Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"There's a way!"

Hearing Kang De say this, Hong San was stunned, "Since there's a way, why did you…"

Kang De looked around and quickly said, "There's a chance of repairing it, but the probability is not high. Moreover, if I can't repair it, it'll completely break. The reason why I didn't try earlier was because I was afraid of completely shattering it. After all, Preston has already called someone to repair it. If I completely break it, I'll become a spy. However, from the looks of it, I'm afraid they can't repair it! Since they can't repair it, I can try it!"

"In any case, the situation can't get worse!"

He gave a few simple instructions and used his shield to protect himself. He turned around and walked quickly, preparing to climb down the city wall.

The elf sharpshooter hidden in the wood essence leaf crown peeped at someone sticking his head out, so how could he let go of this good opportunity? He drew his bow and shot three times towards Kang De's back. Kang De waved his shield and blocked. The arrow collided with the shield enhanced by the iron wall and immediately shattered.

His gaze was gloomy as he said in a low voice, "Hong San!"

Hong San immediately held his shield in front of him to protect him. Kang De threw away his battle shield, grabbed the three hard bows placed at the side, and pulled out three arrows from the quiver on his body. He took a deep breath and activated his battle aura. With a buzzing sound, the three longbows were pulled back to the full moon. Then, the bowstring shot out and flew in the direction of the cold arrows!

In any case, it was only a rough shot. There was no need to care about archery!

Three streams of light danced, then with three loud bangs, intense flames suddenly erupted.

After Kang De shot the arrow, he immediately threw the bow aside without looking and jumped down the city wall. Hong San also rolled to the right to dodge. The former was a sinister thought that he had trained in shooting online games, and the latter was very knowledgeable. The two of them did not look at the three explosions.

In the next moment, retaliatory shots from all directions enveloped the place where the two of them had been standing.

When the supervising team at the side saw this, they pretended to shout. Hong San hurriedly threw the badge over and briefly explained the situation.

He finally passed. After all, Nick had given him the highest-level combat badge and had extremely great combat autonomy. Only then did he appease the strict supervising team member.

Since Kang De had descended the city wall, he ran all the way. The shouts of war had already sounded from all directions. The wooden puppet continuously advanced and was about to approach the city wall. The archers of the two sides had already begun to exchange fire, but the infantry was still passively beaten. Their battle still had to wait until the monster approached the city wall. Roots and stems wrapped around it and built the bridge.

At that time, it would be time to fight to the death.

Since ancient times, the difficulty of attacking a city was to conquer the city wall. The disadvantage of attacking from the bottom up was already very great, but the Wooden Gundam that the elves had pieced together overnight had almost completely matched this disadvantage. As long as this thing stuck to the city wall, the Twilight elite soldiers would easily reach the same battlefield height and compete fairly with the human soldiers. Once the advantage on the two battlefields was equal, the humans would definitely lose.

He had to do something.

Otherwise, not to mention persevering for three to five days, even today would be the day Valentine City was broken!

Not long after, Kang De rushed to Position 5.

A group of people surrounded him. There were about 30 to 50 of them, and they were sighing inside and out.

A middle-aged man in a robe was circling the catapult. Ignoring the blood and dust on it, he was almost stuck to it. His eyes were wide and he was sweating profusely. He was observing and calculating something. However, his expression was painful and his face was pale. He must have had a result in his mind.

When the people outside heard the commotion, they turned around and were stunned to see Kang De. "Who are you?"

Kang De did not answer and strode over. The situation was urgent. He glanced around. "Move aside!"

These were mostly craftsmen, apprentices, and geometers. When Kang De glared at them, they retreated. Kang De walked towards the person in the robe. The other party finally heard the commotion and said in confusion, "Who are you?"

Kang De asked, "You're a warlock? Can this thing be repaired?"

The other party was stunned, then his expression was worried and tears were about to fall, "I'm useless. The damage is too serious. Even if I change all the parts, it'll take a day. This is even under a situation where I can calmly mobilize manpower. After all, I have to dismantle, teleport, and disperse the residue of the spell. I'm really helpless…"

Before he could finish feeling sorry for himself, Kang De stepped forward and pushed him away. "Then move aside!"

The warlock was first shocked. His apprentices and assistants also looked angry. Before they could say anything, Kang De had already pressed his hands on the catapult.

Enchantment.

Elements were injected.

It was the composite elements absorbed from the white fog world.

Previously, he had been chased by the people of the Empire. In the dangerous situation, he could not bear to abandon the car and instead activated his iron son. Now, he did the same. If he could make a wooden son… he would accept it.

