Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 248 Which Idiot Fired the Cannon? !

The last Victorian-era map.

That’s what the flower man said just now.

If we have a thorough understanding of the situation of both the enemy and ourselves, there will be no danger in fighting.

The knights who knew this truth admired and worshipped Atbolg even more.

The map was very large, and the four knights each grabbed a corner and had to stand more than ten meters apart to spread it out completely.

Colorful icons, clear divisions, rich and diverse topography and dense text...

None of this is the point.

The key point is the small red dot that keeps flashing in the picture.

Barritt exclaimed: "This is a magic map!"

"What? It's a magic map?"

"The magical civilization of this plane may be as advanced as ours."

"We should be able to find the leader soon if we follow the map."

Everyone in the expeditionary corps was also shocked.

After all, in Renekton, magic maps are extremely precious magical tools that only a small number of nobles and wealthy people own.

It can show the holder's current location and change as the holder moves.

Barritt looked around with a complicated expression. "Are we in the central territory of the Magic Kingdom? Commander-in-chief, this..."

As far as the eye can see, there is only brown desert and dust. Where is the shadow of the kingdom?

The map shows that the Magic Kingdom is not the largest in area, but its actual occupied area is the widest.

In addition to the basic topography and urban streets, the kingdom also has some unique facilities marked.

Barritt couldn't help but guess that most, or even all, of the citizens of the Magic Kingdom were magicians.

They used magic as energy and magic as weapons to update civilization and rule the entire plane.

But...why did it disappear?

"Let's go here." A ray of ice-blue light flew out from Atborg's hand and hovered in the upper middle of the map.

Barritt narrowed his eyes slightly and read aloud: "Liberator Alliance."

He instantly understood Art Borg's thoughts.

Judging from the names, the Liberator League and the Magic Kingdom are most likely opponents of each other.

If one side is destroyed, the other side will definitely not be able to escape responsibility.

If the above conjecture is correct, then the plane leader they are looking for must be in the Liberator Alliance.

When Mo Xie heard these familiar words, his eyes suddenly darkened.

What happened after I left?

Their goal is to capture Victoria alive and break the dominance of the Magic Kingdom, not to completely deny the existence of the Magic Kingdom.

Did that natural disaster simply razed the magic kingdom to the ground?

[Your good friend, Nolan, a member of the Central Parliament, was successfully elected as the Speaker after you left.]

Bellion took the glass and explained calmly.

[He established a magic autonomous region outside the borders of the Liberator Alliance and transferred the citizens and magic facilities of the original magic kingdom to it, so that they could be effectively supervised and their power could be used by the Liberator Alliance.]

Moshe listened quietly.

[The natural disaster did destroy much of the Magic Kingdom, but it was a project called "The Liberty Memorial" that leveled it.]

Bellion looked at him, with a barely perceptible hint of relief in his tone.

[Am I the God of Liberty?]

[Yes. ]

Moshe suddenly fell into silence.

[Chairman Nolan used all the treasures in Victoria's private vault to build a giant statue for you. If the destination of this trip remains unchanged, you will be able to see it soon.]

Bellion paused, then added:

[The architectural fragments of the Magic Kingdom were also collected to build a "Liberation Memorial" next to the Colossus. Most of the items on display in the museum are related to you, such as battle plans, hand-drawn maps, and the guns used in the battle with Victoria.]

Nolan really...learned the Chinese people's spirit of thriftiness, Mo Xie thought.

But I had clearly told him before that if I died in battle, I should be burned in a raging fire and my ashes scattered outside the Liberator Alliance, and I would just be an ordinary and plain guardian.

Why is he doing this now?

While Moshe was thinking, the expeditionary force had already marched into the reconnaissance area of ​​the Liberator Alliance.

It took Artborg a split second to realize something was wrong.

He quickly drew his sword and plunged it into the sand. Pure magic continued to seep in, exploding when it touched the cold device, cutting off its circuit.

Mo Xie looked at him with eyes full of appreciation and recognition.

He was able to resolve the anti-magic device so quickly the first time he encountered it, and he deserves to be the youngest Grand Lord in the history of Renekton.

"Fall back!"

At Artborg's command, the expeditionary force immediately changed direction and prepared to retreat.

The presence of one anti-magic device in the area means that there are countless anti-magic devices lurking in the darkness.

Without their ally, the ancient Chinese nation's 200,000 elite soldiers, there was no way they could break into the Liberator Alliance without alerting the enemy.

Now we must retreat to a safe place to avoid direct conflict with the Liberators' Alliance.

Phew—bang!

what?

Feeling a strong wave of magical power passing over their heads, everyone looked up in surprise, but they only had time to catch a small halo.

Barritt looked forward suddenly and cursed loudly: "Which idiot fired the cannon?!"

No one answered.

"Damn it!" Barritt frowned and ran outside the team, "Fend, Nahum, Clito, disperse and look for the ancient Chinese army!"

"Yes!" the three responded in unison.

That's right.

The two thousand men in their expeditionary corps are elite soldiers selected from the best of the best and will never act on their own.

Moreover, the direction of the magic was somewhat strange, as if it fell from the sky.

Who wants to harm them?

Moshe has already thought of a suitable answer to this question.

Since this is the world he lived in, the black-robed god should be watching all this at this moment.

Why didn't He just do it?

Because of the power of another god that exists within Arthurs.

He wants to create a conflict in the world He created in order to eliminate the invaders.

[Bellion, you don't have to do anything.]

Doing nothing is the greatest help to him.

[I will try my best.]

Gold-attribute advanced attack magic, Magic Star Cannon.

It tore through the thick dust and fog, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then landed heavily in front of a sentry post.

The scouts in black uniforms held telescopic equipment in one hand and a communicator in the other to report the situation to their superiors.

"Captain, they have appeared, led by a man with blond hair and blue eyes."

"Lead them into the magic-free barrier as well."

"Yes."

After the team leader interrupted the communication, he immediately transferred it to another line.

"Speaker, the target has appeared. Are you sure you want to come to the front line?"

A young and steady voice came from the other end of the line: "OK."