As soon as he walked from the wooden house to the yard, Mu Zhong's mind moved and a piece of information appeared out of thin air in his mind.

New Magic:

[Sky Star Cannon: After this magic is cast, it can generate a special magic prop "Sky Star". After the "Sky Star" is locked in the sky, it can fire a powerful beam cannon at the geographical coordinates locked below.] (Level 2 magic)

“….”

"At this time, I gave me a shelling magic..."

"I really don't know if it's a coincidence or a coincidence." - Two 'coincidence' with different meanings.

………….

Mu Zhong has some inhuman perception. After reading the letter, his "feeling" was sure that Mao Taita was no longer alive.

People cannot be resurrected when they die.

He also decided to go to the other party’s grave to send a few flowers.

Now is just a question of when to set out and how to arrange it before departure.

"There is more than a week left in this school year. Let's go after the holiday."

"well……"

………

Don't have the heart to read.

"I'm idle, I'll try the 'Star Cannon'."

He just took a walk, relying on his feet, walking from the woods by the lake to the desert area.

After entering the desert, he came to the depths of the desert in just a few minutes.

Stop.

...

It was dusk at this time, and the huge sun was in the extreme distance, connecting to the horizon.

There are gusts of wind, sometimes big and sometimes small, and the yellow sand is floating, not charming, but may catch the eyes.

Facing the sunset sideways, the wooden clock raises its left hand and makes its palm forward.

Cast magic: Star Cannon.

In front of his palm, the white light quickly gathered into a light ball, which shattered and turned into a magic prop that looked like a "small satellite".

"It turned out to be a satellite cannon." Mu Zhong now understood why the explanation of this magic was like that.

...

The main body of this "small satellite" is about the same size as a barrel water bucket. The two "small wings" are spread out individually and have a length of about one meter and four meters.

Although it looks like a ‘small satellite’, it doesn’t look very similar in detail. It looks like a simplified ‘mini satellite figure’.

After more than ten minutes of looking at it, Mu Zhong let the "small satellite" go and let it rise straight.

——This is an upward test.

As the rise of the "small satellite" increased, Mu Zhong's mood gradually became solemn.

"Will it be too high?"

1 km...3 km...7 km...10 km...12 km...

When it reached about 15 kilometers, the "small satellite" arrived at the warning area set up by the college.

The wooden clock can remotely control the 'small satellite': "Stop rising."

"15 kilometers is not the limit, and the power of destruction cannot be reduced. What exactly does this magic... want to do?"

Perform a translation test.

The "small satellite" about 15 kilometers away from the ground is doing various linear movements under the remote control of the wooden clock.

“The turn is not flexible enough…”

"The straight line speed is OK..."

"It should be almost done."

"Coordinate locking, ray warning." - One of the functions of the 'small satellite'.

In the darkness, a red light as big as a grain of rice landed straight from the sky, shining on the desert area, on the top of a sand dune.

“Cancel the ray warning.”

——The red light disappears.

"Sky Star Cannon, fire."

The moment the 'launch' command was determined, a huge beam of destructive light bombarded vertically from a high altitude to the previously locked position within a short zero point and a few seconds.

Pong!!!

The huge roar and shock waves fluctuated on the ground, causing huge storms.

...

The wooden clock is one kilometer away from the bombardment point, but still feels a considerable amount of wind.

“No obstacle ahead.”

The speeding passage opened and he rushed over against the wind and sand.

Bombing point.

It was originally a good sand dune, but now it is replaced by a huge hole about 30 meters in diameter. Looking down, even if it is not considered the part that has been filled with sand, it is still hundreds of meters deep.

“…”

Beam-type shelling magic focuses on penetration rather than explosion.

This "Sky Star Cannon" is like a "satellite laser cannon", which is more than a magic cannon.

"This is not the magic cannon I want..."

Mu Zhong was stunned for a moment at the huge pit caused by the light beam, then threw down this sentence and left here.

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………….

In the next few days, Mu Zhong quietly searched for information related to "Sizhou" and followed up on current affairs.

Although his actions were done secretly, he also knew that his actions would not escape the observation of those who were interested.

That afternoon.

Mu Zhong met Demit when he went to the store area to sell vegetables.

The two of them simply greeted each other.

Demit smiled and said, "Brother Mu Zhong, go to my shop and sit down."

This is not as simple as "sitting for a while", but Mu Zhong nodded and agreed.

"Um."

....

I went to the ‘Ghost Needle Weed Grocery Store’, and it was the room that last time was surrounded by a bunch of magic herbs.

Demit brought two cups of nectar as tea for entertainment.

After doing this, he spoke out: "Yan Yi is very unhappy."

Mu Zhong's thoughts were not on his face: "Oh..."

"He asked me to bring you a word."

"What's the matter?"

"Well... I can't say it was him. He didn't ask me to bring you a message."

"Ha? I heard it a little confused."

...

Demit smiled and said, "Well, it's actually like that. Last night, the guy said a lot of messy words to me, and he had everything. I concluded from it that he hoped I could bring you a message."

Mu Zhong also smiled: "I'm obedient now."

When it comes to the serious business, Demit looked serious: "Some words cannot be said, I should be as streamlined as possible. You can expel anything the Fire Dragon tribe wants, but you can't destroy it. That bastard can do whatever it wants."

After he finished speaking, he shut up and stopped talking.

Both of them looked at me and I looked at you and they were silent.

After more than half an hour of quietness.

Demit smiled again, and he waved his hand: "Sorry, sorry, I'm too cautious. Those superior races, no matter how strange the methods are, sometimes they will be warned, and they can't say more, and they really can't say more."
To be continued...