The technology used to build the Divine Punishment Fortress was a combination of high-level earth magic cast by several sorcerers. They used magic to create the bricks and stones needed to build the fortress, and then used magic to assemble the bricks and stones. The sturdiness and reliability of the fortress was not as good as a normal fortress, or else it wouldn't have been destroyed so easily.
Both the Church and Haydn were well aware of this, which was why after the Divine Punishment Castle had been built, they had set up many protective barriers, all of which were aimed at magical attacks. This was because the greatest weakness of a castle like this was its stability. Once the spells and barriers responsible for stability were disturbed or destroyed, the castle would collapse with a loud bang, just like what had happened today. Therefore, the Church's defenses were all aimed at dealing with magical attacks.
Physical attacks were almost useless against this kind of fortress because the whole thing was made of magic. Wherever there was damage, magic could be used to repair it. It was a lot faster than a normal fortress, and there was no need to worry about the enemy's catapults or siege engines. Moreover, the Church wasn't stupid. They wouldn't let such slow weapons enter their firing range.
Moreover, they had set up many large-scale detection barriers. As long as there was any movement, they would be able to react immediately. They would not give the enemy any chance to use magic to ambush them.
Therefore, according to the common understanding of this world, the God's Punishment Castle, which was protected by all kinds of Divine Incantations and a large number of magic defensive boundaries, was an indestructible fortress. If one used conventional means, even a sorcerer would have a hard time shaking it.
On the other hand, the Voidwalkers possessed powers other than magic. The cannons fired from the cannons were live ammunition, so they would not trigger the anti-magic measures. Even when the cannons penetrated the protective net and hit the ground, the vibration magic hidden in the cannons would not activate. Therefore, the detection spells of the God's Punishment Citadel would not work.
When the dragonflies that had sneaked into the castle issued their final command, the cannonballs began to vibrate at the same time. The resulting resonance not only destroyed the unstable structure of the castle, but also interfered with the most critical stabilizing magic. Hence, the previous scene happened. The huge castle collapsed in an instant.
This was the perfect combination of Earth's technology and magic from another world. The Engineer Walker named it the Magic XX Stick.
However, the Blacksmith was not satisfied. "I don't like these cannons. I'd prefer to replicate the ones on Earth, which use fire, explosion, and smoke to destroy the enemy. But no matter how hard I try, I can't make explosives like the ones on Earth …"
"That's because the elemental structures of both worlds are different. Didn't the Alchemist tear his book in anger after studying chemistry for so long?" The Engineer Walker said, amused. "So we can only use the concept. As for the actual effect, we have to combine it with magic. You might not believe it, but this high-frequency vibration magic is actually from the girls' dormitory …"
At this time, the Archmage had also returned to the command center set up in the City Lord's Mansion. He quietly listened to the discussion between the two, then said, "Can't you guys make the visual effects more obvious? The soldiers outside still don't believe we destroyed the fortress. "
"Simple and practical is what a weapon should be like. Isn't your magic very simple as well?" The Blacksmith Walker retorted.
"Don't worry about it. This is not the only weapon we have. The magic cannons can fire more than one kind of shell. I don't think the church would dare to build another fortress. If it's a field battle, I still have a lot of things waiting to be used … "The Engineer said sinisterly.
The Church had suffered two consecutive blows in a single day, and after analyzing the reason, it seemed to be related to vice president Haydn's incompetence. This made the vice president, who had been in high spirits yesterday, look as if he had lost his parents. He walked into vice president Grant's room with a gloomy face.
"What is that?" Haydn asked in a low voice. With his current level of knowledge and knowledge, he really could not figure it out, so he had no choice but to ask Grant, who was connected to the Voidwalkers.
"A power that transcends common sense." Grant replied with a chuckle. He had also received the news and was in a good mood. He knew that the incredible ideas recorded in the information given to him by the Archmage were all true!
"Nothing can transcend objective laws. They must have used some sort of … some sort of trick that I don't know of!" Haydn roared. "You must know something! If you don't want to be sent to the gallows, then tell me! "
"Hehe, objective? Patterns? What a joke. That's only for humans. "Grant stood up and calmly tidied up his clothes." Do you still not understand? Humans have their own limits! "
"What are you trying to say?!" Haydn sensed that something was wrong. At this time, Grant was actually armed to the teeth. He had already donned his magic equipment and held his staff in his hand.
