I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 425 - 413: The Roar of the Fire Dragon, A Way to Deal with the Airship.

Under Joshua's explanation, Sirid realized the terrifying nature of this new weapon, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead as he hastily spoke up.

"We can no longer wait, we must send these demonic minions straight to hell immediately!"

Sirid couldn't imagine, if they let these wizards continue their development, what kind of powerful witchcraft weapons the enemy could create.

"Had we known earlier, we should have continued the pursuit," Sirid said with regret, as they had struggled to achieve a significant victory in a surprise attack, yet had not managed to annihilate their enemy.

Now, to attack again would clearly require a frightfully heavy sacrifice.

"Don't worry, Sirid, under the mighty power of the Lord, all resistance is but futile," Joshua assured him.

They had allowed the wizards' legion to flee not only because their own crusading army had suffered severe casualties and was demoralized, but also deliberately, to use this army as bait to draw in the wizards' main force.

He knew very well that once the Holy Maiden exerted her full power, those so-called new weapons would seem as ludicrous as toys.

However, after the battle, this incarnation could no longer be used, it would have to have its body replaced, and it would take several years to recover its strength.

"Holy Maiden Lucia, the Divine Arts you requested have been arranged!"

A nun walked in from outside the training ground and whispered reverently in the ear of the Holy Maiden.

Lucia nodded, and with a thought, the seamless steel tube in her hand was disintegrated into basic elements. Once they leveled the Wizard Council, they would naturally obtain all the production and usage techniques of the new weapons.

This was indeed the fastest way!

The group walked out of the training ground and soon stepped into the great Cathedral of the Mist Territory.

In recent years, the ruling Duke, relying on the extraction of oil, had made a fortune, and to exhibit his devoutness to the Lord, naturally, he had the Cathedral built tall and large, very solemn and majestic.

In the square in front of the Cathedral, hundreds of bishops were gathered, holding the Bible and reciting prayers.

Thick, golden columns stood all around them, and beneath their feet was a vast, intricate Divine Arts circle.

Lucia stepped forward and stood in the center of the Divine Arts circle.

"Praise be to my Lord, great Eternal God..." "Your glory shines over the whole continent, making even the stars dim in comparison!"

Among the devout hymns of the bishops, the statue of God inside the Cathedral radiated a soft golden light, followed by the same light appearing on Lucia.

Then, a strong fluctuation of Divine Arts began to spread outward, the Divine Arts circle inscribed on the ground seeming to come alive, the space on the ground beginning to distort, and the neatly arranged bricks and stones completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

The entire interior of the Divine Arts circle was quickly drenched in a cloak of darkness, rippling continuously like water.

The next moment, a huge and terrifying claw emerged from the pitch-black abyss, followed by a body cast in crimson, resembling molten lava, its formidable presence causing everyone present to hold their breath.

It wasn't until the creature had fully emerged that Sirid could see it was a Molten Lava Fire Dragon!

At the same time, Divine Arts chains swept in from the surrounding columns, firmly entwining the massive body of the dragon.

"Roar~" The Molten Lava Fire Dragon struggled violently, and the chains of Divine Arts clinked as they were pulled taut, but the more it struggled, the tighter the chains bound it.

After a few attempts, the Molten Lava Fire Dragon gave up on that plan, its fierce eyes the size of fists fixed dead on Lucia, who hovered above the darkness, and then it exhaled a searing Breath...

This Breath was unimaginably powerful, as if the very space itself were scorched, and the rolling heat reached Sirid, reminding him of the searing, heaven-descending beam on the battlefield!

"Your Highness Lucia!" Sirid shouted in alarm, but then he realized his concern was unnecessary, as the powerful Dragon Breath began to weaken rapidly before it could reach the Holy Maiden.

"Wyrmkin, indeed have no brains," Lucia lifted her hand, and the flames ceased instantaneously; the entire body of the Molten Lava Fire Dragon appeared as if its throat had been grasped, letting out a pained growl.

The chains binding the dragon's body began to dissolve, seeping into the crimson dragon scales...

Seeing Lucia subdue the Molten Lava Fire Dragon, summoned from another realm, so effortlessly, Sirid couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his regard for the Holy Maiden chosen by the Church changed from mere compliance out of respect for her title to genuine reverence and envy from the depths of his heart.

Her strength must indeed be a blessing from the Eternal God!

The surrounding nuns also wore looks of admiration, dreaming that one day they too might be chosen by the Lord, ascend in one step and become the Holy Maiden of the Church.

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After thoroughly subjugating the ferocious Molten Lava Fire Dragon, Lucia condensed a dragon-shaped gemstone and handed it over to Sirid, who stood beside her.

"You shall control it," she said.

This gemstone, created by her power, was connected to the Divine Arts that bound the Molten Lava Fire Dragon and could be used to issue commands to it.

"Thank you for your trust, Your Highness Lucia!" Sirid accepted it with a surprised gratitude.

He clearly understood that the Holy Maiden had gone to great lengths to capture a Molten Lava Fire Dragon from another realm, obviously aiming to confront those flying ships!

Sirid had heard before that these large alchemical creations were highly manoeuvrable, reaching speeds of over a hundred kilometers per hour, and could launch a powerful beam that annihilated hundreds of Griffin Knights, making them one of the most important aerial forces in the hands of the Wizards.

If no measures were taken to contain them, the more than a hundred flying ships would be enough to completely rout the entire crusading army.

Now, with the Molten Lava Fire Dragon at their side, things would be different. This superior Wyrm was not only faster than the flying ships, but its Dragon Breath and Talent Magic were more than sufficient for aerial combat.

To the massive flying ships, with their slow evasion and turning speed, the Molten Lava Fire Dragon was nothing but a living target.

"How are our soldiers doing? Have they recovered yet?" Lucia turned to Joshua, who stood by her side, and asked.

"Your Highness, after the Priest's Divine Arts baptism, they have overcome their fear of witchcraft," Joshua replied.

"In that case, we depart tonight!" Lucia declared decisively.

The pillar of light that pierced the sky at noon had made a profound impression on her; although she had unraveled the principle of that magic and found a way to counter it, the most prudent course of action was naturally to avoid the enemy's strength and not give them the opportunity to use it.