Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1299 - 362: King of Alchemy_2

Master Aymar had come to seek him out so late, surely not just to discuss the two magical weapons. It seemed he had no intention of meddling with those weapons. Liu Zhenhan felt a pang of pain in his heart. His own collection lacked the "Overlord’s Earring," which was now dangling on the master’s left earlobe. Hopefully, this guy’s appetite wasn’t too big!

"I know you once had a batch of Pompeii Heavy Scythe-wielders’ equipment, but those were just the outdated first-generation models and even the Jing Gold plating had been scraped off, so they hardly count," Master Aymar said as he pulled out a long pipe and firmly packed it with tobacco, lighting it leisurely.

Immediately, a pungent smoke filled the air, and Liu Zhenhan dramatically sniffed, truly a man of the north! The spiciness of Master Aymar’s tobacco greatly exceeded Liu Zhenhan’s homemade cigars.

"You should know that our imagined adversary in the Pompeii Empire is the Saint Francisco Empire," he commented.

"I do."

"The Mithril Basest Warriors of the Saint Francisco Empire are indeed the primary targets that the Pompeii Heavy Scythe-wielders must confront!" Eyes squinted from the smoke, Master Aymar continued, "Although the Saint Francisco Empire hasn’t produced notable alchemists recently, the blueprints left by the great alchemist Michael Jordan four hundred years ago have sufficiently guided them! My Heavy Scythe-wielders are designed for offense, while the Mithril Basest Warriors are primarily known for their exaggerated defensive capabilities."

"Not necessarily," Liu Zhenhan retorted, pulling out a cigar. Lighting up with the master, he exhaled a puff of smoke, "Master, why did you design such a large scythe as a weapon? To look cool? Aren’t scythes a bit unsuitable against armored infantry?"

"The Heavy Scythe-wielders also come equipped with triple-layered iron Tower Shields. If they’re up against the Mithril Basest Warriors, the Tower Shield is Pompeii fighters’ unique weapon. In my design, these triple-layered shields are fitted with springs and a Wind Array that, if necessary, can be launched within five steps like the most formidable battering rams!" chuckled Master Aymar.

"Quite cunning!" laughed Liu Zhenhan.

"That’s not cunning, it’s a design philosophy to paralyze and divert the opponent’s attention. If the Mithril Basest Warriors think a giant scythe unsuitable for close combat and decide to engage closely, they’ll be completely fooled," Master Aymar chuckled, "Speaking of Wind Arrays, that Ancient Power Fire Gun of yours is far more formidable! Even without the propulsion of Wind Magic Power, the Ancient Power Fire Gun can launch projectiles over two hundred yards using only the air pressure within the firing pin and barrel! Goblin Master Jin’s gear power structure is indeed exquisite!"

Liu Zhenhan understood what this old man was after. Indeed, his ability to use the Ancient Power Fire Gun even within a Forbidden Magic barrier had been noted and remembered.

"The Overlord’s Earring is a magic equipment so precious that I’m reluctant to part with it, a magical item that even a magical and alchemical master like myself clings to. I don’t need to say more, Richard, you should understand its significance!" After a pause, Master Aymar glanced at Master Puskas and then at Liu Zhenhan, "I’m here not only to meet you, Richard, a rising star of the Aegean Continent, but more importantly, to bridge closer ties between our nations! I can show my sincerity and swap the ’Overlord’s Earring’ to help you complete your set of dark Jing Gold armor, but you need to show your sincerity too!"

"You want the Ancient Power Fire Gun?" Liu Zhenhan frowned.

"No! I want the Goblin Master Jin’s bronze-blueprint! I want the Magic Cannon!" Master Aymar stared at Liu Zhenhan, "Master Puskas has told me that you possess the original designs of the Goblin Master Jin’s weapons! The bronze blueprint is indestructible; even if you crumple it into a ball and then unfold it, I’d still be able to read it clear as day!"

"Master, you do have ambitious dreams! Even if you managed to build a Magic Cannon, what use would it be without any cannonballs?" Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily. He had indeed not discarded the captured Goblin weapon designs from Razor Mountain and had kept them well-preserved.

"My heart isn’t dark. This Magic Cannon, according to the legend, had a range that even reached five thousand yards! I only want to modify it into a long-range Catapult. I’m not seeking massive destruction, just to add a long-range suppressive firepower for the Pompeii Empire." The King of Alchemy held up three fingers, "Fifteen hundred yards! Just to launch stone projectiles, if it reaches a range of fifteen hundred yards, such a weapon established on the mountainous borders of Pompeii, shooting from high ground, could achieve a range of three thousand yards, creating an insurmountable barrier for enemy forces!" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Liu Zhenhan was stunned for a long time and then broke into a bitter smile. It turned out this guy merely wanted to build a cannon-like Catapult. His mind was indeed wickedly ingenious!

"I am a man of the Pompeii Empire, willing to contribute a little of my possessions for my country. However, the only thing that catches my eye is the Magic Cannon!" Master Aymar smiled proudly, having seen that his counterpart was tempted.