I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 428 - 416: This is Unscientific But Very Magical!

"There is no such thing as a sure bet; accidents can happen at any time. If we can be sure of an 80% chance of victory, then it's worth going all out!" Harrov comforted.

If it hadn't been for Lynn's last-minute development of a method to detect enemy movements by sensing ground vibrations, they would have likely been unable to avoid the church's ambush this time.

The situation would have been unpredictable then, and even if they had emerged victorious from a battle, the losses would have been severe!

A more likely outcome would have been another defeat, or mutual destruction…

"In my opinion, there's no need to worry that much. We are 'lightly armed' this time, and those people can only eat our dust. Gaining some time shouldn't be difficult…" Rafael said optimistically.

"It's not good to be so certain!" Lynn shook his head, looking towards the rear, and said, "They've caught up!"

As they spoke, a dragon's roar that sent shivers down their spines came from the distance.

Under everyone's gaze, a crimson fireball was speeding towards them.

As it drew closer, they realized that it wasn't a fireball but a ferocious-looking monster with a wingspan exceeding twenty meters, crimson scales like cast molten lava, and blood-red eyes that exuded a murderous and brutal aura.

"Is this… a dragon?" Rafael's pupils shrank, immediately recalling the calamity of the great dragons in the Wizard Land decades ago.

"It should only be a lesser dragon species!" Harrov corrected.

"So fast, its speed must be at least 180 kilometers per hour. How can such a large and heavy thing fly so quickly with just its flesh?" Lynn said, surprised, asserting that even with those dragon wings, it shouldn't be possible to reach a hundred kilometers per hour, let alone to take off.

Harrov and the others looked at Lynn with a strange expression, not understanding why this Star of Magic would say such a thing. After all, his steel-made fighter also reached speeds of three to four hundred kilometers per hour.

Lynn was unaware of everyone's thoughts; otherwise, he would have told them that the flight method of the fighter was very scientific, and this was clearly magical!

However, at this moment, Lynn didn't have the energy to explore how this Fire Dragon managed to fly.

Because their enemies had already entered the range of attack and magic casting.

The several machine guns set up at the rear of the airship immediately opened fire, with dense bullets pouring down on the Molten Lava Fire Dragon like a torrential downpour.

However, despite its large size, the dragon was more agile than they had imagined; with a flicker of its wings, it easily avoided the incoming barrage of bullets.

"They should have anticipated and aimed ahead of its path…" Lynn shook his head; these machine-gunners were still too green and, combined with the short training time, were too rushed into battle.

Then came the second line of defense formed by the wizards—a barrage of fireballs, ice blades, and the power of thunder covered a large area. Since the enemy was extremely fast and agile, they decided to make it so that it couldn't dodge!

However, this time, their target didn't dodge but instead opened its mouth to release a scorching Dragon Breath. The wave of fire at thousands of degrees temperature extinguished all incoming magic, and, still spewing Dragon Breath, it charged towards the airship formation.

The rolling flames arrived in an instant; Lynn stepped forward, stretching out his hand, with the index and middle fingers trembling slightly. Invisible ripples spread through space-time, and the oncoming Dragon Breath was sliced apart by an unseen force, passing by the sides of the airship, warping the air with its roiling heat…

The invisible "Space Oscillation," while imperceptible to the naked eye, could still be sensed by Sirid, the Cardinal, for he could feel the might of this force powerful enough to cause spatial fluctuations.

The Molten Lava Fire Dragon below him was no less sensitive to danger, and perhaps even more so than Sirid. Before the "Space Oscillation" could get close, the dragon had already leaped to dodge, abruptly stopping its Dragon Breath.

Realizing that this airship had the protection of a powerful wizard and would be difficult to destroy, Sirid decided to avoid it and turned his attention to other targets.

Within the entire formation, there were more than a hundred airships stretched over a kilometer in length!

Such war machines, if present on a battlefield, would likely easily crush an army of tens of thousands; but in Sirid's eyes, they were nothing more than targets.

The Molten Lava Fire Dragon's twenty-meter-long wings flapped fiercely, as the massive dragon body gained speed once again, rushing towards an airship on the right. Its searing Dragon Breath erupted forth, easily breaking through the witchcraft barrier and enveloping the entire airship in flames.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky, and the entire airship was engulfed by the fire, with the sound of violent explosions echoing through the air.

Even though the airship's gasbags were specially made of fire-resistant material, they could not withstand such terrifying temperatures, and the steel framework was directly melted and destroyed…

The Molten Lava Fire Dragon rose again, evading dozens of incoming ice blades. Its thick dragon tail whipped violently, striking heavily against the airship's hull along with a teeth-grinding thud; the iron railings were smashed to pieces, causing half of the cockpit to burst open and fall towards the ground as a fireball…

"Damn it, signal them to scatter!" Rafael shouted urgently, watching another airship being shot down within seconds.

As the Molten Lava Fire Dragon charged directly into the midst of the airships, they dared not cast powerful spells in retaliation, for if the dragon dodged, the attacks would hit their allies instead.

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In fact, without needing Rafael's reminder, the clustered airships had already dispersed in all directions.

Sirid certainly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by; riding the Molten Lava Fire Dragon, he weaved through the airships. Waves of fire rose, painting the sky with streaks of crimson, all within a mere ten seconds or so.

Alec, the pilot, watched helplessly as an airship not far from him was set ablaze by the scorching Dragon Breath, a mixture of anger and fear in his eyes.

Usually, it was they who toyed with the enemy with their extraordinary speed, but now the tables had turned. Their enemy was faster and more agile than they were!

This made the large and slow-to-turn disadvantage of the airships particularly deadly; they couldn't even evade the Dragon's Breath.

"Damn it!" Alec cursed under his breath and then turned to Sanchez, the Shaping Science Grand Wizard beside him, and said urgently, "Wizard, are we just going to watch?"

Sanchez was also anxious, but without any solution at hand. The dragon was flying too swiftly, hitting and running without lingering anywhere. Their spells either missed or failed to injure the creature.

Just as Sanchez was hesitating whether to transform into the Dorgard Giant Eagle and engage in a fight to the death with the foe, the device receiving electromagnetic signals suddenly lit up.

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