I Pioneered Scientific Magic

"Damn it, these damned wizards, minions of demons, they should be sent to hell!"

At the top of the church in the Bardas region, Cardinal Mord looked at the huge war machine soaring across the city sky with a sense of anger in his heart.

Inside the church, the priests and bishops also showed a look of indignation. It was like being slapped in the face, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Because the thing was moving too fast and was unimaginably agile, none of the divine magic they mastered could bring it down from thousands of kilometers away.

Seeing the war machine flying out of the city, Mord could only suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, "Can you tell what it just dropped?"

At the moment Lydia piloted the war machine in a dive, Mord thought the city was doomed, but contrary to everyone's expectations, the opponent seemed not to have come to attack.

"It looks like paper?" a bishop said uncertainly.

Could it be contaminated with some plague or cursed magic?

Just then, several attendants ran in from outside in a panic, holding dozens of flyers, and said with a trembling voice, "Cardinal, I think you might need to see this!"

Mord frowned, sensing a bad omen, and immediately looked at one of the flyers.

The other bishops did the same, and a chill ran through their minds after seeing the content.

The flyer was divided into two sides.

The front was for the poor, promoting the changes in the City of Fire Oil to break the church's rumors about wizards spreading the apocalypse.

The back was specifically for the local nobles, merchants, and clergy, detailing the results of several battles between the Magic Kingdom and the Empire.

"How is it possible? Lord Joshua and Gustav were captured by wizards..."

"Two Saints died in battle, and several crusade armies were completely annihilated. It's all over, all over..."

The church exploded into chaos, with priests and bishops showing faces of shock and disbelief.

To prevent panic, the church greatly underreported the losses of several wars, especially the news that Joshua and Gustav were captured and the two Saints died in battle. Now, this was revealed by these flyers!

If it were just a few lines of text, of course, it would not cause such a stir, but the creator of the flyer, Rol, thoughtfully included many photos.

A large number of captured clergy undergoing re-education, battlefields full of cannon craters, and a close-up of Divine Punishment Army leader Gustav! The image was incredibly real, like a snapshot of reality, causing the priests and bishops present to waver.

"Enough, this is just a cunning trap woven by the minions of the evil gods!" Mord's loud voice echoed in the church, pulling the clergy out of their panic, but his wrist holding the flyer was trembling slightly.

As a cardinal, Mord knew more than the other bishops and priests, so he was very clear that the descriptions were likely true.

"Indeed, it's absurd, saying divine magic is also a kind of magic? The great Lord is actually a wizard?" A tall and thin bishop also laughed in agreement.

This view quickly gained acceptance among the clergy present, who awakened to the realization that these were lies concocted by wizards trying to shake their faith, revealing their malicious intent.

Curses and denunciations echoed continuously in the church. Some bishops did not join in because they discovered that the flyer provided a very simple method for verification. According to Lynn's theory, divine magic energy is a special kind of magic power, meaning that clergy could also cast magic spells!

Thus, at the end of the flyer, Rol directly provided five of the simplest first-level basic spell models that even wizard apprentices could learn.

For the bishops, it was even easier.

This meant that they could immediately verify whether divine magic was indeed magic and could provide an answer on the spot...

The truth was right in front of them, but the bishops hesitated, with no one daring to try.

Cardinal Mord also saw this and his expression changed, recalling the church's iron rule.

That is, one must never touch, read, or observe the wizards' magic notes! It is said that the notes contain the knowledge of the devil, and many clergy who have studied the notes deeply often become mad, hysterical, or even abandon their faith in the Lord!

Even a few cardinals were not spared.

Previously, Mord could not understand why, feeling that the power of the devil was too strong, even for these devout followers of the Lord to resist its erosion.

But now, another thought involuntarily emerged in Mord's mind. Is there a possibility that those people understood the research notes and then used magic?

This thought, like a devil, entangled in Mord's heart. He couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to try the spell model provided

in the flyer, to experiment if he could use magic, to prove that those were all lies from wizards...

Because as a follower of the Lord, he could never use the power of the devil!

Until the last moment, Mord suddenly woke up, stopping his actions.

No, this is wrong, this is the devil's temptation, questioning the Lord! The steadfast faith in the Goddess of the Moon allowed Mord to break free from confusion and doubt, his back soaked in cold sweat.

He almost fell into the wizards' trap; if those spells were some kind of curse activation ritual, then it would be over.

"Immediately dispatch people to collect and burn all the flyers scattered in the city. If anyone dares to privately keep or discuss the content on the paper, regardless of their status, treat them as followers of the demons!" Mord's gaze swept coldly across everyone present.

"Yes, Lord Mord!"

The priests and bishops also suppressed their doubts, hurriedly left the church to collect the flyers, knowing well that leaving the paper scattered in the town would have a great impact.

But the bold and enlarged title on the white paper flyer seemed to mock their futile actions.

Because it was already too late, within the territory of Bardas, thousands of people picked up the flyers from the ground.

Among them were illiterate poor people, nobles, merchants, and city guards...

No matter what, blocking the news had become an impossible task, and a similar scene was almost happening in every city of the kingdom!

The truth... cannot be killed!

