I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 458 - 444: Astonished Ivina, The Grandeur of Fire Oil City (Two in One)

Chapter 458: Chapter 444: Astonished Ivina, The Grandeur of Fire Oil City (Two in One)

Wizards like Ivina, horrified by the power of Nuclear Explosion Magic, were not few in number.

If it had not been for the news of the church’s disastrous defeat, they would have thought that the area had suffered a meteor crash or magma eruption, causing such a terrifying scene.

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“By the way, I must remind you never to get close to this area!” Del said gravely. “Recently, a few Elemental Wizards ignored warnings and tried to study the elemental composition of the air in this area. As a result, their exposed skin began to rot just after a few days in the core area, and they were sent for emergency treatment; it’s still unknown what their current condition is.”

It’s that horrifying?

Lucas was astounded; so much time had passed, and merely the residual effects of the magic could severely wound several qualified wizards. It was unimaginable how dreadful it would have been when the magic exploded.

Among the crowd, a tall, thin, middle-aged male wizard exchanged a glance with Ivina, noting the seriousness in each other’s eyes, before he suddenly asked.

“Since this Master of Magic possesses such powerful magic, why not simply continue to conquer the empire and completely eradicate the opposing church’s wizards?”

The man who spoke was named Monroe. Like Ivina, he too was an undercover agent sent to the wizards by the church.

The two of them, through the local church’s operations, successfully infiltrated the Wizards’ Mutual Aid Society and, utilizing the chaotic situation, earned the preliminary trust of Lucas and others under the guise of a school that had been annihilated.

One of their objectives for infiltrating was to clear up the details about the wizards.

After taking over Fire Oil City and defeating the expeditionary force, the church’s higher-ups assumed these wizards would continue to launch large-scale attacks. The empire even began consolidating troops, and the Divine Punishment Army deployed to the northern border to investigate the Evil God incident had been urgently recalled.

The Pope had also prepared to defend the Holy City and counter the dreadful Doomsday Magic, organizing a prayer ceremony with over ten thousand people, ready to use the Divine Descent Technique at any moment.

Yet the wizards showed no intention of making a major assault, leaving all the church’s preparations in vain and their abnormal actions completely baffling the church’s high echelons.

Lucas and others were also quite curious about Monroe’s question and looked towards Del with interest.

“Well…” Del hesitated for a moment.

He was equally puzzled by this question, and the councilors had many speculations about why the war had been stopped; however, Del naturally wasn’t foolish enough to reveal this to these wizards whose details were still unknown. Instead, he took a different angle to explain it to everyone.

According to Master Lynn, one cannot swallow a whole large fatty at once. Starting from their conquest of the kingdom’s capital, it had only been about a year.

Previously, by cooperating with the royal authority and local nobles, indirect governance was more manageable. Now that the wizards were directly managing the entire eastern territory of the kingdom, just thirty thousand musketeers and a few thousand wizards were far from enough, resulting in mayhem from the followers in remote areas, causing them great trouble.

That is to say, in the short term, their scope of management had reached its limit and needed some time to digest before continuing their offensive.

Del’s words dispelled most of the wizards’ doubts, but Monroe was still half-convinced.

This explanation sounded reasonably plausible, but on closer examination, many aspects still didn’t add up.

When the wizards defeated the expeditionary force, it was the moment when the empire was most vulnerable, with most of its elite forces destroyed, Saintess Lucia killed in battle, and the Judgement Chief captured; the Pope could hardly have time to mobilize troops scattered across the empire.

With Fire Oil City only three hundred kilometers straight from the Holy City, it would take just a few hours for the wizards using their alchemical creations to arrive there; they would have been completely capable of using this powerful technique to deliver a heavy blow to the church rather than maintaining the current stalemate.

A speculation emerged in Monroe’s mind—perhaps these wizards were just bluffing and had no ability to release that magic again!

Or perhaps, the cause of such massive destruction wasn’t magic at all, but a Heavenly Disaster that the wizards had foreseen and exploited through some means.

The more Monroe thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

He simply couldn’t believe that wizards could wield such terrifying witchcraft—it completely surpassed his understanding of magic.

Such power could only belong to the supreme Lord!

Monroe mused in his mind, but mere conjecture was obviously not enough to convince the Pope; he needed to gather more evidence.

Two state-of-the-art patrol aircraft soon returned, and the electromagnetic wave receiver placed on the airship immediately started to beep.

“Lord Del, all clear, the empire has not dispatched Griffin Knights to track or intercept,” reported a flight officer tasked with translation.

“Intercept? They would need the courage to try!” Del said contemptuously.

In front of the new combat aircraft, the empire’s Griffin Knight squadron was nothing but targets—unless they could conjure another fire dragon, sending any number would merely grant them easy merits.

Del’s disdainful tone displeased Monroe, but he suppressed his emotions and focused on the blinking receiver on the airship, probing its function indirectly.