If possible, he hoped that it would be a daughter this time.

…I'm joking.

This was impossible.

The Autobot's situation was probably an extremely low probability event formed by multiple reasons. If every enchantment could enchant life, not to mention anything else, the tactical artillery induction device he had enchanted in a boring manner would undergo a very, very, very magical change and not explode into silicone fragments on the ground.

He only wanted to take a gamble.

What he bet was that the success rate of the white fog element fantasy enchantment was not illusory and unpredictable, but traceable. Just like the time the Autobot was born, the Hummer had undergone many enchantment modifications and poured his emotions into it. Now, this broken catapult also had countless magic components that carried the lives and hope of countless people. If his guess was correct, these two elements were complete.

As for the principle that determined the enchantment product… it was secondary.

"…Then let's take a look!"

Elements surged in and swept up a violent wind on the ground. With a thought, Kang De said sternly, "Everyone, retreat!"

When everyone saw the light circulate and the phenomenon appear, they were shocked and subconsciously retreated.

Kang De's mental strength spread out in all directions. Flesh, iron fragments, pellets, magic accessories, and many bunkers and induction devices for defense spell attacks were scattered on the firepower position. These elements-rich objects were extracted one by one and dissipated in the wind.

Elements of various sizes floated beside Kang De. He did not distinguish them and casually absorbed them. Then, they were all poured into the remains of the catapult.

Light flashed.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the catapult in disbelief, anticipation gradually igniting in their hearts.

They were under the warlock army and knew these war machines like the back of their hands. Even apprentices could tell that this catapult had already been completely damaged and was very difficult to repair, so their morale was extremely low.

However, now, seeing this commotion, they slowly became excited.

How magical was it to be able to repair a completely destroyed catapult?!

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the dense white ball of light. They were extremely looking forward to that scene.

When the light dissipated, the mighty and majestic catapult that emitted mechanical and geometric beauty would appear in front of everyone unharmed. Its performance would be no different from before. They would immediately enthusiastically throw themselves into the operation and pilot this Warbringer to project the power of destruction at the elves.

'In the name of Sulla, pray that your light illuminates us…'

As they prayed, they looked at this blazing light expectantly, even if it was very dazzling.

If the miracle had color, they hoped that it was this color.

However, in the next moment, the miracle turned as red as blood.

A thick cluster of red flickered from the center of the light. Immediately, it was like red ink dripping into water, dyeing the blazing light as dense as blood.

In this red light, the outline of the majestic catapult appeared.

Although the members of the warlock army were uneasy, they slowly relaxed when they saw this scene. No matter what color the miracle was, repairing the catapult was a good color.

They suppressed the excitement in their hearts and watched all of this.

This was because they could see very clearly that the stone puncture that had pierced the interior of the catapult had already disappeared. The outline of the catapult that appeared was the masterpiece of the Dwarven Engineering Institute.

Every part condensed the master's thoughts. Every structure revealed the simple and powerful beauty of a dwarf. It was the materialization of mathematics, the perfect fusion of machinery and magic, the sharp weapon of war, the giant who protected his home, the guardian of strength and beauty, and the powerful ruler of the battlefield!

Even the warlock in the lead had incomparable fanaticism and joy in his eyes.

He did not care what method this Cathayan used to repair the catapult. As long as it was repaired, he was extremely grateful to the other party. This was because after repairing the catapult, his ability would be useful!

He could not wait.

However…

In the next moment, everyone's expectant gazes suddenly became shocked.

This was because they saw from the outline that something strange was gradually bulging on the long and thick arm of the catapult.

—Wait! Stop! What's this structure? Fangs? There's a mistake! Why is there such a thing on the throwing arm? This doesn't conform to the principle of mechanics at all! It's meaningless!

Then, shock turned to dumbfoundedness, and dumbfoundedness turned to fear. The outline in the red light was undergoing a subtle change that they could not understand. Fangs, accessories, messy and meaningless rams and scythe blades—could it be that this catapult could charge?

…So, what was he doing?!

Soon, they obtained the answer.

The red light converged, like fog being dispersed by the sunlight. It was done.

The repaired catapult appeared in front of everyone.

"Hiss…"

The sounds of breathing rose and fell, and there was even a loud voice that almost sounded. It was as if a curtain had been revealed. The sudden impact almost made these artillerymen faint.

What… what was this?!

Logic no longer existed. The peak work of the Dwarven Engineering Institute, a great work that had fused the beauty of machinery and magic, no longer existed. Although the catapult in front of them was still a catapult, it could no longer be recognized. It had already become the shape of this Cathayan, and… it looked too terrifying!