...

On the other side, in the sky above the empire's border, Lydia had completed the flyer drop in three cities, rushing towards the final destination—The Holy City! This journey was incredibly smooth, giving Lynn some peace of mind.

No one understood the importance of controlling public opinion better than him. Even if what they revealed was the truth, even if it were false, under the bombardment of repeated propaganda, it could still shake some people's thoughts.

It's just unknown whether those church bishops will try the methods he provided...

Lynn's mouth curled up slightly, but then he composed himself.

Because ahead, the magnificent Holy City was already in sight.

"I didn't expect there to be such a big city within the empire!" A hint of surprise appeared on Lynn's face.

Looking from afar, the walls of the Holy City were about thirty meters high, covering an area of over one hundred square kilometers.

Just like the report from the scouts, the entire city was enveloped by the divine projection, barely able to see the central city standing a huge statue, painted with various strange patterns, a unique power flowing on it.

A statue of 【Aila】?

Lynn thought to himself, then said, "Lower the altitude, prepare to dive, activate the protective shield!"

Lydia nodded without asking why and immediately did as told.

The war machine quickly tilted downwards, accelerating to over three hundred kilometers per hour, with intense wind constantly blowing on them, as sharp as a blade.

As they got closer, the melodious hymns also began to echo in their ears...

Lynn took out a copper sphere from the war machine, aimed it at the huge statue, ready to test the defense level of the Holy City.

A series of lightning quickly appeared around him, after about three seconds of charging, the copper sphere was rapidly propelled by electromagnetic force.

The speed was extremely fast! A huge sonic boom made the entire war machine shake, and Lydia, holding the control stick tightly, prevented the war machine from capsizing.

Under Lynn's gaze, the copper sphere flying at more than fifteen times the speed of sound headed straight for the Holy City.

Crossing a distance of one thousand five hundred meters in just 0.3 seconds!

However, about three hundred meters away from the Holy City, the copper sphere, which was moving without any deceleration, made an incredibly sharp turn as if light refracted when entering water.

But unlike light, the copper sphere's trajectory was curved, and if uninterfered, it would just fly over the Holy City.

Lynn understood that it wasn't the direction of the copper sphere that suddenly changed, but the space outside the Holy City was twisted, similar to his deflection field, guiding attacks in other directions.

Another test was necessary.

Lynn's expression unchanged, slowly said, "Explode!"

The copper sphere, flying at high speed, immediately exploded, countless copper fragments shooting in all directions, their trajectories bizarre, even upside down, making it hair-raising to watch.

The good news is that this deviation is not absolute; if one could calculate the space curvature, with enough speed, a successful strike might still be possible.

Like an experienced fisherman, holding a spear, relying on skilled techniques, hitting a fish in the water from an angle that seems impossible to outsiders...

For example, several copper fragments from the explosion successfully crossed the protective field and entered the Holy City, but disappeared in less than 0.1 seconds. If Lynn's

vision wasn't good enough and his attention focused, he might not have noticed at all.

Clearly, the deflection field covering the entire Holy City is just the first layer of protection.

Using a large-scale nuclear spell here would greatly weaken the magic field's power, and the remaining energy and shockwaves would also be greatly reduced, making the effect hard to predict.

It seems that after enduring two different levels of nuclear explosions, 【Aila】 has also come up with some countermeasures.

Lynn wasn't surprised by this; for wizards, apart from the actual difference in realm, the importance of knowledge level and spell intelligence is also extremely important!

For enemies of the same level, often only the first use of a new spell can achieve a surprise effect.

Lynn frowned, thinking of solutions.

The first is to use force field magic to break through the protection or return the twisted space to its original state. However, such a large-scale divine magic is probably 【Aila】's work, making it extremely difficult for him alone to reverse engineer.

Waiting for Harof and Aurora to complete their advancement, combining the power of four might be worth a try.

The second is to use a miracle of strength, using millions or tens of millions of equivalent hydrogen bombs to bombard, so even if a thousandth of the energy escapes, it can cause devastating damage!

It's just unknown whether the close-range 【Final-Atomic Breath】 would be effective...

Lynn quickly thought of several plans, but before he could think further, an unexpected sense of danger surged in his heart. Almost subconsciously, Lynn shifted his arm and slammed the war machine's steering wheel.

The war machine, diving at maximum speed towards the Holy City, immediately lost balance and flipped nearly ninety degrees. Lydia, the pilot, was frightened and about to inquire.

Before that, an incredibly intense beam shot out from inside the Holy City, targeting the flying war machine! It was supposed to hit the cockpit, but due to the war machine's deflection, it directly hit the tail, leaving a deep scratch on the mithril protective layer, cutting through the steel layer below! Lydia was so scared her face turned pale, her mouth still open.

Lynn then understood where the sense of danger came from; someone below was using concentrated light magic.

"They've even learned laser magic? It seems she didn't stay in the City of Fire Oil for nothing." Lynn muttered to himself, but then realized it was probably an imitation, an extreme version of concentrated light reflection.

Otherwise, even from such a distance, with the power of a fifth-level laser, the war machine's tail would be instantly cut off, rather than just scratching the protective layer like this...