Mage? Spell Engineer!

It takes time for the Emperor's wrath to fall.

But not for long. When six special artillery shells were specialized in [Guided Shot], they accurately landed in the urban area of ​​Opfer.

In an instant, six colorful hemispherical shock waves rose. When these transmutation dust released energy, the "shock wave" shattered, releasing an invisible but extremely powerful magical tsunami.

The black mist everywhere it passed was annihilated, and the abnormalities everywhere disappeared in an instant.

Those crawling believers of the Mother Goddess who were immersed in psychedelics and indulgence were instantly knocked back to their original form. Their mutations disappeared, but the injuries they suffered and the tumors and bone spurs they developed did not disappear. They just lost the gifts of the Mother Goddess. Deadly enough for them.

The landing point selection was very subtle, and the "Tsunami" perfectly covered the entire city, leaving almost no dead spots.

The corrupted archmage Saga was forced to emerge from the elemental form, but his body had been destroyed. After the extreme turbulence of magic power washed away, what fell out of the flames was a viscous, shapeless corpse. His soul He is still imprisoned here, echoing the unparalleled words of the Mother Goddess.

Gregory was equally miserable. Before he could recover from the fatal blow from the Archmage, he was washed away by the scream of magic again. Now he has lost his human form, revealing his true nature after Orward gained new power:

A lump of dark flesh and blood that is constantly proliferating and devouring itself. It is like a living shadow, but it also has a variety of disorderly connective tissues, blood vessels, and nerves.

Obviously without the gift of the Mother Goddess, he would not be able to hold on for long.

But Gregory can still laugh - a puddle of mud has lost its mouth, but every cavity can be turned into a mouth to make a sound:

"Have you been stabbed in the back by William?" He sighed again about the power of the new weapon: "It's really powerful, but the current situation is not something you can solve."

The six brilliant special bombs were a signal, and other imperial troops closer to Opfer took this as a signal and began to tilt their artillery fire wantonly.

Whether it was old-fashioned solid bullets or newly equipped air-burst bombs, they were all pulled up for bombing.

There were even more than ten gunboats, each carrying a large-caliber naval gun, swaying hard along the Oder River, bringing Opfer within their range.

After one round of front-line artillery bombardment was completed, the train gun controlled by Richard's department was cooled down and loaded again.

In a world without magic, the train gun's firing interval might be terrifyingly large, but now Richard and other military mages can quickly cool down the barrel. Although thermal stress will reduce the life of the barrel, their orders at this time are to use Use all means to fire as many shells as possible.

The No. 2 bomb is a special high-explosive ammunition.

Richard also didn't know when the empire developed this high-performance explosive. It was said to be secretly imported from special channels, and it was only enough to equip these giant cannons with several tons of heavy shells.

Maybe it's dwarf technology. Richard thought randomly.

There was a subtle deviation in the timing of each gun firing and landing, so that the deafening blast lasted six times at Opfer.

You finished singing and I came on stage. After Richard's cannon finished firing, the gunboats, field artillery, and mortars on the front fired a new round of salvo.

Not only that, there are also airship troops present. They can now enter the sky above Opfer freely because there is no ominous and dangerous black fog. These air units fired another round of tilted explosives, and the last two magic-killing devices did the final cleaning.

The whole process lasted about three hours.

When all the cannonballs on the train were fired, two of the cannon barrels were severely deformed. Without Richard's magic to repair, reshape and strengthen them, a terrible explosion would be the inevitable outcome.

At first, the soldiers who carried out the order were still doubtful. Now that they had put their confusion behind them, it didn't matter whether Opfer was irreversibly contaminated or not.

When countless cannonballs landed, buildings collapsed, and rounds of firepower poured out, razing the glorious city to the ground, leaving those who witnessed the "feat" numb and excited.

Destruction, unleashing destruction wantonly without worrying about the opponent's counterattack. After experiencing wars large and small, these soldiers can experience unparalleled pleasure.

Although it was once still a city belonging to the empire.

Richard began to perceive again. He carefully extended his perception range and gradually approached Opfer. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no more obvious pollution.

It would take time for the troops to unlock the fasteners of the train gun. He stood aside and continued to read Wilhelm II's letter.

"I believe you have completed your mission. You are my most trusted minister, general and spell caster, Richard."

Yes, Your Majesty.

He continued to look down, but his pupils couldn't help but dilate a bit:

"Perhaps for you, and for many Imperial soldiers, this will be the last major mission.

“After careful consideration, our country has reached a secret armistice agreement with the Valois Republic.

"Their conditions are not harsh, especially with the mediation and intermediary of the Istani people. What is important is that these 'noble people' who claim to bring changes to the continent of Ferallon are now expressing their deep feelings for the alliance. Deep worry.

"This is a humiliation to me and to us, which means that in their eyes, the Alliance will be more of a threat than my Empire.

"But at this moment, I can only use this shame, because in this way, they are even willing to provide implicit support. There is no need to elaborate on this matter.

"From the moment of the armistice, the title of emperor will become a function word, and the territory I actually rule will shrink to a size almost close to the Kingdom of Marin. In other words, we can negotiate with the alliance in a more flexible manner in the future.

"Maybe the empire will become a historical term like the old empire, or maybe it can regain its glory again, but that will be a thing in the future.

"My people and I feel deeply tired, and countless problems have plagued generations of people who have experienced the war. Even the brave and capable Kingdom of Marin needs to endure, take a breath, and reflect on why we are where we are today. This is the point.”

William II's decision and his frankness in the letter surprised Richard. Next, the emperor, no, now essentially the ruler of the Marin Kingdom, chose to give up like this.

He then read the last part of the letter, and somewhat understood what William II was thinking:

"Magic, magic, and all supernatural powers should be treated with caution. Now the whole world is abusing them, and correspondingly, disasters caused by these supernatural things are becoming more and more frequent.

"They will only sing about the blessings brought by miracles, and never talk about the heavy price to pay, or even the end of the world, as they themselves admit. However, these spellcasters, especially the guild, insist that the Order is It is the source of all disasters.

"They're actually exactly the same. I know that.

"The race that thinks they are wise will eventually be swallowed up by their greed and misuse of miracles. I will take this to make up my mind to carry out what was not completed during the war - to ban all magic and divine arts.

"We will watch with cold eyes, and those who abuse their power will eventually swallow the bitter pill. When the outside world is destroyed, the land left by my ancestors to protect me will become the last pure land.

“At that time, we will return with the most proud attitude and build a perfect, more solid and purer world.

"As long as within the scope of my rule, only one kind of magic is allowed to be researched and used - the technology of other magic is prohibited, and only one spellcaster is allowed to exist in my country, an outstanding mage, that is you, Richard.

"I long for a friendship, so I will absolutely respect your will, even (obliterated) even if you choose to join the alliance, I will still thank you for everything you have done for me and the empire.

"Yours, William."