I Pioneered Scientific Magic

"Such a touching scene..."

Archbishop Anluke's figure appeared at the other end of the corridor, accompanied by a massive spirit realm guardian walking in step beside him.

Watching Jonny and Dove being carried towards the exit by the rushing current, Anluke had no intention of stopping them. After all, the wizards standing in his way would not let him succeed.

If the scene were a bit different, this would almost be a reenactment of the Battle of Nordland...

"I believe you may have misunderstood something..." Lynn turned around, his gaze piercing, fixed on Archbishop Anluke standing at the end of the corridor. He extended his right hand, and a trace of white phosphorus remaining on the surface of his pouch was separated by the influence of the Mage's Hand.

First, it needed to be recorded...

Recalling Jonny's earlier explanation, Lynn instantly entered an overload mode and cast a Tier-0 spell - Basic Material Deconstruction Magic!

The fine white phosphorus powder rapidly disintegrated, returning to its basic molecular state...

Then came the magic mimicry!

A large amount of magic flowed into his palm, just like cell division. The white phosphorus suspended in his hand multiplied, eventually surging into a huge fireball.

Deconstruct and record an element, then mimic it with magic; this was the essence of how a true wizard could cast spells without materials. Typically, mastering an element would take weeks or even months, but with the immense computational power provided by the intellect engine, Lynn reduced this time to just three seconds.

A new rune was quickly etched into his mind – the White Phosphorus Fireball spell!

Looking at the fiery sphere in Lynn's hand, Archbishop Anluke halted his advance. Having witnessed the terrifying power of white phosphorus, he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it. He immediately employed his most potent protective spell - the Sacred Barrier!

An invisible barrier, as strong as a fortress wall, stood before him. However, Lynn's white phosphorus fire bypassed it and crashed into the entrance behind.

A violent explosion erupted in the next moment, accompanied by a burst of rising flames. The entrance behind them was now engulfed in the horrifying white phosphorus blaze.

Archbishop Anluke was taken aback for a moment, but once he realized Lynn's intent, his expression became extremely grim.

It was evident that the wizard in front of him didn't just want to protect his companions and let them escape. By sealing off his retreat, it meant he was preparing to eliminate him right here!

"Very well!" Realizing this, Archbishop Anluke's anger flared up. The massive spirit realm guardian at his side made heavy strides and charged forward.

Lynn, standing before the spirit realm guardian, was like a mantis trying to stop a speeding car.

But Lynn's expression remained calm, with no intention of dodging. He was silently counting in his mind.

Three... Two... One...

Mud to Stone!

Just as the spirit realm guardian rushed to him, about to deliver a powerful punch, Lynn bent down to evade and pressed his palm to the ground.

The solid ground instantly transformed into soft sand. The massive, heavy stone statue lost its balance as it stepped onto the soft ground and tumbled into the fast-flowing water behind.

The massive water spray had not yet hit the ground when it disintegrated into the most basic elements. Then, infused with magic, it condensed into dozens of shimmering ice blades, speeding away at an unimaginable pace!

Taking advantage of the terrain, Lynn used a Tier-2 spell for the first time – Group Frost Blades!

The tide of battle shifted in an instant. Archbishop Anluke couldn't react in time, and the spirit realm guardian sank beneath the water, while the ice blades, swift as flying locusts, collided with the Sacred Barrier.

How could a Tier-2 offensive spell triumph over a Tier-3 defensive divine art?

Lynn quickly provided the answer as dozens of frost blades precisely struck three specific points on the invisible barrier. Ripples spread across the intangible surface, accelerating as they went, first forming hairline cracks, then swiftly expanding until the invisible barrier shattered.

This was breaking point with pinpoint accuracy.

Archbishop Anluke's face completely changed, and he couldn't help but take a step back, raising his staff and using his second Tier-3 divine art - Divine Light of the Spirit!

The dazzling light emitted an aura of death as it spread forward in a semi-circular fashion. Just five minutes ago, Lynn had fled from this very spell in a sorry state, but he was no longer the same.

White Phosphorus - Flame Demon's Hand!

Lynn raised his hand, and the terrifying white phosphorus flames ignited once again, forming a colossal hand resembling an ancient demon. This hand clashed with the blinding light wave.

This ordinary Tier-1 advanced spell, in Lynn's hands, unleashed unimaginable power. The blazing fire surged into the sky, causing the entire castle to tremble violently.

In the white smoke and the glare of shattered stones, Archbishop Anluke faintly saw something shining in mid-air. Upon approaching, he realized it was a sword, and the swordbearer, Lynn, was already right in front of him.

Clang!

The sharp longsword collided with the gilded staff, emitting a sharp and unpleasant thud.

What was the best way to deal with a priest who could use divine arts? Close combat, of course!

But Lynn quickly realized that his accumulated experience from games and novels didn't apply this time, because Archbishop Anluke effortlessly blocked his full-strength attack with just one hand on his staff.

Could this be what they called a close combat priest?

Cold sweat formed on Lynn's forehead. He lowered his head to evade Archbishop Anluke's powerful strike.

Feeling the whistling sound created by the staff passing above his head, Lynn estimated that this strike had an impact force of at least 1.5 tons or more.

This reminded Lynn of the witch hunter he had encountered earlier. Were all the Church's members human-shaped dinosaurs?

Fortunately, due to years of a luxurious lifestyle, even though Archbishop Anluke had taken divine elixirs, his close combat skills were still far from satisfactory. Combat wasn't just about brute strength!

After three or four exchanges, Lynn instantly calculated the staff's landing point. His longsword pierced in at a clever angle, leaving a fierce gash on Archbishop Anluke's chest.

Archbishop Anluke was both shocked and furious. He didn't hesitate to use a Tier-2 divine art, Holy Light Impact, even though the two were in extremely close quarters. Dazzling white light erupted, and Lynn and Archbishop Anluke were both blasted away by a powerful shockwave.

Lynn, with a weaker physique, was sent flying more than ten meters away. However, at the moment of casting the divine art, he had created an ice shield outside his body to mitigate most of the impact, preventing himself from falling into the swift-flowing river behind.

On the other side, Archbishop Anluke had directly taken the blow from his own divine art. His splendid gilded robes were torn and tattered, and the grotesque wound on his chest ruptured once again.

Holy Word: Shield, Divine Blessing, Dispelling Fear, Sacred Barrier, Wall of light...

In the face of successive life-threatening situations, the terrified Archbishop Anluke didn't even tend to his injuries first; instead, he cast one protective divine art after another, turning himself into a turtle shell!

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