I Pioneered Scientific Magic-Chapter 553: Divinity is the Atomic Nucleus, and the Domain is the Probability Cloud!

While Harof and others were engaged in battle in the northern territories, in the city of Lordsel, Lynn's promotion ceremony was reaching a critical point.

As the scope of his domain expanded, Lynn found his control over the internal elements increasingly overwhelming.

There was no helping it; the continent was just too vast, covering over ten million square kilometers, and even with the augmented computational power of the magic network, it was impossible to manage every element within his domain.

In fact, when the domain expanded to encompass the entire empire, he even lost his basic sensory abilities.

Lynn realized he had reached his limit! Indeed, even with the support of the magic network, it was a pipe dream for a seventh-ring legendary wizard to transform the entire planet into a divine realm.

Even Aila, who possessed divinity, had to establish a church and spend hundreds of years accumulating power.

Thinking this, Lynn sighed, then quickly adjusted his mindset, as he had anticipated this outcome.

The method he envisioned for his promotion didn't need to go to such lengths...

Lynn slowly closed his eyes, beginning the most crucial and dangerous step of the ceremony, the transformation from a lower dimension to a higher dimension! The mediums were threefold: the quantumized intellect or divinity, the microscopic particles, and the soul!

His first step was to fully integrate his soul into his body of energy and magic, and then quantumize it!

Reconstructing his own life form from the microscopic level! Infusing magic and elements with the soul and inserting his will was not a novel idea, having been used to create magic incarnations requiring similar techniques.

Lynn was already proficient in this, although previously he had only used a fraction of his soul's power as an incarnation, this time it involved 'dismembering' his entire spiritual body, a task far more challenging, with the slightest inattention risking his soul scattering.

However, he had already reached this point, and it was too late for regrets, fear, or retreat. Success was the only path forward!

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As he pondered, Lynn's body rippled continuously, and then the oscillations intensified, his solid flesh began to disintegrate, transforming from physical form into basic elements, then into pure energy, before completely dispersing! Along with this, his soul also completely merged with the energy body.

Within seconds, both Lynn's physical body and soul had vanished from this world.

How to think without a brain, how to maintain memories without a soul, these were questions worth pondering.

From a lower-dimensional perspective, he was already dead, and Lynn's consciousness was gradually fading, but from a higher-dimensional view, the situation was quite the opposite; his soul and body were merging in a bizarre form.

He was turning himself into a special atom; his domain was the range of the probability cloud, his soul the most mysterious and unpredictable electron, and his divinity the atomic nucleus that bound the electron.

Relying on his divinity and the expanding domain, everything within Lynn's magical domain appeared before him...a blade of grass, a piece of wood, a cloud, a drop of water, the existence and trajectory of all things were encompassed within his consciousness.

He became a breeze gently blowing over a wheat field or followed a shell as it burst into the ranks of the undead army.

In that moment, a flood of information overwhelmed his consciousness.

...

In the northern valleys blocking the sea of undead, Harof and others subtly felt this subtle change.

Inexplicably, something seemed to have been added to the elements they controlled, or perhaps it was an illusion, as their spellcasting remained normal.

Could it be that the promotion ceremony had already succeeded? Harof and his companions exchanged glances, speculating in their hearts, but according to what Lynn had said earlier, the ceremony was supposed to take about a week, and it had only been about five days.

Moreover, if it had indeed been successful, Lynn would have reached the frontline in an instant.

Their doubts only lasted a few seconds, as Harof and others could no longer afford to dwell on this minor point.

A few days earlier, the nuclear blast that had penetrated the foreign domain had not brought them any respite; the undead, as if unafraid of death, braved the residual high temperatures and radiation effects from the nuclear explosion, emerging anew from the space-time portal.

Some of the shrieking demons even dissolved into unrecognizable forms the moment they rushed out of the portal, yet still crazily charged forward.

In the past few days, they had repelled one wave after another of attacks, the most perilous moment being when three legendary beings and hundreds of skeletal dragons burst out of the portal just as they had finished firing a round of Solar Flares!

Harof and others had to personally intervene to control the situation.

Although everything had been going smoothly so far, with the kingdom's army successfully blocking the undead within this

mountain valley, a deep unease began to rise within them.

There must be something they were overlooking...

After all, the enemy must know that such an offensive would not be enough to break their defenses, yet they still employed the same unchanging, aggressive tactics.

