Mage? Spell Engineer!

At this time, the fire in Opfer City had gone out, but a thick haze descended.

It was hard to say what was shrouding this place. The billowing smoke was the tiny particles after burning, and those who had resurrected from the dead were also spreading clouds of poisonous mist.

The cultists gathered in large numbers. The high-ranking officials and nobles of this city had long been infiltrated. They were either tempted to join the underground cult voluntarily, or threatened and controlled by divine magic.

The crowd began to fall into illusions and carnivals. Some people's nightmares of fear and some people's dreams of desire overlapped at this moment. They couldn't see each other clearly in the thick smoke, but just danced and vented their desires.

Bang! A crazy cultist was blown off half of his ribs by the firewood carrier with [Magic Missile], but he was still running wildly, which was beyond the caster's expectation.

Soon the running man succeeded. He looked haggard, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman under his long, charred hair. His slender hands were almost like claws, and he quickly grabbed the wizard's face.

"Ah" The firewood bearer didn't know why, the other party easily penetrated his magic armor, and his fingers began to dig into his eye sockets and pierce his eardrums. The attacked person lost his original senses, but he saw and heard new things.

The blood flowing out of the hole gradually turned black, the skin of the injured firewood bearer began to crack, and the wounds gradually formed dense runes.

Soon he lost his original mind and began to chant blasphemous ancient poems, and the "holy marks" on his body burst out more black mist and pus and blood.

Every "blessed" spellcaster and those whose magic power is high to a certain level will undergo such changes. They will become the "radio station" of the mother goddess and spread the "gospel" from deep underground.

The original nobles ordered their servants to kill each other to please the "mother" and pray for her mercy. The luxurious ladies now used limbs and bone fragments instead of gold and silver jewelry to decorate themselves, and their children were thrown into the fire, making a bursting sound.

The city fell into disorder, and abnormal life and death alternated rapidly.

The biggest difference from the pollution in the past is that almost all the polluted people can hear the call of the Mother Goddess. In the past, only ambitious people who hated society used the power of the Mother Goddess to penetrate into the main material world to achieve their own goals, and those powers were mostly chaotic and foolish.

Now may be a landmark moment. The "Oracle" is no longer exclusive to a few fanatical people who delve into the most profound ancient sects. He has awakened a part of Him, and with the efforts of the Northern Church represented by Gregory, He has found the first window to speak to the world.

Under the cover of black fog, the whole city began to "deviate". With the blasphemous chanting, large-scale sacrifices and rituals that never stop, it was gradually infected by the power and will of the Mother Goddess and dragged into a special quadrant in the symbolic world, belonging to His kingdom.

Opfer's abnormality was seen by all the assembled troops.

The imperial army has surrounded the city in accordance with the emperor's orders, and even asked the accompanying wizard to cut off the Oder River.

Next, they cleaned up the village. Because the firewood bearers had dealt with the most troublesome group of believers before, the imperial army was particularly relaxed. In every settlement they came to, all the people were shot and all the buildings were burned.

Finally, the cannons were set up and aimed at the dark city that was shrouded in ominous and blasphemous.

Richard's unit was an exception. The emperor specifically instructed the command center not to tell him the "clean up" order. In addition, the railway gun had a long range, so Richard's position could even be said to be far away from the front line. He only saw thick smoke rising from various places on the horizon, and could not even see Opfer.

The cannon had a range of 120 kilometers, and his unit was at the end of the railway network, about 84 kilometers away from the target Opfer.

No, in fact, he could know something. For example, Richard, with his perception of the same level as the great wizard and even beyond the perception of ordinary high-level spellcasters, had fully realized the filth and evil forces in the environment.

He focused his perception from the circular diffusion to the direction of Opfer, and he could hear countless wailing and the low hum of a certain existence. Richard was shocked and stopped his action immediately.

As expected, what the emperor said was true. Opfer was already a dead city. Perhaps William II had anticipated it a little too late - the great wizards and guilds were not that tenacious, and now it was clear that the church had the upper hand.

In Richard's hand, there were still a few pages of the emperor's handwritten letter that he had not read, but William II had specially written at the end of the first page that he should give priority to executing orders and not be delayed by other things and miss the opportunity to fight.

His temporary orderly was Franz. Because the war in the empire was not going well, and he was no longer trusted by his colleagues, Richard was afraid that Franz would be treated unfairly and suspected like himself if he continued to stay in the military academy, so he simply brought him to his side.

"Pass my order and prepare for the first round of artillery fire." Richard ordered Franz.

The railway gun itself was ridiculously large, and the size of the shells would naturally not be small. Each one was about the same size as a four-wheeled carriage. The ammunition prepared for the first round was still a very special alchemical shell.

It looks no different from other shells on the outside, but the warhead is not filled with gunpowder, but transmutation dust, and behind the firing pin is a multi-layer oscillating crystal core similar to the first-generation anti-magic device. Once the firing pin is squeezed and touches the core, the transmutation dust will be released instantly, detonating the layers of oscillating crystals.

It can be said that it is the pinnacle of the current empire's anti-magic technology. Compared with the outdated machines carried by the airship, it can only be used once, but all its power is concentrated at the moment of blooming.

After several months of assault, Franz, regardless of how many words he knew, had learned the commands of the Imperial Army. At least he had been on the battlefield: "All six guns, load No. 1 shells."

Richard watched his men busy on and off the railway guns. They first used winches and cranes to send the shells to the operating platform of the loading port, and then pushed them onto the slide rails and slowly sent them into the barrels.

Then they had to tighten a series of valves and flanges to make sure that nothing would easily fall apart and be withdrawn under the huge recoil.

"Adjust the direction and position." The second command sounded, followed by the sound of steam engine transmission and iron wire hinges running. Because their barrels were too thick, long, and heavy, they even needed a tower crane-style cable structure to help lift the barrels, and the torque required for pulling was also provided by the winch driven by the train engine.

"Ready."

"Wait." Richard stopped Franz from giving the last command. He soared into the air and touched the six giant guns one by one. This was to open the eyes and give them [Guided Shooting].

Low-level wizards may enchant bows and arrows and guns, and guarantee a certain degree of accuracy; on the battlefield, well-trained imperial spellcasters can manipulate field artillery shells. Now Richard has to enchant several tons of shells that need to fly more than 80 kilometers, which is far beyond the concept of "one-ring magic".

So he asked the gun crew to aim first, and he was just "icing on the cake" for correction.

Everything is ready, the last step is to wear earplugs, keep a safe distance, or go to the control room, or go under Richard's protection.

"Fire!"

Boom! The sound caused by the shell leaving the barrel and the recoil alone is louder than the sound of ordinary shells exploding.

The emperor's six judgments crossed the sky.