Chapter 1073 - Gelled Fuel (2/2)

Back in the Taquila age, the Union’s Blessed Army had not been able to move freely around an outpost without being protected by witches who had been able to block off or clean out the Red Mist. Given that, the army consisting of the common people had been responsible for demolishing the demons’ mist storage towers. Every time the Union had launched an attack on an outpost, the Blessed Army would have suffered a heavy loss, and all the common soldiers would have been killed in the battle.

The Union could not have afforded to launch lots of such attacks which would have quickly consumed its strength and resources. Once they had been surrounded by lots of outposts, they would have abandoned their land and run for their lives.

With napalm bombs, the demons’ outpost would no longer be a major threat to the city. The fire could not only destroy their facilities but also dispel their Red Mist.

Hearing that rubber worms could provide raw materials for making napalm bombs, which could easily burn down a demons’ outpost and clean out the Red Mist around it, Pasha had immediately agreed to raise these worms in the Third Border City. Alethea, who had complained a lot about these strange worms in the beginning, showed great enthusiasm in them after knowing their use.

In fact, Roland already had enough weapons for long range attacks by now. Even without napalm bombs, he could also let his army shoot down all the moving things in an outpost with those firearms before sending them there. However, he still hoped that the alchemists could successfully produce some napalm bombs. If they did, he would not have to prepare that much gunpowder for the battle, which could significantly reduce the burden on the chemical plants.

He was really delighted to see the light red gel, but he still had some concerns about it.

“Does it have to be a human being’s blood?”

“No, Your Majesty,” replied the alchemist. “Please rest assured. An animal’s blood also works. I’ve tested it. The only requisite for the blood is that it has to be fresh.”

Roland felt much relieved hearing that, but soon he thought of another question. “Why does it have to be blood?”

“Well…” Kyle was speechless.

“I think the reason lies in the worms’ origin,” said Pasha. “The Multi-Eyed Monster used them to capture and store its preys. Blood may be one of the triggering conditions causing them to react. Although they were left behind by the monster, their instinct still exists.”

“That’s a reasonable explanation,” Roland thought. “The monster apparently didn’t store its preys as food. It’s more likely that it was collecting information about the other species. Given that, it’s possible that it would let the worms store them as jelly.”

‘No matter what, let’s start to develop the new weapon as soon as possible,” said Roland. “Now that we have the ideal gelling agent, the remaining work will be easy. You can let the alchemists from the old king’s city take care of it. After all, you need to take a good rest now for your future exploration into the chemistry world.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Kyle said with a hand on his chest.

“I’ve an idea,” Pasha said suddenly.

“Oh, what’s it?” Roland looked at her and asked.

“We can bring a special guest to the weapon test,” she replied while swaying her main tentacle cheerfully.

Roland immediately realized who she was talking about and asked. “Is that demon still alive?”

They had transferred Kabradhabi’s soul into a crippled body to confuse its mind and had taken the chance to interrogate it and get much useful information. Unfortunately, since it had gotten used to the human body, it had remained silent. Apparently, it would not give them any more information. Roland had left it to the Taquila witches, thinking that it would either kill itself or get tortured to death by the vengeful witches. Surprisingly, it was still alive.

“Yes, it’s alive and well. It eats up all the food we bring to him every day.” Pasha said.

It seems that it doesn’t want to die at all.

It refuses to surrender or confess.

It’s confidently waiting for the complete failure of humanity, believing that it’ll be free sooner or later.

It’s so ambitious and determined.

Is it because it thinks being killed by some bugs is a huge humiliation?

Roland thought and smirked mockingly. “That’s a good idea. Let’s take it to the weapon test.”