I Pioneered Scientific Magic C.282: The Miraculous Artificial Rain

"Your Excellency, are you sure this will work? Sprinkling these things into the sky will bring down heavy rain?"

Outside the capital of Hadralata, within a hidden residence, Lydia glanced at the boxes on the ground, then looked at Lynn, speaking hesitantly and with a hint of doubt.

Just moments ago, Lynn had assigned them a peculiar task: to transport a particular kind of powder several thousand meters into the sky and then scatter it.

According to His Excellency, this was called artificial rain...

However, to Lydia, Darren, Raydell, and others, it seemed more like a scene from a myth.

For instance, the scriptures recorded in the Holy Bible: in the year 182 of the Empire, during a severe drought, divine intervention brought down dew that turned into heavy rain, saving the poor affected by the drought...

Even people like Phillip found it dubious. Casting a spell covering an entire city, let alone the entire capital, was beyond even the greatest sorcerers.

Perhaps they could draw a large amount of water vapor for irrigation or create a thick fog, but causing rain seemed too extravagant, requiring an immense amount of magic.

Maybe only the legendary council members could attempt such a feat?

Considering the capital hadn't seen rain for almost half a month, it might be a sign of an impending drought, essentially disrupting the natural order through magic manipulation.

Simultaneously, everyone speculated on what exactly was in these boxes—something with such miraculous abilities. Could it be a material used for supporting spellcasting?

"Don't worry, it'll be fine!" Lynn asserted confidently. He could sense the concentration of water molecules in the air through magic and, coupled with the calculations from the mind, was entirely sure it met the requirements for artificial rain.

Even if they didn't intervene, a heavy rain would have arrived within three days; he just moved up the timing a bit!

The reason they needed this downpour was that Lynn had learned from Anthony that the Archbishop within the capital was a sixth-tier divine practitioner, incredibly powerful.

In a one-on-one situation, even Anthony didn't have full confidence in defeating them.

The safest approach was, of course, to request reinforcements from the council.

However, he had previously mentioned that the Magical Kingdom's plan was formulated by the Society of Mystical Arts. Seeking help from the council now might tarnish the high image the Society had built among these people.

Moreover, this time he had ample preparation time and could play some new tricks!

"Anyway, when you see my signal, immediately pilot the airship and spread these catalysts in the sky!" Lynn instructed Lydia, then looked at Raydell. "When it starts raining, that's also your cue to prepare for the attack!"

The people present exchanged glances. Despite agreeing verbally, they couldn't help but wonder: would this really work?

What if it didn't rain after all? What would they do here, standing foolishly all night?

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At night, within the capital of Hadralata, thousands of royal guards, under the cover of darkness and acting on the king's secret orders, quickly gathered outside Hatar's mansion, blocking all access. Nearby scouts were systematically removed; no mistakes were tolerated...

"Are you sure those wizards are all here?" asked Alva in a deep voice.

"According to Lord William's reconnaissance, they'll gather at the mansion tonight to finalize the last plans," Cody replied, kneeling, his voice low. "Besides, we've received word that the rebellious mine slaves from the southern part of the kingdom are also heading here. They'll be at the city outskirts in about a day..."

Then it would be time for them to seize the throne from both inside and out!

Alva nodded, the information aligning with what he had received. Judging by the distance, those mine slaves would arrive at the city outskirts in about a day.

However, what awaited them would only be the siege of the army. Without the aid of the wizards, those slaves armed with only pickaxes and mining tools would be easily crushed!

"What do you want? This is the residence of His Highness, Crown Prince Hatar..."

The encirclement by the entire regiment of guards swiftly caught the attention of the mansion's internal guards. A robust knight emerged from the gate, glaring at the guards outside. When he recognized Archbishop Alva leading them, his expression changed abruptly. He hastily sent others to notify the Prince.

But it was too late. Dozens of arrows swiftly flew through the air, carried by a biting wind, striking them down on the spot.

"Move in!"

Alva commanded coldly. Behind him, more than seventy bishops and over a hundred priests emerged, each holding a Bible. As the pages fluttered, ethereal hymns echoed through the silent capital.

Simultaneously, a faint white glow enveloped the thousands of royal guards, their faces now showing fervor, charging into Hatar's mansion.

The attack was too sudden. Many guards within the mansion didn't even react before being struck fatally by the crossbow bolts...

But this chaotic scene didn't last long. After dealing with the outer guards, they soon encountered resistance. f𝐫eewe𝚋nove𝗹.𝗰o𝚖

A dozen fireballs the size of heads swiftly arrived, blasting away hundreds of guards in the front. However, due to protective magic, only a few unlucky guards were hit directly and died on the spot. Others suffered minor injuries, quickly getting back on their feet and retaliating with their crossbows...

"Those cultists of the Dark Gods are indeed hiding here!"

Bishop Nos spoke with furious anger. Raising his hand, he prepared to use divine magic to deal with the sudden attackers.

However, these wizards were cunning; it seemed they didn't dare to engage them directly. After casting their magic in secret, they swiftly retreated into the mansion's depths, without pausing for even a second.

Nos immediately suspected there might be secret passages leading out of the mansion, and these people were likely stalling to help Hatar and others escape.

Realizing this, Nos became urgent. After discussing his thoughts with Alva and getting the green light, he took three hundred guards and a dozen bishops and charged deeper into the mansion...

The rest fanned out, sealing the mansion and searching for the hidden wizards...

Alva strolled through the estate, now filled with blood and body parts. The shrill screams echoed incessantly, some from enemies, some from the royal guards, but he paid no heed.

He was waiting for the moment those two grand wizards couldn't hold back any longer!

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