"I don't want to be a human anymore!" Grant shouted loudly. Suddenly, he exploded and madly gathered magic energy. In an instant, he broke through the barrier of the Holy Spirit level and became a Demigod …
Meanwhile, far away in Arfin City, the Archmage suddenly felt a strong and resolute surge of mana. He looked up and whispered, "Grant … Is he serious?"
Grant had frankly told the Archmage Walker in his secret letter that he was hesitating. He was hesitating between worldly power and knowledge that could change the world. He was a little lost. He was a little reluctant to give up the throne of the president, and he was also a little reluctant to give up the precious knowledge and the opportunity to change the world.
Grant had not made a decision until the secret portal was completed. It was as if he wanted to witness something with his own eyes. So, he used the excuse of supervising the use of the portal to sneak into the Church's army.
It seemed like he was jumping into a pit of fire. If the Church were to lose, he, who was related to the Voidwalkers and refused to cooperate fully with them, would be beheaded. Even if the Church were to gain the upper hand, he was just a traitor. His fate would depend on the mood of the Church.
At the same time, he knew very well that the Voidwalkers would not share their knowledge unconditionally with an outsider like him. Even if they were generous enough to share their knowledge with him, he would still have to deal with the power struggles in the secular world. He was afraid that he would never be able to learn all that knowledge in his lifetime.
Therefore, he made this crazy, but not stupid, decision. When he saw that the Voidwalkers had indeed used those magical powers to defeat the Church, he unleashed all the power he had been suppressing for a long time. He had planned to use it to fight for the position of the Church's president and beheaded the Church's lackey, Hayden, on the spot!
Haydn, who had been dreaming of becoming the president all along the way, could not understand why the bastard he had treated like a stray dog would kill him right under the nose of the Church.
After Grant killed Haydn, he leaped out of the window and flew into the sky. From there, he unleashed his demigod-level firepower, turning Shansa City into a sea of fire. It was not until Saint Zachary, the paladin leader, charged at him with his wings of light that he turned around and ran toward the Chief Judge.
He wanted to face the Chief Judge, who no one wanted to face in the whole continent. He wanted the Chief Judge to use his strongest trump card to help him complete the last step of his plan, which was to escape into the Void.
"What a mad dog!" The Chief Judge glared at Grant, who was charging at him in a frenzy. He gritted his teeth in anger and took out the Soul Banishment Scroll from his robe. It was the most terrifying scroll in the world.
"You will suffer the harshest punishment! You will never be redeemed! "The Chief Judge cast the Soul Banishing Scroll without hesitation.
A few shackles made of light appeared in the air and bound Grant tightly. He instantly felt a great pain, as if his soul was being torn apart. He screamed in agony.
"Cry! Suffer! Then … despair! "The Chief Judge looked at the sea of fire around him and cursed in exasperation.
If the damage caused by the Voidwalkers' strange methods was considered insignificant, then Grant's sudden and crazy move was something that even the rich Church could not bear. A demigod who launched a suicide attack had caused so much damage that it was equivalent to the destruction of the Divine Punishment Fortress three times over.
The casualties were still manageable. Grant was smart enough not to attack the camp of the Church Army, because it was very likely that there were powerful priests and saints stationed there who could resist his spells. He mainly aimed at targets such as the Noble Army and the warehouse, and he succeeded.
If Saint Zachary had not reacted fast enough, Grant would have tried to kill a few of the higher-ups instead of rushing to the Chief Judge's aid.
As the Soul Banishing Scroll continued, Grant's screams grew softer and softer until they were almost inaudible. He knew that his soul and consciousness were about to leave this world forever, but he managed to squeeze a strange smile on his face. The Chief Judge felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Grant's agony.
This proof of allegiance should be enough, right? That was Grant's last thought.
The moment his consciousness disappeared, the Sorcerer's Association's warehouse, which was used to store dimensional materials, suddenly exploded. The precious materials used to build the teleportation circle were instantly vaporized.
"I can't believe he was willing to give up the throne that was so close to him and join us in such a way …" The Archmage could sense that the ripples in the distance were getting weaker and weaker. He could guess Grant's fate.
"Are we going to accept him?" The Engineer Walker asked softly.
"Although he had always been a man who pursued fame and fortune, until the very last moment, he still recalled his original intention as a Wizard, to pursue knowledge and explore the unknown …" The Archmage muttered. "This reminds me of the old saying on Earth, 'If you know the truth in the morning, you can die without regrets' …"
"But he's not dead yet, is he?" The Engineer Walker was surprised.
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