Chapter 443: Ivina: This Is Not Magic, It's Divine Punishment!
Under the relentless barrage of two fighter jets, nearly one-fifth of the Punishment Knights fell on the battlefield in just a matter of seconds.
"Devils, these are devil's creations!"
Witnessing several colleagues being torn apart by the dense barrage, one Punishment Knight trembled with fear, so much so that they wet themselves.
But this was only the beginning, as round objects began to rain down from the sky.
Under the gaze of Ivina and the other wizards, white phosphorus grenades exploded in mid-air, igniting the air, turning it into a dazzling display of fireworks, shrouding the battlefield!
The remaining three thousand knights were quickly engulfed in the sea of white phosphorus flames.
High-temperature, highly corrosive, and highly toxic, the white phosphorus flames were like those rumored to exist in the abyss, capable of devouring all hellfire. Once touched, they burned through armor like maggots through flesh, incinerating flesh and blood...
The entire battlefield quickly turned into a hellish landscape, knights falling from their horses one by one, emitting cries of pain and anguish. The ground was scorched into scorched earth, emitting a strong, acrid smell.
"Retreat, retreat!" The leading archbishop shouted frantically, the once brave Punishment Knights now fleeing desperately on horseback, trying to escape back into the dense forest.
But the fighter jets wouldn't let them off so easily, pursuing them and raining down all their cannon ammunition, even feeling unsatisfied and directly engaging in low-altitude dives, using laser weapons to cut fleeing Punishment Knights in half...Lucas and the others watched helplessly as the Punishment Knights, who were like wolves and tigers charging towards them, were quickly defeated under repeated attacks, falling on the wasteland only seventy meters away from them.
"What terrifying weapons..." a wizard dressed in plain clothes murmured, trembling.
Ivina, on the other hand, somewhat understood why the Holy See's crusade army would be defeated by these wizards.
Just as the two fighter jets continued to pursue the remnants of the enemy, dozens of airships slowly descended from the sky, neatly arranged in this wilderness.
When these alchemical creations descended from the sky, everyone realized they had underestimated the size of the airship; it was simply as tall as four or five houses, even larger than a single building!
Del, leading over a hundred musketeers, descended from the airship, and upon seeing Lucas's disheveled appearance, immediately opened his arms and greeted him warmly, giving him a hug.
"How was it? Did we arrive in time, old friend?"
"Of course, in time, very much so!" Lucas was too excited to put it into words. If these airships had arrived half a minute later, they would have been trampled by the Punishment Knights. 𝙧
"Unfortunately, if only you had come a day or two earlier." Lucas said regretfully, recounting the large-scale massacre that had occurred in the western part of the empire in recent days.
Upon hearing this, Del was also furious. If it weren't for the shortage of manpower and limited ammunition brought out this time, he would have wanted to march straight to the holy city and blow up the idol of that false god.
"We will soon overthrow both the Holy See and the Empire, it won't be long now!" Del said fiercely.
If someone had told him five minutes ago about overthrowing the Holy See and the Empire, Lucas would have thought it was just the delusion of the ignorant, but now he felt a sense of anticipation rising in his heart.
At Del's invitation, hundreds of wizards and their apprentices boarded the airship in batches.
With the secondary airbags refilled, the airships, larger than houses, lifted these wizards into the sky once again.
"What kind of magic is this that can make such huge things fly freely in the sky!" Lucas asked in amazement, then looked at the first-generation fighter jet that had returned.
"And these iron birds, their speed is even faster than the fastest Galdian falcon."
"No, the Galdian falcon doesn't even compare to half of its wing!" Lucas exclaimed.
"The alchemical creation under our feet is called an airship, and those new-style fighter jets are all the work of Master Lynn!" Del said proudly.
"You mean the Star of Magic?" Lucas asked.
He had had several contacts with Del, who had gone to the Empire to gather information. He had some understanding of the situation of the Wizard Council, so he had made the decision to form a mutual aid association of wizards to flee the kingdom. Naturally, he had heard of this famous Star of Magic.
"That's right." Del nodded.
"With these powerful alchemical creations, it's no wonder the crusade army of the Holy See fell into your hands, and even Saint Lucia died on the battlefield." Lucas couldn't help but admire.
The other wizards also looked at Del, all of them having heard of the defeat of the crusade army.
"You've misunderstood." Del shook his head. "Although the airships, fighter jets, and other new weapons are powerful, they can't completely defeat the crusade led by two legendary magicians."
"In the first battle, we suffered considerable casualties, and it was only thanks to Master Lynn's use of an extremely powerful magic that we were able to completely annihilate the Holy See's saint and tens of thousands of crusaders!"
Everyone present looked at each other in astonishment. The more they heard, the more exaggerated it became... They couldn't imagine what kind of power could wipe out tens of thousands of elite troops in one go.
"As for the power of that magic, you'll see it soon enough!" Del shrugged, even he couldn't believe it until he witnessed it with his own eyes.
Lucas was confused, but half an hour later, he understood everything Del had said because the airship had flown over the nuclear blast zone, and below was a terrifying sight, as far as the eye could see was nothing but scorched earth!
For tens of kilometers around, the land had been dissolved and solidified into blocks of glass, and countless wreckage could be seen on the periphery, including Imperial soldiers whose bodies had been vaporized by high temperatures and 'iron rivers' that had been completely dissolved and cooled to form shapes stuck to the ground.
"Look, twenty days ago, there was still a mine there!" Del pointed in the direction of the center of the nuclear blast zone.
Lucas looked towards the center, where there was no longer a mine where Del had pointed, only a huge pit remained, deep and bottomless, as if leading to the abyss and hell...
"This is also... magic?" Ivina's voice trembled.
The terrifying scene before her surpassed her most terrifying imagination of magic, even the most powerful divine magic cast by Lord Gustav would not be one-thousandth as powerful as this.
This is simply divine punishment!
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