Struggle in the Steam Age

"Boom—boom boom." Just when the silver liquid level dropped to the point where the obsidian obelisk protruding from the bluestone could be seen, a special explosion like a large-caliber mortar suddenly came from the intersection not far away. Voice. This shows that the magistrate on the city wall began to order the mortar to fire in the direction just set after discovering that the enemy's reinforcements were approaching in an attempt to prevent the enemy from continuing to advance.

"How long do we need?" Lawrence raised his head and asked, the seven judges who came with him were indeed elite, but the number was too small. If the enemy attacked the door, it shouldn't last long.

"25 seconds." Nora said and made a special gesture with her hands on her chest, and then a few drops of silver liquefied power of faith appeared on her chest and burned quickly. Relying on the rapid replenishment of these powers of faith. The silver liquid in the pit in front of Lawrence began to spin clockwise, and at the same time the liquid level dropped faster.

Naturally, the reinforcements of the rebels knew the importance of this place, so the superhumans in the reinforcements even broke away from the main force and rushed towards them quickly. Even in the room, Lawrence heard the sound of two magic gunners shooting among the teammates who were guarding outside the door.

"It will only take a minute for the rebel reinforcements to arrive here." At this time, the majestic voice of the team leader also came from outside the door. "So we'll bring you out in 30 seconds, or we won't have time to retreat."

Obviously, at this critical moment that involves tens of thousands of innocent lives, the judges of these tribunals will naturally put Lawrence's own safety ahead of opening up external communication lines.

Fortunately, after 20 seconds passed, all the silver liquid in the shallow pit on the ground disappeared. Only one thing that looked like a cast of pure silver remained at the bottom of the pit. But before he had time to see this thing clearly, he saw Nora swoop down from the air and put the thing back into the astral plane.

After the two of them packed up, the captain rushed in from the door and said, "You—" But before he finished speaking, he saw the huge pothole on the ground that could fit a person.

"Mission completed? That's great." The captain said with a smile on his face, "However, we have to run back quickly. The sentries have already found a large group of damned rebels rushing this way."

After speaking, the captain ran over like building the entrance defense line, while Lawrence and Nora followed closely behind. They didn't say anything when they passed the defense line in front of the goal, but all the players rushed out one after another. Behind them, a dozen guys who seemed to be rebel superhumans chased after them desperately with a look of frustration.

"It seems that they should have discovered that their magic energy disruptor is now gone." Nora complained to Lawrence through the connection of the soul. Obviously, the disappearance of the huge magical aura produced after the lead plate was removed just now made the rebels realize that the trap they had set up before had disappeared without any effect.

Although the fact that the previously deployed magic energy disruptor was destroyed is irreversible, this group of rebel transcendents still pursues Lawrence, and it seems that they want to kill them and give an explanation to the superiors at the same time.

[Elemental Arrow], Lawrence cast his newly mastered magic, and bullet-like elemental arrows were produced from Lawrence's fingertips, thinking about the pursuers behind him and flew over.

These zero-level magics flew towards the chasing rebel transcendents one after another like fast-firing revolver bullets, forcing them to take various means of defense. Especially those elemental arrows have various magical effects, so they sometimes have to stop to defend.

Except for Lawrence, the others also used magic or guns to shoot back desperately trying to stop the pursuers. But because of the huge gap in numbers, the distance between the two sides is rapidly approaching.

【Missile Storm】Look at the bullets fired by the opponent getting closer and closer to everyone, and at the same time the distance between the two sides is constantly shortening. Lawrence unleashes the magic again. These force field balls that can split again after hitting the enemy instantly stop the enemy's forward momentum.

"We're almost there." After rounding a street corner, the captain shouted to cheer everyone up. And Lawrence saw the burning wooden fence in the square on the other side of the street, and the light from the horses and antlers.

Seeing that the target was right in front of them, Lawrence's footsteps became a lot lighter. When they successfully ran to the square, they just saw that the small door next to the gate on the wall was opened, and some of the people sent out before were desperately running towards the door.

According to the positions of these people, Lawrence found that his team was the last one to withdraw. Thinking about it, the others naturally retreated as soon as they found out that Lawrence had succeeded as bait. Naturally, they would not wait until the last moment to retreat like Lawrence and the others did.

Although no one can distract Lawrence's team, the flat terrain on the square also allows the firepower on the city wall to provide enough support for Lawrence and the others. For example, because Lawrence and the others chased closer just now in order to speed up their pace and stop casting spells, the chasers had to slow down because of the bullets, arrows and magic shot from the wall.

After rushing into the city gate, the iron-clad gate of the referee's office slammed shut. In the movies that Lawrence watched in his previous life, there were no scenes where he couldn't enter the door at the last moment, and then parted with life and death at the door. Think about it too, movie stories are just movie stories, how can there be so many coincidences in daily life.

"Ha, I managed to escape at last." Looking at the closed door, Lawrence let out a long sigh of relief. At this time, Yagoda also came out of a room to meet Lawrence and the others.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yagoda first shook hands with the leading captain and said a few words, then walked in front of Lawrence and hugged him. "Thanks to you this time, our intelligence and politics have now been sent to all extraordinary organizations in the city. I think this rebellion should end soon. I think you can take a good rest now."

"Can I rest now?" Lawrence asked, pointing to the soldiers on the top of the wall who were shooting non-stop, "Isn't the battle still going on? And the rebellious guards in front of the palace are still there attack?"

"That's true." Yagoda nodded, "But when the news about the second prince's use of forbidden magic to control the nobles reached other extraordinary organizations, the outcome of this rebellion was already doomed."

"Manipulating others is itself a taboo, and using evil magic to control those in power is a taboo of taboos." Looking at Lawrence's somewhat confused face, Yagoda explained seriously. "This is stipulated by the contract signed by the gods, because this kind of manipulation will have extremely serious consequences."

"So as long as we have enough evidence for this matter, then the churches in the capital Vendorbonne and the extraordinary guilds will intervene in this war. In this way, the rebels will be suppressed soon. "

"That's why I told you to take a good rest. After all, what you should do has been done, and it's time for those extraordinary people who were unable to make a move because of the rules before."

"Okay, then I'll go to the temporary first aid station and sit for a while." Lawrence nodded and said, thinking about it, too, in the real world, not every crisis is resolved by some inconspicuous person at the last moment.

The next battle is likely to be a battle between legendary and even sanctuary-level transcendents, so Lawrence feels that it is better for an official-level warlock like himself to stay away.