407 Saleen’s Winged Skeleton Part 1 (1/2)

Saleen's trap was not complicated, however, it was hard to carry out. He had let Kredian bring all the mages that could be brought to the ice layer to set a fire trap, when an enemy rushed into the trap, it was surrounded within a sea of fire.

The burning time of such magic flames did not last too long but it was incredibly hot. Even with that, it melted the thick layer of ice. When the flames surrounded an enemy, Truman had fired the magic cannon from the White Rock mountain, completely destroying the ice layer. Any enemy within the target range was either sunk into the sea or killed by the magic cannon.

It was hard for the magic cannon to strike a moving target, but for an enemy that was trapped in such a situation, a magic cannon was even more terrifying than a forbidden curse.

”Master, what do we do with these prisoners?” Jola asked at the side. He was worried that Saleen might kill the rest in a fit of anger. In Cloudflow, there was a saying that killing prisoners was not auspicious and would bring bad luck to the one who gave the orders.

”Separate them, then interrogate them”

Naturally, someone went to carry out the orders, Saleen did not need to say much. So long as Saleen did not point out anything, those in charge of interrogating the prisoners would keep asking until there were no other questions to be asked.

Saleen would not give the orders to kill these prisoners, there did not seem to be any important person among them. The enemy was almost destroyed completely and Saleen's anger had subsided. His side did not lose too many people only because in the battle, he had the advantage of horses. Even though many were injured, the mages had already prepared a large amount of restorative water before the battle.

Kredian did not look too good. When he was setting up the magic array, he did not know that together with the magic cannon. It could cause such devastating effects.

Thousands died in the attack and those with weapons had almost been trapped to death by the magic array and struck down into the sea. The few soldiers that had not been trapped by the magic array were weapon-less and a single strike by Saleen's army had left them crumbling.

Kredian had not imagined that he would kill so many people. If he was asked to killed thousands of soldiers, he would definitely be soft-hearted.

The soldiers behind held onto the magic lamp, Saleen looked at the large hole in front of him as he was deep in thought.

The powers of this magic cannon were greater than what he had imagined. If enemies were to infiltrate the White Rock mountain and kill the defences at the top in the future. The magic cannon could destroy the fortresses near the coast. The destructiveness of this thing was many times more that of the magic stone artillery. It had a small body and could easily be taken away by enemies with a spatial equipment.

”Master, you can arrange for the fully constructed puppet to defend the magic canon.” The winged skeleton's voice sounded. Saleen was stunned before he finally realized that the Pan's Turtle alchemical boat must have already reached below him. He and the winged skeleton must be less than fifty meters apart.

”I know, Soldier. When this is over, go find the remains of the Second Dynasty combat vessel. Then take any ingredients that are worth fishing up. Nailisi has a dimension stone with her, let her do it.”

”Yes, Master, do you have any other instructions?”

”No, be careful and come back quickly.” Saleen sent the winged skeleton away before turning back to Sika and said, ”Sika, tell me, would there be any problem letting Judikaka and the rest swallow the spirits?”

Even though Saleen was not a death mage, he could still feel the thick aura near the battlefield. It was the powers of the soul energy that had condensed after death. Only those who had died in combat would have such powerful energies.

A priestess was very sensitive to such powers and Sika closed her eyes and silently felt before saying, ”There shouldn't be a problem. If this is left unhandled, there might be problems that way instead. Our city needs to do business. If the aura left behind from a battle is too strong, it will affect our income.”

”Yes, let Judikaka and the rest come then.”

On the top of White Rock Mountain, Truman was still sitting beside the magic nucleus of the canon. It had been used up and when Truman fired it, he had only calculated the coordinates that it would land. He had not expected such consequences by firing the magic canon consecutively.

He had killed thousands with his own hands. Even though Truman was not any ordinary person and took death in his own strides, these thousands of people were killed by him and a rush of disgust shot up from the bottom of his heart.

The magic cannon was not actually created for large-scale killing. It was meant to be used to destroy an enemy's heavy equipment like a giant fortress hammer or a war puppet that moved slowly. Using a magic cannon to kill normal soldiers was too much a price to pay.