Chapter 78: Breaking the Balance of Power (4 more, please follow up)

  Chapter 78 Breaking the Balance of Power (4 more, please follow up)

  The main body of the alchemy cannon is a hollow metal cylinder surrounded by three metal prisms as a stable support. It is placed on a rotatable base that looks like a millstone, and the whole body is covered with dense and complicated inscriptions.

  For ordinary people, these inscriptions are like high-level math problems. Just seeing those symbols makes them feel dizzy and dizzy, and even feel almost crazy when they stare at indescribable things.

  But for those who can understand, the inscription on the alchemy cannon is actually quite simple.

   "Let me see... Well, the city guard is right. The overall structure of the gun body is fine, the gunpowder is dry, and the crystal sand is also very pure... Sure enough, there is something wrong with the ignition inscription."

It would have taken a few minutes to check, but because of Scott's prompt, Ian found the problem immediately - when Viscount Grant was fighting with the indigenous monsters, every minute and every second was as precious as gold, and he checked carefully What is the problem with the inscription: "Well, it turned out that the sixth inscription was used to ignite. Stability is stable, but it cannot work in wet areas and water."

   "Who maintained it? So lazy!"

   There are a total of 103 basic structures in the inscriptions. No matter how high or low, almost all inscription circuits are constructed by these basic inscriptions.

The igniter of the alchemy cannon is not complicated, but generally speaking, it uses the No. 12 inscription that is prone to high heat as the main body, but this may be a bit complicated, and it will fail quickly, so the person who maintained it last time was lazy and replaced it. It has been shortened to the No. 6 inscription that is more stable and simple, and can be applied in a narrower range.

   "It doesn't matter if you change it back to No. 12 or No. 11."

  Ian took out a knife from his pocket. Although it is not a professional inscription carving knife, the requirements for low-level inscriptions below Sequence 20 are not high, not to mention that he does not need to meet the imperial firearm standard, and he can barely use it a few times.

  Relying on the physical fitness of a sublimator apprentice and the control he has exercised in the past two months, Ian inscribed almost the most standard inscription structure.

  Buzz!

   After the restoration of the No. 12 inscription was completed and the Unicom optical cartridge was connected, an extremely bright white light lit up, and the inscription formations released brilliance, and the surging heat set off a hot wind, hitting the faces of Ian and Scott.

"it is good!"

   Wiping off his sweat, he breathed a sigh of relief. It was also the first time for Ian to really get started with maintenance. Although he had good grades, he had never been to the front line because of his young age and the protection of Elder Pude.

   Now that he can succeed once, it can only show that his basic skills are indeed solid.

  At this moment, with the help of the inspection and maintenance just now, Ian even roughly figured out the working principle of the alchemy cannon.

The gun barrel itself doesn't have anything to say, it's just an ordinary metal barrel, heat-resistant and strong, the real point is the structure of the base - the ignition process of the gun is quite special, it uses high-heat inscriptions to ignite the gunpowder dust, and then uses the gunpowder dust to generate The high-heat airflow hits the pan-crystalline sand, instantly producing a large amount of charged dust, and detonating for the second time.

Pan-crystal sand is a kind of fine alchemy material. It is pale white and has a delicate and astringent feel. Under high heat and high pressure environment, it will sublimate rapidly and become ultra-high pressure high heat plasma in a very short time, and release extremely high intensity current, thereby accelerating the projectile.

  This is also the principle of crystal sand explosive, a terrible lightning explosive, and if it is used as a percussion primer to push the shell...

   "It's not a cannon at all...it's a heat gun!"

Realizing this, Ian was shocked again. In fact, he couldn't fully understand the principle of the alchemy cannon. After all, in a world with psychic power and alchemy, he was a bit dazed when talking about earth science, but the specific physical phenomena could still be understood. The: "Directly use high-pressure plasma to push the warhead? Is it so insane? The damage is completely overflowing."

That said, but the boy knows very well that there are giant beasts in the world of Terra that cannot be used by ordinary artillery. The giant crocodile outside the tower is an excellent example. Slightly injured.

   As for Viscount Grant's power armor? Not to mention, dodging a cannonball is probably the same as playing.

   "Forget it, there will be opportunities to study the principles in the future."

  Although he was reluctant to part with it, Ian suppressed his curiosity and stopped studying the structure of the alchemy cannon.

  He turned the base of the cannon, started to activate this big killer, and aimed towards Harrison Port, which was dark in the night and shrouded in torrential wind.

   "Can you...see?"

At this time, Scott carried the door panel downstairs on his body and covered Ian's head to prevent the boy from being disturbed by the falling lime debris. He also looked at the shooting window in front of the muzzle, but he could only see a blank Rain Screen: "Even if you hit..."

