"Jixiang, what exactly is this thing? It is so powerful, if it is thrown into the crowd when the two armies are facing each other..." At this point, Xuanyuan Yao's voice stopped abruptly, and a fishy smell appeared in front of his eyes.
Covered by the red blood mist, it seemed as if he had already seen the scene of stumps flying around.
Where is the war?
It was simply a one-sided massacre.
Moreover, the production method is so easy and the materials used can be found everywhere. Even Prince Yizun, who is used to seeing life and death, dare not continue to think about it. He vaguely feels that his little vixen has just opened a door for him.
It led to a world he had never imagined.
Jixiang sighed.[
"Maybe, I shouldn't do this." The existence of gunpowder can change the pattern of the entire world. Whoever gets it in hand first will surely become the overlord of the generation.
But similarly, countless people will die tragically because of it.
No matter whether they think about it or not, no one will prevent this fate.
Even an expert like her who had mastered firearms and ammunition to a certain level would eventually die in the hands of her own masterpiece.
Ji Xiang suddenly lost interest in teasing Xuanyuan Yao. His mouth was flat and tasteless, "I'm cold and hungry. Let's go back."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away, leaving King Yi Zun far behind.
Xuanyuan looked at the fiery red figure from afar, and suddenly saw the deep sadness hidden in her strong pride.
It’s a crime to possess a treasure. Sometimes, having a powerful ability that others covet may not be a blessing.
He didn't care to continue being shocked, and quickly stepped forward, hugged her from behind, and dispelled the uneasiness, "Jixiang, don't worry, no matter what, I will protect you to the end. Unless I die, no one can hurt you, Xuanyuan
I swear an oath here to heaven and earth. If I violate this word, heaven will punish me and earth will be destroyed, and both humans and gods will be angry."