Could it be that they really intended to exhaust their ammunition and energy reserves? Victorio furrowed his brows, also pondering this point, but suddenly, as if sensing something, his expression changed dramatically, and the electromagnetic cannon he was aiming at a bone dragon abruptly shifted direction, nearly hitting an airship flying overhead.

"What's wrong, Chairman Victorio?" Aurora immediately turned to look at Victorio beside her, her words filled with puzzlement.

Harof and Anthony also noticed the change in his demeanor. With the computational abilities of legendary wizards, it was impossible for there to be a misfire.

"The space-time portal, the one near the capital, has been activated!" Victorio spoke urgently.

Hearing this, a chill ran down the spines of those present.

This was indeed their greatest concern! After all, to cope with this cross-dimensional war, they had concentrated most of the kingdom's strength in the north, as only then could they stand a chance of victory, and the forces left to guard the other space-time portals were very thin, likely unable to withstand an invasion by the undead legion.

"What's the situation there now? Have any messages come through? How many people do we need to send for support?" Aurora quickly asked.

Victorio shook his head; he had yet to receive any communication via electromagnetic waves, although by now, messages transmitted at the speed of light should have arrived.

To save or not to save, and how many forces to deploy for the rescue, was indeed a question worth pondering.

Because it was very possible that it was a feint; if they diverted too many forces there, their defenses here would collapse in an instant, but if they sent too few people for support, the situation would be equally grave, meaning a large number of kingdom cities would fall and become a playground for the undead.

Harof faced this difficult decision.

"Leave this to me, I have fifteen Solar Flares and hundreds of thousands of kingdom troops here, we should be able to hold this side without any problem," Anthony pondered, the first to speak up, in his view, this area's offensive was definitely just a cover, otherwise the previous attacks would have been much fiercer.

"Alright! In that case, Aurora, Victorio, and I will go to the other side!" Harof quickly made the decision, now was not the time to hesitate, and reallocating the army from the north back to the capital was somewhat unrealistic, even by train it wouldn't be fast enough.

"Then let Lydia go ahead and support first, she's the fastest among us!" Victorio suggested.

After a brief discussion, Harof and the others, unable to wait any longer, transformed into streams of light and vanished into the sky.

In the sky, Lydia, who was engaged in battle, also received the communication, immediately turning her aircraft toward the direction of the capital.

...

Just twenty kilometers away from the kingdom, inside a mine, under the horrified gaze of wizards and guards, the rune locks sealing the space-time node burst open within just two seconds.

Following this, a giant dragon head emerged from the space-time portal, exhaling a breath of icy wind, turning the incoming bullets and the terrified faces of the soldiers into ice sculptures.

With the expansion of the space-time portal, the body of Walock, the Dragon of Winter, appeared completely within the mine, and behind him, a large number of elite undead beasts also rushed out from the portal.

"Quick, get the electromagnetic cannon ready, we must not let them break through here!" Grand Wizard Gavin cried out in fear, simultaneously attempting to send out an invasion alert via electromagnetic communication.

However, the entire mine was within the enemy's domain, making it impossible to send out any electromagnetic waves.

"Damn it!" Gavin cursed, but the next moment, his body stiffened, and he fell to the ground like a rag doll, lifeless.

This was the legendary undead spell [Life Stripping]!

It could instantly kill any non-legendary being not under divine protection!

Walock was delighted, swallowing the souls of all present in one gulp.

"Walock, you fool!" Cecil, just stepping out of the space-time portal, was very annoyed. The caster in front of him was clearly a leader, likely knowing a lot of information, and extracting his memories might have yielded a lot of information about the God of the Moon, but Walock's domain of the undead had cut him off.

"That was my prey, I'll deal with it as I please, Cecil!" Walock said, rather displeased. The injury he had sustained in the foreign domain had not fully healed, and he needed some powerful souls to recover, so how could he possibly let go of one that caught his eye.

However, Walock also knew that once they won this divine war, Cecil would leap to become a demigod, a lord of the undead, to avoid dying unclearly like that great demon, he spoke again. "Let me tell you some good news, Cecil, their souls are not protected by any god!"

This did not surprise Cecil; moreover, he sensed that the elements in the void seemed to be infused with some power.

It could be because of their invasion, that the God of the Moon was making a last-ditch effort, trying to completely control this world before the arrival of the Lord of the Dead.

"It looks like we also need to speed up our actions." Cecil raised his hand, now just a skeleton, and all the fallen beings stood up again, soulless, their gazes hollow, merely a group of walking corpses.