  The young city guard swallowed the second half of the sentence, but Ian's eyes lit up with water-colored halos, and the boy replied with a chuckle, "Don't worry, you can see clearly."

   Paused, his tone became solemn: "Besides, I can definitely hit the nail on the head."

  Concentrating and holding his breath, Ian raised his brows lightly, and the halo of psionic energy in his eyes was like a faint moonlight. This was the first time for him to control a cannon, and it was also the first time for him to actively push the psionic energy to the limit that he could control now.

  In an instant, the entire east of Harrison Port City was shrouded in the vision of foresight, turning into a mist field, releasing different halos.

  The two most conspicuous... Viscount Grant, who is armed with ether, and the Great Shaman, who is driving the swamp crocodile, are also within his binocular observation range!

"Well…"

As if his brain had been hit by a heavy hammer, Ian felt that countless sparks burst out like a bomb exploding in front of him, streaks of bright red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and nose, and even his body felt hollowed out, exhausted. It's like doing the difficult exercise requested by Hilliard for more than ten hours in a row.

  This is the price of forcibly spying on a large area and being far stronger than yourself.

   But in contrast, in Ian's eyes, there are also two huge purple mist. They are fighting, colliding, and exerting their power to each other, using water, steam, mud, and rocks to attack and defend.

   In the direction of the Viscount's Mansion, there is still a little purple mist.

   "The second energy level... is purple? It seems that the Viscount's Mansion really has treasures."

Taking a deep breath, Ian used the breathing guidance technique. He consumed the source matter stored in the source seed and the glycogen stored in the liver to relieve his current fatigue: "The smaller but more solid one is the Viscount, I don't need it." Pay attention to him and concentrate on observing that crocodile..."

   Following the words, the halo of mist representing the crocodile gradually became thicker, and the spiritual energy echoed its own wishes.

   Soon, the purple mist reflected in Ian's blue eyes became a mass of constantly flowing and changing images like thermal images.

  However, the most important thing is that there is an extremely obvious 'vulnerable zone' with extremely thin fog on the side of the body of this crocodile composed of a lot of dark purple mist!

   "Such an obvious weakness?"

Ian was taken aback. He really wanted to find the weak point of the crocodile, but he thought it was the eyes, or the base of the tail, or the soft abdomen. He didn't expect that the old crocodile actually had old injuries: "Look It looks like it was cut open by a sharp knife and penetrated into the internal organs, who is so powerful?"

  Not thinking so much, he controlled the cannon to turn—the cannon base, which usually requires two people to turn with force, slowly turned under the power of Ian who used the source quality.

   And then, launch!

Click, the blazing white light blooms, the high-heat gunpowder airflow is fully mixed with the pan-crystalline sand, making it instantly sublimated, and a dull thunder explodes in the base of the alchemy cannon—and this thunder pushes the cannonball, ejecting a long jet from the muzzle. The two-meter-long arc flames bombarded the crocodile that was still fighting with Viscount Grant at a speed that surpassed the sound!

  Boom! With the sound of shelling that hadn't been heard for a long time, the mud shield on the left foot of the crocodile was splashed and exploded, causing the giant beast to sway in pain.

   But that was all, the furious Crocodile even turned its head, and its six scarlet pupils locked on the slightly tilted tower not far away.

  —Works, but misses the mark!

   This crocodile is like a small hill that moves and constantly repairs itself. Unless it is bombarded continuously with an entire artillery force, it will be difficult to cause fatal damage!

Ian silently wanted to reload. Since he missed the first shot, he would shoot again. At this moment, Scott raised a cannonball and walked over. He had already taken it out when the boy was aiming. Stockpile of shells aside, ready to help Ian with his second launch!

"…thanks!"

   Looking at the resolute young city guard with some surprise, Ian nodded and joined hands with Scott to quickly load the shells.

   Then, facing the crocodile that turned sideways and insisted on attacking the tower regardless of Viscount Grant's attack, Ian calmly opened the vision vision again, correcting the error of the last shooting in his mind.

   He takes aim.

   Immediately afterwards, it launched again.

  Boom! The blazing white flames lit up, and the flying shells were like shooting stars, tearing apart the dark night.

   At the same time, with the sound of ripping and rotten leather, a big mouth burst out from the flank of the crocodile dragon!

All of a sudden, including Viscount Grant, everyone saw in astonishment that the gigantic beast let out an earth-shattering, angry and painful howl, and the hot blood was gushing out like a volcano, and even large groups of people could be seen. The flesh and blood fragments spilled out!

   The balance of power in the battle situation is broken!

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  (end of this chapter)