I Pioneered Scientific Magic

Chapter 442: Ivina's Infiltration into the Enemy Camp, the Impact of Airships and Warplanes

Is there really such a place as the wizard kingdom?

Although the wizards present had all heard this news, the rumors were so exaggerated that they couldn't help but be somewhat skeptical. Some even believed it was a trap set by the church to lure them into a snare.

In silence, Lucas led the group, rushing through the forest with the help of the trees and bushes.

However, what made the wizards despair was that after running out of this dense forest, they were met with an endless wilderness, meaning they had no more places to hide!

Lucas then realized that the knights had deliberately driven them in this direction.

At that distracted moment, several arrows shimmering with magical light shot out from the dense forest behind them.

"Quick, dodge!"

In a desperate cry, Lucas also sensed the impending danger and almost instantly, a Mage Shield was cast upon him.

However, the sturdy magical shield was of little use against these arrows infused with anti-magic spells, and it was soon pierced through.

One of the arrows directly pierced through the shield, deeply embedding itself in his shoulder.

Lucas grimaced, but more than pain, it was fear that filled him, as several more anti-magic arrows were now aimed at his chest.

"Slice!" At that moment, a low voice of a girl suddenly rang out, and a slender blade swept past Lucas. Amidst the splashing sparks, three of the anti-magic arrows were knocked down.

Lucas, still trembling, took a few steps back and realized that the one who intervened was a young brunette girl, with delicate features and a hint of coldness in her eyes,

"Thank you for your help," Lucas said gratefully, quickly recognizing the girl before him.

Ivina, a wizard from the White Dove School, proficient in shaping, was said to be a noble before becoming a wizard, with considerable swordsmanship skills.

However, just yesterday, the residence of the White Dove School was invaded by a large number of witch hunters, and the entire school was almost completely destroyed, with only two people escaping and joining the mutual aid association.

"Hold on, our reinforcements have arrived!" Lucas shouted loudly to boost morale, but the formal wizards and apprentices surrounding him still felt heavy-hearted.

Because in front of them was a cavalry squadron led by dozens of bishops, totaling four thousand men!

The sound of hooves getting closer and closer, lifting waves of dust like tidal waves towards the crowd.

Crossbows were being reloaded, and the sharp arrows gleamed with a cold light in the midday sun.

Ivina gripped the thin blade in her hand with a serious expression. In order for the infiltration plan to be flawless, she and these bishops chasing the wizards were unfamiliar with each other, had no contact whatsoever, and only had escape plans in place.

For example, she just mentioned a hidden passage in the village, which could be used to escape pursuit and gain the trust of these fellow wizards.

But this also meant that she would be pursued without restriction by friendly forces!

With such a dense array of crossbows, Ivina did not have a hundred percent confidence in defending against them.

Just as the witch hunters finished loading their crossbows and were about to fire, a loud roar sounded above everyone's heads, followed by a distortion of light, and two warplanes with a wingspan of tens of meters appeared in front of everyone.

It looked like an enlarged several times, all-steel Camelop Falcon. It flew over Lucas and the others at an incredible speed, the turbulence caused by its huge wings blowing away the surrounding dust, then charging towards the four thousand knights.

The steel warplane rushing towards them quickly caught the attention of the witch hunting knights, and bows and crossbows were aimed at the sky, but the speed of the warplane was too fast, with a speed of 360 kilometers per hour, making it difficult to aim effectively.

In the next moment, the intense roar of machine guns rang in everyone's ears, almost rupturing their eardrums.

Tongues of fire burst from the machine gun barrels, and the fierce barrage struck the witch hunting knights, instantly piercing through their armor and turning their flesh into a sieve.

The crimson blood flew across the battlefield, and the painful screams connected into one, leaving behind a horrifying blood path on the battlefield!

In just a dozen seconds, in a single charge, hundreds of witch hunting knights had fallen into a pool of blood, with remnants of bodies and limbs strewn across the entire battlefield, and the dense smell of blood permeated the air...