"This world is a little distorted."
"In their eyes, the distorted ones are the other worlds. Look, their supernatural system is much more stable."
What Lu PingAn saw was a knight's lance fitted with a steam-powered rotating mechanism, a one-handed weapon wielded by a Hoofed Race knight.
And each of the four knights behind him carried one of those steam-like magical weapons.
They seemed to value those weapons greatly and carried them with care at all times, but even the knights accompanying a Tax Official on a trip to the countryside had one each. Clearly, they were not particularly rare or high-end equipment.
"A very simple mechanical design. It uses a steam-like magical engine to increase output and deliver explosive physical attacks. The fluctuations you sensed should have come from its mass-produced engine."
"Physical attacks again? Tsk, that really is realistic."
Lu PingAn had already seen many supernatural systems, but contrary to his expectations, most of them involved the simple and brutal concept of "turning magical energy into physical force," and it was often remarkably effective.
This sort of physical damage imbued with "pollution" was simple, brutal, and, in most cases, a plain yet universal trait.
"Put another way, perhaps it will be easier to understand. It is not a 'physical' attack, but a 'material' attack."
Big Cat's words made Lu PingAn fall into thought.
These past few days, he had been enjoying a rare "peaceful life."
There were no constantly erupting supernatural hazards here, nor did he need to worry about Professionals who had gone astray. There were some dangerous magical beasts in the woods, but in actual strength, they could not even beat the town's Security Team.
And at the root of it all was the fact that "pollution" had entered a strange state of inertia. Or rather,