I Pioneered Scientific Magic

In a street in the capital city of Hadralata, Ap, with a wound piercing through his left shoulder, paused within a dark alley. Blood dripped incessantly from the wound, staining his dark armor red.

Ap furrowed his brow and activated healing divine magic to mend the wound. However, he sensed the shattered bullet fragments still embedded in his body.

"This body is too weak…" Ap muttered to himself. As an immensely powerful six-ring cleric, he never envisioned falling to such a state.

If not for the power of the holy emblem, he'd probably be dead by now.

The holy emblem, crafted from the phalanx of the First Saint, rested within the church to accumulate the believers' faith, aiding in more potent divine spellcasting.

Confident in facing two grand wizards, Ap hadn't anticipated that Cody, whom he'd probed through memories, had somehow evaded magical detection, leading them into a trap...

The magic struck so swiftly that he couldn't react. His entire body numbed, consciousness fading. Ap directed his fragmented consciousness into the holy emblem, his body subsequently destroyed amid thunder and explosions.

Now, he had to choose—confront the devil's followers or relay this information back to the Secas Empire.

"Great Lord, save Your most devout followers…" "Please bring punishment upon those evildoers!" "Your most devout followers offer everything…"

Faintly, cries echoed from the holy emblem, with the city's residents cowering in their homes, praying to the Great Lord.

Ap seized this as an opportunity, a chance to counter. Tens of thousands praying could allow him, in his current state, to invoke a divine descent, embodying a fraction of the Great Lord.

"Come forth, most devout followers of the Lord, gather here!" Ap transmitted his message through the emblem repeatedly to every believer.

Throughout the capital, residents devoutly praying all heard the call resounding in their minds.

"This is the will of the gods!" "Lord, You haven't forsaken Your believers…"

Excited shouts erupted as the citizens, disregarding the ongoing chaos, courageously left their homes, converging at the city's central square.

"What's happening? Are these people all going mad?" Raydell, leading his men to capture Crown Prince Harold after seizing three city gates, was confounded by this bizarre scene.

Many previously hidden residents flooded the streets, chanting about the will of the Lord, forming a massive, overwhelming wave.

Even the squads tasked with maintaining order were startled. Despite their warning shots, they couldn't quell the situation.

"What should we do now? Should we kill these people?" A member of the squad was at a loss.

Raydell struggled; these citizens hadn't attacked, but their behavior was unnerving.

But indiscriminate killing of defenseless civilians contradicted their intentions.

As the prayers intensified in the square, the faith of thousands became a key and a delineation. Ap, realizing the opportune moment, removed the emblem from his head and hurled it into the air.

"Praise—the advent of the heavenly realm!"

Ap chanted an ancient and cryptic incantation.

In an instant, a white beam shot skyward from the emblem, illuminating the entire capital. The night sky seemed to stir with falling stars as the pure white light transformed into the noble and pure image of a goddess. She gazed upon the masses, exuding infinite majesty and divine aura.

Melodic hymns echoed in the sky, an incomprehensible majesty spreading across the heavens. All the believers prostrated themselves, praising the Lord with utmost humility.

Raydell and his gunmen were stupefied, watching the celestial image. Cold sweat trickled down their foreheads, legs turning weak.

Even apostates like Ham, who had forsaken their faith, knelt uncontrollably, loudly repenting their sins.

"I didn't expect Ap to retain such power." Lynn, situated within the city, observed this scene. He'd received reports from the gunmen and knew what had happened at Hatar's mansion.

Ap, who had acted strangely and disappeared after injuring his colleague, was likely under control. Only Archbishop Ap could accomplish such a feat.

The foe had cunningly concealed themselves among thousands, using these commoners as shields. Lynn was reluctant to engage in a massacre unless absolutely necessary; it wouldn't bode well for their lasting rule.

"Do you have a way to deal with this, Anthony?" Lynn curiously inquired.

"You jest. Though this is just a projection with a fraction of her power, it's already at another level." Anthony's expression turned grave. Only now did he realize the Archbishop's immense strength.

Even as a six-ring wizard, relying solely on one discipline wasn't enough to establish a magical kingdom.

"Can you unleash a second legendary magic with your current strength?" Anthony cautiously asked. "I sensed a potent divine magic sustaining this projection—it should originate from her brow."

"Of course not!" Lynn shook his head. He was only a three-ring wizard and lacked that capability.

Previously, it took him several days of preparation, leveraging celestial phenomena and alchemical formations, to achieve such an effect.

"Then we must retreat now!" Anthony sighed. They had done so much and seized control of the entire capital, only to hurriedly withdraw in the end.

Hatar was most anxious; having finally ascended to the throne, now he had to retreat, ceding the capital to his brother, something he couldn't tolerate.

"What about the gunmen in the capital? Aren't those sticks that spew fire formidable? I also have three thousand strong crossbowmen. Combining their forces, we can take her down!" Hatar's face contorted.

Anthony glanced at him, ready to mock Hatar's unrealistic idea, but then Lynn spoke.

"No need for withdrawal. Fortunately, I had prepared something to handle such emergencies. I thought I wouldn't need it." Lynn suddenly spoke, lifting everyone's spirits from their plummeting despair.

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