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

The Herders chased in haste; the woman could no longer bother with modesty. Holding her headscarf, she ran for her life. Her long skirt was lifted by the wind, revealing her fair, smooth legs.


The Ganquan Tribe members on horseback couldn't help but swallow their saliva.


"Don't kill her! Don't shoot arrows!" The sneering laughter of Ganquan echoed loudly, "Play with her! Let her lead you and me to the old camp!"


Like a wildcat toying with a mouse, the members of the Ganquan Tribe scared the woman with strange cries while slowing down their horses.


At the edge of the dense forest, the sparse vegetation offered no cover for the woman. She fled deeper into the forest, her clothes torn by the brambles, exposing more skin.


The men from the Terdon Tribe grew increasingly excited, shouting even louder.


The woman's strength gradually drained, and she ran slower and slower.


Ganquan roared with laughter as he drew a whistling arrow, stood up in his stirrups, and took aim to shoot.


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