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Chapter 51 Magic Rifle

Through the recommendation of principal Blam, Zhou Ming entered the palace and met the emperor of the Doran Empire—

Kasinger Picaro.

He is 66 years old this year and has been in power for nearly forty years.

This emperor is tall and burly, with a smart and energetic look, and is also a great magician... Because of his higher cultivation, his lifespan is longer, and his daily maintenance is good, he looks only in his 30s.

Inside the magnificent hall.

After seeing Zhou Ming, Emperor Picaro stood up from his seat, walked down two steps, looked him up and down, and then spoke:

"I heard from Blum that you have an important treasure to offer to me. What kind of treasure is it?"

After giving the gift, Zhou Ming looked around in the hall for a week and glanced at the guards and maids standing in the hall. He didn't move his lips and looked mysterious.

Emperor Picaro understood and waved his hand, asking the guards and maids to retreat, making his curiosity even heavier.

After only three people were left in the hall.

A white light flashed in Zhou Ming's hand, and a bright silver "stick" appeared - about 1 meter long, the metal body, with exquisite patterns engraved on the surface, thin front and thick back, and a small hole with a index finger thickness on the front end.

A beautifully crafted stick.

This is the first impression that came into being in the mind of Emperor Picaro.

He spoke, "This is what you call a 'strategic value' weapon, a stick?"

Emperor Picaro shook his head, feeling that he seemed to be being played with his IQ.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Zhou Ming nodded.

"So, where is its 'strategic value'? Is it used to knock someone else's head from behind? My little one."

His face became slightly serious: "Little boy, you should know the consequences of teasing a great king." His voice was filled with a warning.

"I know, Your Majesty, I will show you its power now, but we have to find an empty venue for a test shot."

"No need, just do it here." Emperor Picaro waved his hand irritably, he had to do everything he could to do and didn't have so much time to mess around.

"Are you sure about your majesty?" Zhou Ming asked.

"Sure!"

"All right."

Zhou Ming nodded, took out a silver bullet from the space ring, stuffed it into the "stick" in his hand from the breeze, and half-squatted on the ground, through three points and one line, aimed at the red painted wooden pillar in the hall that was thick with the two people, placed it on the lower magic stone, and input magic power inward.

A trace of white light was emitted from the back end of the metal "stick".

"Buzz buzz ~"

A low and strange sound came out.

Then control a certain mechanism and pull the "trigger".

"puff!"

A high-speed bullet shot out from the small hole in the front end of the "stick", and made a "poof" sound when rubbing against the air.

"Bang~"

On the red lacquered wooden pillar not far away, a small hole exposed inside was exposed with white wood and the thickness of a thumb. After high temperature friction, a trace of black smoke was emitted from the hole, and a grilled aroma of wood came.

The small hole penetrates the entire wooden post and pierces the front and back.

Not only that, the bullet with unfinished strength also shot a small hole with a larger diameter by another red painted wooden pillar of the same specification on the same straight line.

And it was completely penetrated, and finally shot into the brick and stone wall at the end of the hall, embedded in a full 15 cm, almost shooting through.

this……

Picaro was a little surprised.

The inconspicuous stick in front of me is so powerful?

Zhou Ming began to explain to him:

"I wonder if your Majesty has heard of the 'magic crystal cannon'. My magic rifle is a point-power shooting weapon developed by imitating the principles of the magic rifle."

"There is a wind-based acceleration magic array inside it, which can give bullets two speeds."

"The faster the speed of an ammunition body, the stronger the penetration power of the bullet, and the more stable the ballistics."

"One is the high-pressure detonation speed, which uses huge pressure to push the bullet forward, so that its borehole speed can reach three times the speed of sound."

"It is extremely powerful. It can penetrate three wooden pillars that are thick with the body of a full-suited knight, or three steel plates with thick palms in succession, or even hit the head of a horse, and can penetrate from its tail."

"No matter what kind of creature it is, as long as a bullet shot from a magic rifle is caught in a vital part, there is basically no possibility of survival."

After listening to Zhou Ming's introduction, Emperor Picaro looked solemn and a light flashed in his eyes.

But then it immediately faded.

He shook his head: "No, if it is just like this, it is not a strategic weapon. Its power is far less than that of the Magic Crystal Cannon. I heard that in the Magic City, there are thousands of Magic Crystal Cannons, some powerful imperial capitals, and hundreds of them... The Doran Empire also wants to buy a few, but it is too expensive."

