I Created Scientific Magic

Before the bishops could even make sense of it, intense flashes of lightning lit up the capital’s city walls; even under the noon sun, they dazzled intensely!

After about three seconds of accumulation, the seven electromagnetic railguns mounted on the city gate emitted a series of intense roars; a supremely formidable aura burst from the barrels.

Like thunder flashing, seven special projectiles, pushed by incredible force, transformed into stunning streaks of light flying towards them.

Though this time there were no hundreds of official Wizards’ lightning magic to enhance it, and its speed was nowhere near that of breaking through the Divine’s Projection.

But to Edwell and the others, it already seemed unbelievably fast, crossing a distance of one and a half kilometers in just over a second. Some of the bishops hadn’t even reacted when the human-head-sized projectiles, wrapped in lightning, had already surged right in front of them.

However, the next moment, the electromagnetic railgun with its astonishing momentum burst apart violently, and the flying shards, like entering a mud pit, suddenly slowed from extreme speed to extreme slowness and lost momentum before truly reaching the people, falling to the ground.

That was exactly the Divine Arts of protection—"Heavenly Protection" that Edwell had previously laid down in anticipation of the Wizards’ covert attacks!

This place was the Divine Domain, where even the strongest magic would be greatly weakened once itentered!

However, the railgun wasn’t aimed solely at them; those within the Divine Arts’ protective range were far less fortunate.

What met the eye was a beautiful yet deadly scene, several dazzling streams of light flashed through the dense formation, and the terrifying speed and high temperature instantly penetrated the bodies of many silver-armored soldiers. The front row lost half of their bodies completely, and the back rows were turned into a mess of flesh…

Screams of agony echoed across the battlefield, blood splattered, bodies flew, and the thick scent of blood and chunks of flesh spread continuously in all directions.

"Form shield formation, retreat, everybody!" the vice-commander yelled in panic, no longer desiring to press forward, and hastily issued Edwell’s orders.

The power of the electromagnetic railgun was undoubtedly terrifying!

Keep in mind that each member of the Punishing Army was selected from witch hunters or Knights, but even their prided strength and physical condition were utterly ineffective in front of projectiles traveling at three times the speed of sound; armor and bodies were penetrated as easily as paper.

Fortunately, being battle-hardened veterans with firm beliefs, even faced with such a horrifying sight, there were no scenes of chaos or retreat. The front-row soldiers of the Punishing Army raised their sturdy shields, glowing with Divine Arts, showing no fear on their faces.

The second round from the electromagnetic railgun soon thundered over. Although the shields enhanced with Divine Arts did not completely block them, they still reduced the projectiles’ power by half. After penetrating two or three bodies, the projectiles lost momentum and exploded.

Immediately followed the third, the fourth rounds… The roaring of the electromagnetic railguns reverberated across the entire battlefield, firing even faster than artillery, with a projectile ready every twenty seconds.

"These bastards, once we capture the capital, I want to hang each and every one of them from the city towers!" Watching the beautiful streaks of light entering the dense formations and bringing up sprays of blood, a cardinal’s eyes turned red, his facial muscles twisted, angrily clenching his teeth, but he was utterly helpless.

At such a great distance, they could only passively take hits, utterly lacking any means to strike at the enemies on the city walls…

Dewade, who had just dodged the Thunder Net in the sky, immediately wanted to lead his team downward to provide cover for the legion’s retreat, but the startled griffins thought otherwise. Upon seeing the flickering thunder, they instinctively reacted and shrilly refused to descend.

Edwell’s face beneath his iron mask turned extremely ugly. Within the Heavenly Domain, the brilliance of Divine Arts surged, a golden divine light soared into the sky with terrifying might. Centered on Edwell, it quickly swept across the battlefield.

Those nobles, who had regained their senses and were frantically fleeing, were soon enveloped in it. The golden divine light obscured everyone’s vision and headed straight for the capital.

Lynn and the others dared not be careless, each unleashing their strongest defensive magic to withstand this formidable strike.

However, nothing happened. The golden divine light quickly dissipated upon contacting the Magic Barrier.

"It was just a bluff," Rafael scoffed with disdain. He had thought it was some powerful legendary Divine Art capable of launching an attack from such a distance.

"If they had this ability, they would have used it to besiege the city earlier, why wait until now!" Sanchez said with a laugh, then shook his head. "We were actually fooled, they really ran fast!"

During the time that the Divine Arts obscured their vision, the church’s elite legions had already retreated two kilometers away.

After several rounds of bombardment, the seven Electromagnetic Railguns also ceased fire.

For one thing, the distance was too great, and the projectiles would dissolve in midair; for another, such intense bombardment could easily lead to the railguns overloading.

"It’s a pity, if only we had more of these!" Dennis said regretfully,

The railguns themselves and the projectiles are specialized, requiring Wizards proficient in lightning magic and Alchemy to create them, and they are not yet suitable for mass production. Otherwise, if there were two hundred railguns, they could have definitely crushed the main force of the church right then, and this war would have been over!

Watching the enemies who surrounded the city retreat like a tide, Lynn did not order a chase. Although they seemed to have won a great victory, the Divine Punishment armies still maintained their formation during the retreat, retaining considerable combat strength.

Moreover, the group of Griffin Knights had previously set a great fire in the city, causing many casualties. The musketeer squad that had fought for nearly two hours also needed a good rest.

Meanwhile, inside the capital, Glenn and others were catching the Griffin Knights who had fallen from the sky.

Falling from hundreds of meters high, even the clergy’s physique would be smashed to a pulp, but there are always lucky survivors. Using griffins as cushions to break their fall, they still found five survivors.

The unfortunate Arno was among them. He himself was not much harmed, having deployed Divine Arts in time to block the Thunder Net that had appeared in the sky, but his underneath griffin was paralyzed, crashing hard into the capital with him, and landed not far from the city walls.

After assessing his chances of breaking out of the capital under the siege of numerous great Wizards, Arno decisively gave up the idea of breaking through, feigned unconsciousness, and was caught by the approaching Wizards and musketeers...