Magic Or Forbidden Curse? This Thing Is Called A Nuclear Bomb

The empress looked down at Ye Ren with her majestic eyes.

She had thought that Ye Ren would salute her in horror, but she didn't expect it.

Ye Ren actually showed a look of regret——

"Why don't you wear stockings... It's a pity that you don't wear stockings on this leg..."

"?"

The Empress slowly put out a question mark.

Good guy, for many years, no one has ever dared to say such unreasonable things to himself.

But it's strange that the empress doesn't feel angry.

On the contrary, I think Ye Ren is quite real, at least more real than those hypocritical nobles.

"Veronica, can I call you that? Or should I call you Your Majesty?"

"you..."

The Empress has a strange expression on her face, after knowing my identity, you still want to call me by my name?

What a daring guy

"interesting."

Ye Ren, much more interesting than those nobles.

"You just asked me what weapon I made, I will answer you now.

Ye Ren backhanded out his own fruit, two different grenades.

The empress stared blankly at the two iron bumps in his hand.

this is...

arms?

"Are you kidding me?"

"That's the crime of riding a king, I dare not."

Ye Ren shook his head and explained to His Majesty the Empress.

Seeing how she looks like she has never seen the world, even the emperor is a bumpkin.

After she saw the power of the grenade, she wouldn't frown all the time.

"This red one is a thermite incendiary bomb, which can create a high-temperature flame of about 5,000 degrees Celsius."

The Empress took the red thermite incendiary bomb from Ye Ren.

That's it, a weapon?

How to use it, hit people.

"Just look at it, don't touch it, this thing can't be extinguished when it burns.

The empress showed a disappointed expression.

She suspected that Ye Ren was just kidding herself.

This thing doesn't look like a weapon no matter what, and it doesn't even have a trace of magic power fluctuations.

Ye Ren ignored the disappointed eyes of the Empress, and continued:

"The temperature on the surface of the sun is about 5,500 degrees Celsius. Do you understand how terrifying this thing is?"

The empress sighed silently.

Disappointed, really disappointed.

Although chatting with Ye Ren is easy, but she doesn't like Ye Ren's character—

Bragging, whimsical, grandstanding.

If you want to show off in front of me, you don't have to make such outrageous jokes.

"There is also this, the sonic resonance grenade, which is powerful and has a wide range, so it can accidentally injure your own people.

"enough."

The Empress interrupted Ye Ren's introduction.

Her expression became calm, and her tone and attitude became cold.

Fortunately, I just saw a glimmer of hope after seeing the big box pulled by these three carriages.

But...

But he made so many iron lumps by playing tricks.

There are no magic circuits.

There is no alchemy matrix.

Not even a weapon.

At least you can get a magic staff... or even some swords!

As a result, three boxes of iron blocks were shipped.

"I... am very disappointed in you, Ye Ren."

"?"

Ye Ren raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he saw the Empress's eyes froze suddenly.

She looked in the direction of the border defense line——

"How dare you launch a surprise attack now?"

General Bartley was now swearing and carrying a huge ax in his hand.

Magic power surged all over his body, and he stayed at the forefront of the defense line.

No one expected that the insidious Langlot Empire army would suddenly launch an attack at this time.

Caught off guard, St. Antis rushed to fight, and Rizhaomian suffered a big loss.

"A bunch of bloody Langlot dogs!"

"Stop them, don't let any one go.

"Brutal collision!"

The St. Antis army roared, but the oncoming Langlot enemy army charged with alchemy spears.

The melee mage of the first Poland Lott combined with the alchemy weapon is outstanding.

And then there's magic flying all over the sky.

When the scene was chaotic, there were soldiers on fire everywhere, and corpses swallowed by the mud.

The wreckage that was chopped into a skeleton by the wind blade was chopped into black coke by the thunder.

General Bartley coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He was seriously injured and was not healed, but the enemy general repeated his old trick, and a flaming dragon sneaked in.

With his fall, the morale of the St. Antis empire fell to the bottom instantly.

People's faces were ashen and their bodies trembled.

Despair swallowed the entire St. Antis army like a virus in an instant.

"It's over...the general is down..."

"Keep it, I can't keep it anymore."

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the defense line was on the verge of collapse, at this moment.

She is coming.

Her Majesty the Queen, the most powerful of the Saint Antis Empire, appeared.

Seeing her appearance, the soldiers of St. Antis showed hopeful eyes.

Bright golden light slowly bloomed from the empress' body.

With a cold snort, thousands of Langlot Empire troops were shocked.

They looked at Her Lady Empress with fear, not daring to act rashly.

Beneath the eyes of the empress looking down on the world, there is a touch of determination——

She is ready to make a move, it doesn't matter what the curse is.

You must hold the line of defense, even if you pay the price!

at this moment.

"Everyone, retreat 20 meters and retreat behind the defense!"

who is shouting

Such a strange voice.

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, but saw the face of the Empress suddenly change slightly.

"(Good King's) How did he come?"

This is a battlefield, did that guy really come here with the iron lumps of the three carriages to mess around?

"All? Are you deaf? I'll tell you to back off!"

Seeing that the soldiers did not respond, Ye Ren frowned angrily.

The Empress was very angry and retreated? Wouldn't that be giving up the line of defense?

"Veronica! Make them back off! Come on!"

Being watched by so many soldiers, he was called out as a doctor in public.

The empress clenched her fists in an instant.

Why the hell did I tell him my name!

"Veronica, trust me!"

Calling her own name again, the empress tried her best to maintain the composure on her face.

But she had already seen the expressions of surprise or horror on the faces of the soldiers.

Who is that black-haired boy? How dare he call Her Majesty the Queen by her name.

Could it be...