"Kid, this thing is a bit interesting, but it's far from being as good as the Magic Crystal Cannon."

The Magic City is located somewhere along the eastern coast of the mainland. It is the headquarters of the Magic Association and the source of production of Magic Crystal Cannons.

"Indeed, in terms of power, a magic rifle is not as good as a magic crystal cannon, but it can definitely be called a 'strategic weapon'."

"Because it has several characteristics."

Zhou Ming said: "First of all, its cost is very low. I say that your Majesty may not believe it. The actual cost of such a magic rifle is only 10,000 gold coins, which is only one thousandth of the magic crystal cannon."

"Secondly, its range is long, up to ten miles. Its appearance will increase the traditional combat distance of the magician by more than five times, and its shooting accuracy is high. After simple training, it can easily hit small and medium-sized targets two miles away. It has huge lethality and low noise during shooting, which can achieve the effect of sudden killing."

"The most important thing is that its shooting consumption is very small, and the consumption of magician's magic is amazing. Even a junior magician can shoot more than 10 consecutive times with this magic rifle (each shooting consumes 2 units of magic power), more than 50 intermediate magicians and more than 250 advanced magicians. No matter what level of magician it is, the power of the bullets shot with magic rifles is not weaker than the third-level earth magic [Stone Bullets Like Rain]."

"If multiple mages holding magic rifles shoot together to form a shooting effect of 'rain of bullets', even a great magician may not be able to withstand it."

"In other words, if there are more than a certain number of mages using magic rifles at the same time, even if the great mage comes, you don't have to be afraid."

"I heard that there was a 500-man royal mage group in the Doran Empire. I think if they were all equipped with magic rifles, their overall attack power would be substantially improved."

"So I think that a magic rifle that has both the characteristics of 'high power', 'low cost', and 'low requirements for users' is a strategic weapon!"

Listening to Zhou Ming’s story, Emperor Picaro nodded repeatedly.

When he heard it behind, the more powerful his head was on, the more shiny he looked out of his eyes.

"well!"

"This is really a good weapon, a strategic weapon!"

"Little kid... no, Mr. Leilin, the stick you designed... no, the magic rifle is really good!"

After taking the magic rifle from Zhou Ming's hand, Emperor Picaro kept rubbing his palms, walking around the hall, his face becoming more and more excited.

At this moment, he completely believed that this strange-shaped metal stick could be called a "strategic weapon"!

For a moment, various ideas came to his mind, such as reducing the recruitment requirements and expanding the number of people in the Royal Mage Group, from the current 500 to 1,000, and each person was equipped with a magic rifle to intimidate some medium-sized kingdoms that were unwilling to surrender.

For example, let the mage holding a magic rifle perform some special tasks, such as assassination, destruction, intimidation, etc.... it can be done without realizing it.

In short, with the magic rifle, the strength of the Doran Empire may be significantly improved a lot.

The cost won't be very high.

but……

The design drawings and manufacturing techniques of the magic rifle are in the hands of Zhou Ming.

If Zhou Ming did not take the initiative to hand over these materials and relied on the Doran Empire's own magician to explore, it would definitely take some effort.

Zhou Ming said there was no problem with handing over the information, but he had a "small condition", which was to enter the tenth floor of the library of Gray Magic School and check the information for several hours... He did not have high requirements, so he just gave him three or four hours.

"this……"

Emperor Picaro was a little hesitant. Of course he knew what this kid meant, but compared to the design drawings of the "magic rifle", those books and materials about [Forbidden spell magic] are of course of higher value.

But this kid has a sense of responsibility, only saying that he can check it for a few hours...

"All right!"

Emperor Picaro nodded and said to the principal Blam: "I apply with the emperor's power to allow Mr. Leilin to enter the tenth floor of the library, but it is only three hours. Mr. Leilin, please seize the time."

"Yes." Blum nodded.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhou Ming bowed twice in a row with ecstasy expression.

Then, under the guidance of a guard, Zhou Ming was sent out of the palace.

In the main hall, only Emperor Picaro and Principal Blam were left.

Both of them had a bit serious expression.

"Bram, that kid is a talent. You must find a way to keep him in the empire and let him serve the empire."

"I know." Blum nodded.

"If he had to leave the Doran Empire... then, kill him!" A trace of hostility flashed in Emperor Picaro's eyes.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!
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