I Pioneered Scientific Magic

Chapter 287: Anthony: This must be the beginning of some legendary magic!

"Looks like Lord Anluke will soon bring people here. Your Highness Hatar, if you're willing to distance yourself from those cultists of the evil gods now, maybe there's still a way out for you!"

Watching the guards inside the mansion swiftly defeated, Count Mortan sneered, unafraid of the two seemingly powerful wizards beside him.

As the Bible records, those bravely facing evil to their death are sure to ascend to heaven! Although the other nobles didn't have Mortan's courage, they secretly rejoiced that they hadn't hastily joined forces with the terrifying power of Anthony. Otherwise, when the Archbishop arrives, they would've inexplicably become minions of darkness.

Hatar was anxious, frequently looking at Anthony. He had managed to bring all the nobles to the estate and even drew Anluke here, as instructed by Anthony. Yet, the grand wizard still showed no sign of taking action.

However, what puzzled everyone present was that despite standing on the tower, there were no guards approaching. It was as if no one could see them.

They were unaware that this magical tower had been enchanted with a concealing spell by Anthony, placed in a corner of the estate, out of the opponent's search range.

Of course, staying there didn't guarantee complete safety.

This large alchemical array, while challenging for ordinary priests and bishops to detect, had the potential to be noticed when the Archbishop approached within a hundred meters.

Lynn had naturally considered this situation. Therefore, whether it was Cody's intelligence, Flora and others' escape direction, or the information deliberately leaked by them, everything was directing the opponent towards the main house in the estate...

"Your illusion magic is quite impressive!" Lynn stood at the top of the tower, using far-sight magic to observe the battle in front of the main house, speaking with a smile.

For this 'fishing' operation, he had specifically taught Anthony the art of illusion to restrain the Archbishop, avoiding real engagement to prevent harm from his magic...

But he hadn't expected Anthony not only to learn quickly but also to use it so well.

It seemed that Anluke hadn't realized until now that he was only battling an incarnation...

"Though this magic utilizing mirrors as a basis is interesting, it's still just a Tier 4 spell. If I can't master it after a full two days, I wouldn't deserve to be your disciple..." Anthony stroked his white beard, proudly speaking.

To deceive Anluke, he had poured most of his magic power into it. Even if they were close, the Archbishop could only sense a tremendous surge of magic.

"The strength of this Archbishop may be even greater than I anticipated. If we engage directly, I'm not his match. Perhaps this time, you'll need to intervene personally," Anthony said with a furrowed brow, speaking solemnly.

Thanks to the vast knowledge gained within the realm of magic, he had successfully ascended to a Sixth Circle Archwizard, standing on the same level as the Archbishop. But the time for his promotion was too short to grasp enough Sixth Circle spells. Engaging in a real fight would likely put him at a disadvantage, considering that Anluke had become a Sixth Circle divine practitioner ten years ago, possessing immensely rich experience.

The cross-shaped holy emblem on the Archbishop's chest even gave him a palpable sense of unease...

Yet, this was also a rare opportunity, perhaps allowing a glimpse of legendary power!

Thinking this, Anthony's gaze turned to Lynn. The apprentices and wizards who had been staying in the mansion for these days had been inscribing thunder runes all over the mansion as per Lynn's instructions.

He knew the meaning of these runes very well; they seemed to be a kind of alchemical array for storing and converting thunder energy, rather than having much destructive power...

Anthony put on a querying expression, voicing all his doubts.

"Your guess is correct. Specifically, this alchemical array forms a weak electric field. Of course, it can also confine the power of thunder and lightning within this mansion..." Lynn explained.

"Very intricate design!" Anthony nodded, then spoke again, "But this alone might not be enough to deal with the Archbishop, right?"

Even with the thunder stored inside the conductive stones aiding the field's power, once dispersed across the entire estate, it equated only to the strength of a Fourth or Fifth Circle spell.

"Of course not. So, we still need some help from the sky!" Lynn smiled.

Confused, Anthony raised his head. In the pitch-black night sky, there was only a crescent moon and countless twinkling stars.

Lynn didn't explain but raised his hand, pointing toward the sky, his gaze sharp, shouting loudly, "Rain come!"

An imperceptible magical glow shot up into the dark night sky, sparkling like a shooting star...

This seemed to be a variation of a first-tier magic—Glow Spell. However, Anthony didn't dare to underestimate it, committing every move of Lynn to memory, pondering the deeper implications. This could very well be the beginning of some legendary magic!

That was the realm he desperately wanted to step into!

Mortan and the others watched all this coldly, unaware of what these two wizards were theatrically trying to do.

Hadrata had been drought-ridden for half a month. The possibility of a drought disaster seemed unavoidable. Did they think they could manipulate the weather like the Bible's omnipotent God, bringing rain to the entire kingdom?

Hatar was even more frantic; his mansion was about to be demolished, yet here were Lynn and Anthony, seemingly wasting time praying for rain.

He had witnessed Anthony's power and had considerable faith in this grand wizard. Still, this male witch named Lynn seemed to have popped out of nowhere.

Hatar was beginning to suspect Master Anthony. Had he been deceived by someone to treat a male witch barely twenty years old with such deference, even calling him a disciple?

Just as Hatar was about to urge them, he suddenly felt something damp dripping on his cheek.

"Is it raining?" Hatar looked astonished at the sky. The starry night sky had been covered by thick clouds.

From a drizzle to a downpour, raindrops fell from the sky, hitting leaves, bricks, and grass, creating ripples. In less than ten seconds, a heavy rain had arrived...

The expressions on Beron, Mortan, and the others froze. The tiny raindrops falling on them felt like heavy hammers pounding on their hearts, indicating that what they saw and felt was not an illusion or hallucination...

Rain... it had truly come!

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