Yin Zidian

Is Magic really just a wish machine?
No! In a universe where Magic truly exists, the ultimate nature of Magic must be as simple and aesthetically pleasing as the laws of physics.
This is the story of a mass-produced magical war tool who learned the ultimate nature of Magic.
But what of it?
Just as birds can fly without understanding aerodynamics, magicians can use Magic without grasping its ultimate nature.
Learning the ultimate nature of Magic doesn't mean the tool can instantly transform into a great magician.
But yearning for knowledge is a human instinct, and curiosity is the primary driving force of human civilization. Even for Magic, which should seemingly defy explanation, humans hope to understand its inherent operational laws.
The pursuit of Magic's ultimate nature requires no reason!
The story in this book takes place in an era where steel and gunpowder dance together.
Here, firearms are on the rise; armor remains the main character; military theory is changing rapidly, with endless innovations in systems and techniques. And this world has something more than ours: Magic.
The world is undergoing a profound transformation, and no one can remain detached from it...

Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters

He also composed his features, speaking solemnly and seriously, "I know you don't believe me. I swear on my parents' graves that I will never ask you about any secrets of the Divine Arts—without your permission. How is that?"


"Without my permission?" Caman scoffed coldly.


"Maybe one day you'll tell me voluntarily?" Winters' smile was suggestive.


"I can tell you now," Caman said, astonishingly.


"Divine Arts come from devout faith in the one and only savior. The Divine Arts do not belong to me, but are actions of the Lord through me. You wouldn't understand," Caman spoke coldly to Winters, "You, a non-believer, want to use Divine Arts? Convert first."


"Is that so?!" Winters was thrilled, "I'll convert right now! You teach me!"


Caman clutched his chest, bent over, and took a while to catch his breath.


"You..." Caman looked at Winters, about to speak, then stopped with a complicated expression, "You... you have changed."


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