Chapter 723: Earth-Shattering Power

The demonic month had no sun; this had been the case for thousands of years.

The sky was always a gloomy, gray canvas. Looking up, one could always see snowflakes fluttering in the wind, differing only in size. On days like today, when only one or two flakes occasionally fell, it could be considered a lull in the snow. Most of the time, however, white dots would occupy the entire sky, densely plummeting into the white earth.

Therefore, this white light was particularly striking. The radiance that burst from the ground instantly illuminated the surrounding snow, as if brightening the gray world by a few degrees.

Phyllis involuntarily held her breath.

Her vision seemed to freeze at this moment, everything appearing both rapid and slow.

The light quickly dimmed, turning into an orange-red fireball. With this change, the ground a hundred zhang away bulged!

This was definitely not an illusion. She clearly saw the flat snowfield arching upwards, forming a smooth arc, as if what was under the snow layer was not soil and rock, but flowing water that could change shape at will. The apex of the arc was the red fireball, still rising, as if trying to break free from the earth's constraints.

Then it did—the next scene happened almost in the blink of an eye. Smoke and flames erupted from the ground, tearing the curved surface to shreds! The fireball soared into the air, billowing black smoke rising dozens of zhang, unfolding into a towering wall before her eyes. Whether it was a cage or a demon beast, it turned to ashes in front of it. Only then did the earth-shattering roar reach her ears, bringing with it a heart-palpitating tremor!

"Boom———————Boom———————”

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled!

Phyllis subconsciously grabbed Agatha, opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but was blocked back by the oncoming airflow. The audience on the city wall were also blown off balance, and it took a while to recover from this incredible explosion. There was no cheering, no applause. Everyone was stunned by this scene, the only thing they could do was look up at the ever-rising wall of smoke.

Is this... the key?

She swallowed, could mortals now wield such terrifying power? Even high-level devils could not survive in such manic earthfire.

The red sun had become increasingly dim, with only a few scarlet flames flickering in the black smoke, but the rolling smoke had risen to mid-air, as if merging with the clouds. The soil and demon beast meat sent flying by the explosion fell with a crash, raining a bloody mud on the surrounding snow.

Watching this scene, Phyllis finally understood where Agatha's confidence came from.

With this kind of earth-shattering power, even when facing brutal devils, mortals had a chance to contend.

However, she still couldn't understand why Roland Wimbledon called it art.

Is explosion art?

…

Lightning was completely intoxicated by the smoky, cold wind, the roar completely awakening the desire in his heart.

So this is chemistry!

So this is what chemistry is!

He looked at his companions—Reilly and Al, the former chief alchemists of the royal capital—and found the same light shining in their eyes. This light was incompatible with their aging appearance. He vaguely remembered that only when he was in his teens, entering the alchemy workshop, and being officially accepted as a disciple, had he shown such a look.

Lightning felt that he had finally found the direction he had been pursuing all his life.

That was to attract everyone's attention like the sun.

Only chemistry could do this!

Unfortunately, he was now nearly fifty. If he had seen this scene twenty years earlier, if he had understood the power contained in chemistry earlier, how good it would have been. Not the flames and smoke produced by the crude burning of snow powder, but a purer light and heat.

Fortunately, he finally knew now.

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

From now on, the sage's learning would only leave a name, and the other would be completely forgotten.

He wanted everyone to feel the power of explosion, to praise the greatness of chemistry!

Thinking of the many chemical explosive schemes in "Waiting for Chemistry" that he could try, he couldn't help but want to immediately plunge into experiments.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Apply to Kaimo Strale for a laboratory."

"Same as I thought."

The three of them spoke in unison and proposed the same suggestion.

Lightning finally glanced back at the smoke column that lingered for a long time and walked towards the laboratory with brisk steps.

…

"Now you understand why I wanted you to stay in Neverwinter City, right?" Edith touched Cole's head.

The latter was silent for a long time before saying in a dry voice, "Because of this?"

It was obvious that he was frightened by this powerful explosion. His face was still pale, and he held his sister's arm tightly.

"Because no one can resist Roland Wimbledon," Edith said slowly, "Feudal nobles are insignificant in the face of such power. As long as he wants the kingdom to become something, the kingdom will become something. He said that nobles are not needed, and from that moment on, nobles should give up their positions—unfortunately, most people have not yet realized this."

Although she said it with regret, there was not a trace of regret on the face of the Pearl of the North. There was even some gloating.

Cole. Condor pursed his lips, "We... are also nobles."

"But no longer feudal nobles," Edith led him to the edge of the wall. At this moment, people were gradually leaving the city wall, and the surroundings were much more empty. The scorched ground in the distance, as if it had been plowed over, clearly fell into Cole's eyes, "The reason why nobles are admired is because of wealth and power, not the land under their feet. So nobles will not really disappear, just like this plain, whether the surface is broken or neat, snowy or lush, the essence will not change. Neverwinter City is the starting point of a new era. To become a noble of the new era, you must integrate into the rules set by His Majesty."

Cole felt like he understood, but he didn't seem to understand. However, under his sister's years of accumulated power, he still nodded, "I will stay here and stop clamoring to go back to the North."

"That's right. And don't you think that managing an unchanging piece of land is far less interesting than exploring new rules and new powers?"

Cole looked up and looked at his sister's pretty profile.

Under the blowing of the north wind, her long hair fluttered in the wind like the smoothest silk. Her narrow eyelashes curled upwards, matched with the beautiful curve from her nose to her lips, there was an indescribable beauty.

The only thing he couldn't understand was the flush on Edith's face, like the unique expression of a woman when she was excited.

Could it be that his sister would be interested in a towering column of smoke?

Cole averted his gaze and hid this doubt deeply in his heart.

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