The developnt of events always has its own pace and will not change according to Lynch's anxious mood. Just like the river of fate, even if you throw a stone into it, it will only cause a ripple on the surface, impossible to alter the flow of water.
Two days later, in the gno's transmission device, many goods tightly wrapped in wicker crates appeared. Along with them arrived Lynch's good friend, the old gno Moni. He was not only there to transport those dwarf bombs equipped with timing devices, ensuring no mishaps along the way, but more importantly, he could take the opportunity to see his dear nephew.
"We gnos are peace-loving and will not join any side of the war. Moreover, even if we pick up weapons, there is a significant difference compared to you high races," Moni brought a handwritten letter from the gno elder, which earnestly stated: "At the sa ti, we gnos can distinguish the light of goodness from the clouds of evil. Sorry we cannot fight alongside you, but we hope the timing devices we made will bring victory to your side."
After reading the letter, Lynch squatted down and said to Moni, "Thank you for your help, it already troubles to disturb a race uninterested in worldly affairs."
Moni chuckled and said, "It's nothing, we would do this for Nimo; let alone, Lynch, you're our closest friend!"
Thus, these dwarf bombs were secretly hidden in the All-Knowing Tower's warehouse, with no one able to approach them. Lynch only took one to an uninhabited corner in the Five Realms Mountain Range to test the power of the timing device and the bomb. On that day, the thick smoke billowing into the sky and the continuous echoes of the explosion in the valley awakened all the animals that had not yet co out of hibernation. Witnessing the power of the explosion, they thought the entire mountain range would collapse in the tremors, and they fled their territories.
Looking at the huge "crater," Lynch estimated its potency. Even just one bomb could cause damage exceeding the best attempts of many skilled mages. Should all the stored bombs in the All-Knowing Tower explode simultaneously, only a few people across the continent could escape its power.
Lynch was well aware that he now held a terrible power in his hands. With the blueprint and skillful craftsn, any group could mass-produce this weapon. Its efficiency on the battlefield was thousands of tis higher than training an army. The mage pulled out the world's only copy of the dwarf bomb blueprint from his pocket and turned it into powder under the destructive force of the Magic Origin. Unless they opened Lynch's mind, no one could ever make this thing again.
"The world still should be sowhat balanced," Lynch murmured, taking one last look at the blast site.
Two more days passed, and Regula finally returned to the Five Realms Fortress. Initially, he searched everywhere for Lynch's whereabouts and was almost arrested as an enemy spy. Since Wislin had already taken the forces to fight the snake-n's army, none of the temple paladins recognized the Martial Monk. Fortunately, little angel Soka saw the chaos in the fortress while patrolling in the air and inford the mage of Regula's return.
The Martial Monk ca alone again; the Dark Elf Zarra still did not show up, whether because she didn't want to see Lynch or not wishing to et her sister Zilvra was unknown. It is undeniable that Regula and Zarra possess extraordinary skills; when they handed Lynch a detailed list of the enemy's teleportation stones, even the Great Mage was amazed.
"This is more than I imagined the number of snake-n strongholds," Lynch carefully studied the densely packed records: "You've worked so hard over this past month, visiting so many places. Was there any danger on your journey?"
"I'm standing here now, so there's no need to dwell on the past," Regula stepped forward, pointing out a place called "Sunrise Bay" with pale fingers: "The last ti I went here, I found the snake-n's army gathering in large numbers, ten thousand strong. Whatever you plan to do, be extrely careful."
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