidly in mid-air, its 24-faced polyhedron unlocking swiftly. With each fracture, a red trajectory was left behind.

The power of magic had begun to unfold.

When it reached the airspace above the walls of Raven City, the sky had already been marked by more than twenty scarlet traces.

The Crystal Mage stepped forward, clutching his magic wand in both hands, chanting loudly.

The soldiers on the wall could hear his voice and turned their heads toward him.

The orb at the tip of the wand erupted in dazzling brilliance, and as the mage forcefully slammed the wand on the ground, a huge crystal barrier shot up from the earth.

The ground dust billowed, booming incessantly.

They witnessed a terrifying force completely beyond human control.

Even from over 20 miles away, they could still feel the terrifying tremor of the ground.

The massive crystal barrier, like an open hand, blocked the inevitable path of the Alchemical Bomb,

Sunlight piercing through the crystal refracted dazzling, kaleidoscopic colors.

The bomb, dragging its 24 scarlet trajectories, smashed down and unleashed all its power upon the crystal barrier upon contact.

In a flash, bright light blossomed, and the earth-shattering impact shook the crystal barrier, with flames spreading like wings, the mere residual heat brushing against the walls causing extremely high temperatures to erupt.

Flames surged, Dark Flames rolled, as if sounding the charge for a charge.

Lind, leading the charge, dashed out. The Flying Dragon in the sky, sensing his movement, swung its wings and dove down, gliding almost at ground level.

As Lind leaped onto its back, the Flying Dragon beat its wings vigorously to gain altitude, the dust climbing the wings and rising.

Only then did the flames finally dissipate, and the people saw the crystal barrier still standing unscathed outside the city wall.

The soldiers of Raven City cheered loudly, realizing they were not entirely powerless after all.

Only the Crystal Mage knew his troubles, knowing that while he could continue to cast such magic, the enemy was using Alchemical Bombs, and given the scale of Lind’s march, the number they had prepared in advance was likely not small.

The second bombardment came.

Five catapults launched Alchemical Bombs, and even a powerful Crystal Mage couldn’t possibly block the bomb attacks from five directions in such a short time.

The bombardment of Alchemical Bombs continued without a pause, and the continuously rising crystal barriers finally failed to stop a bomb. A bomb with the power of two rings ruthlessly blasted a huge bowl-shaped crater in the city wall, spilling broken soil and tumbling stones both inside and outside the city.

The residents inside the city fled in panic, while outside, the spilled soil and stones piled up on the outer side, forming a ramp that seemed to aid the Rand Legion in launching their charge.

Meanwhile, Lind had already reached a slant above Raven City, riding the Flying Dragon. The spread wings blocked the sickly sun overhead, and a small half of Raven City’s residents, in horror, found themselves engulfed in terrifying shadows.

The entire city fell into anxiety and panic.