What was with this dazzling red color? Where did the reserved and deep silver go?!

What was with this graffiti that was even uglier than a child's random drawing?! Was this terrifying ghost face a goblin? It must be a goblin! Why was it a goblin's face?!

There were also these meaningless fangs and bulges, the ram installed on the heavy catapult! There were iron blades embedded everywhere with unknown meanings! There was also a skull! Where did the skull come from?!

Also! There was also this craftsmanship! This nail equipment! This reinforcement!

Everyone trembled. Most of them were angry, and only a small half was shocked.

Their twisted expressions reflected the shock in their hearts. Anyone who saw the peak war weapon of the dwarves become like this would be like this. Not to mention anything else, the original iron protection of the catapult was three layers wrapped, and the surface was as smooth as a mirror. The location of every nail was exactly the same, and the distance was exactly the same. But now! Now! He had only casually nailed some iron sheets!

He was completely a drunk blacksmith apprentice who had casually thrown it while singing and dancing!

Their eyes were red as they stared fixedly at Kang De, who had retracted his hands.

Kang De took two steps back and finally saw the full appearance of this successfully enchanted catapult. Its form had already changed drastically. It had a rough appearance, ferocious accessories, red paint, and wild temperament. Fangs were everywhere, and iron plates were placed horizontally. It was large and good, and there was a f*cking wild aura.

He muttered, "How did it become like this?"

—We wanted to ask you!

Everyone was accumulating doubts and anger. Before they could flare up, they saw Kang De glare at them, "It's fixed. Hurry up and get into position! The city is still waiting for your artillery support!"

Everyone looked at this extremely subtle thing and their first reaction was—could this thing be used?

However, in the next moment, they immediately returned to their senses.

Even if they could not use it, they had to try!

The loading team, the firing team, the calculation team, the observation team, the maintenance team, and the artillery quickly got into position. When the warlock passed by Kang De, she stopped and looked at him with a strange gaze.

Kang De looked back. "What's wrong?"

The other party hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Are you human?"

Kang De glared at him and said, "What else?"

The warlock was shocked by him and did not dare to ask. He hurriedly shrank his head and jogged over.

Soon, the launch team discovered the first problem and could not help but say in panic, "Lord, the parameters are in chaos! We can't launch accurately and can only rely on rough estimates!"

Everyone could not help but look at the person who had caused all this. Kang De said impatiently, "Why are you looking at me? It's already good enough that you can fight. Does it matter if you can't aim accurately? Just think about it!"

That was the only way. Fortunately, other than the problem of aiming, there was no problem with the others. Although the shape was very strange and the craftsmanship was not flattering, the principle was similar.

The loading team placed a cut bullet on the launcher with various tools. The first shot was an ordinary stone bullet because they had to determine the landing point and could not waste precious magic shells.

With a thought, Kang De suddenly said, "Wait!"

Because a large number of elements had been extracted from the surroundings, there was still some left.

Be it the white fog elements or ordinary elements.

He quickly stepped forward and placed his hands on the stone bullet. Seeing his action, the surrounding people trembled, but they immediately calmed down. The catapult had already become like this. It did not matter what the stone bullet was.

Light flashed and turned red.

Not long after, the wind howled. A fast shadow roared out of the No. 5 firing position, swept through the sky, and blasted toward the advancing formation of the elves.

When the sharp battlefield observers saw all of this, they cheered and were surprised.

The shell descended from the sky with a terrifying scream and struck a walking wooden puppet. With a bang, the branches and leaf crown on the left side of the wooden puppet were cut off horizontally. An invisible shock wave spread out with a bang, and rich blood-like things splashed everywhere. Chaotic things were everywhere. Many elves were smashed to the ground. The fragments of the stone bullet struck the ground and knocked down another team!

God knew what this was!

This was only an interlude in the intense battlefield. Magic flew everywhere, and a rain of arrows roared. The battlefield was in chaos. The magic of the two sides shot at each other. The human projection team shot arrows at the wooden puppets, but the flames that rose were easily extinguished by the elf mage. They were useless. Only one wooden puppet was ignited, and the fire was rapid. The mage was also held back tightly and could not extinguish the fire for a moment.

Compared to the intensity of the battlefield, this stone bullet was not very loud. Many soldiers did not notice this.

However, there were still people who noticed.

Behind the battlefield, on the elf command platform, the commander of the Dusk Legion suddenly stood up and stared fixedly at Valentine City. He muttered sternly, "Why is there an Orc Tyrant in the city?"

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