Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it may be, just like this rose.

The moment the roses bloomed, the entire church collapsed from the inside out, with bricks and shattered building materials being thrown high into the air.

While the crowd in other parts of the castle was drawn to the blooming roses, a few sharp-eyed people noticed what was being supported by the roses.

When they saw those things clearly, they didn't hesitate and immediately let out a sharp explosion!

"Ah! Get out of the way! Something's going to fall!!!"

"Get out of the way! Do you want to die? I don't! Get out of my way!"

"I don't want to die!!!"

"......"

Those with sharp eyes turned around and began to flee into the distance. If they encountered anyone blocking their way, they simply pushed them aside, caring only about their own survival and not about whether the person who was pushed to the ground was alive or dead.

However, no one kindly offered to remind everyone to escape together, as the strength of one or a few people was too weak.

No matter how much they shouted, it was to no avail.

During this process, the objects that had been thrown into the air also fell back down.

Some landed inside the castle, and some landed outside the castle.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!"

A series of loud, muffled sounds echoed throughout the area surrounding the castle.

In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, houses were destroyed, and the entire castle was stained with blood.

Faced with such a sudden change, no one could react; they could only stand there dumbfounded, waiting to die.

It wasn't until the sound and smoke dissipated that everyone came to their senses.

The next moment, screams, howls, and painful groans replaced the roaring sounds in every corner of the castle.

At this moment, the entire castle looked exactly like a living hell.

The blond man and the kind man, who were following Byron's fate, were fortunate enough to escape because they were hiding in a sturdy room.

They stood blankly at the window, staring at the hellish scene below.

It wasn't until the painful screams rang out that the two of them slowly came to their senses.

The blond man swallowed hard as he looked at the blood-soaked scene below.

"This...this is the power of a wizard?"

The composure and coldness on the kind man's face had completely vanished.

Although he was indifferent to human life, he only killed them; he couldn't have done things like this, with severed limbs scattered everywhere and bloody flesh covering the streets and house walls.

This is not a concept at all!

Upon hearing the blond man's question, the kind man shook his head blankly, unsure how to answer.

In his imagination, wizards were just like those in the stories, throwing fireballs and such; he never imagined such a scene.

After this experience, they will likely no longer have any contempt for wizards.

Moreover, they were all incredibly grateful that they had obediently followed Byron's instructions without the slightest negligence.

Just as the entire castle was engulfed in wailing, the smoke slowly dissipated at the location of the church, and Byron's figure gradually appeared.

At this moment, Byron, who caused all of this, was also somewhat embarrassed.

Upon seeing the vast expanse of flat land around him, a complex expression appeared on his face.

Originally, this flat land should have been home to a large circle of small, crowded houses, but at the moment the roses bloomed, the houses surrounding the church could not escape the fate of being destroyed and fell apart.

However, since the church absorbed most of the explosion, the surrounding houses were only flattened by the giant waves and did not rise directly to the sky like the church.

As for the people in the church and those houses, is there even a need to ask? Even brick and stone houses couldn't withstand it; what could their flesh and blood possibly use to resist? Their heads?!

The moment the light appeared, all those people had already died; none of them survived until the flames emerged.

But it's all for the best; dying sooner means being reborn sooner and suffering less.

In fact, Byron also overlooked this situation.

He forgot that the explosion would be amplified in a confined space until the moment he released the magic, when the All-Seeing Eye reminded him.

The underlying principle is quite simple: the destructive power of the Flame Explosion Spell mainly comes from the detonation shockwave and the high-temperature, high-pressure gas.

Shock waves can spread in all directions in an open environment, and their power decreases rapidly with distance.

However, in a confined space, the shock wave hits the wall and is reflected, causing the high-pressure wave that was originally heading outward to turn back. It then overlaps with the newly generated shock wave, increasing the pressure and causing the air pressure in the space to rise repeatedly.

As for the high-temperature, high-pressure gas produced, it rapidly expands and rises into the air to dissipate heat in the open air, releasing its volume infinitely.

However, in a confined space, the volume is fixed, and the high-temperature, high-pressure gas is trapped inside, continuously raising the ambient air pressure and creating a sustained high-pressure effect.

This prolonged compression of the spatial structure led to the church exploding and the remaining objects being thrown into the air.

After a brief moment of reflection, Byron's face lit up with excitement.

"Omniscient, retrieve the reaction values ​​of the previous Flame Explosion spell and the data from this experiment."

[Retrieving data...]

Indeed, after being alerted by the All-Seeing Eye, Byron actually had plenty of time to run out of the church and reach the safe area, and wouldn't be in such a sorry state now.

However, after receiving the warning, Byron did not immediately flee as advised by the All-Seeing Eye, but instead stayed.

He did this because he knew very well that this was a rare opportunity to observe the data of the fire-condensation magic and the implosion phenomenon up close.

However, he wasn't foolish enough to directly endure the harm himself; that wouldn't be called an experiment, but rather suicide.

During that reaction time, Byron repeatedly calculated and, with the help of the All-Seeing Eye, found several feasible methods.

So he randomly chose one of the methods and began his journey of observation and experimentation.

Retrieval successful

As the All-Knowing Eye gave its prompt, a dynamic image appeared before Byron's eyes.

And around this image, a dense array of data was marked out.

For example, real-time data on quasi-static pressure (i.e., the long-term high pressure generated by a sealed explosion), real-time data on echo pressure boosting (i.e., the pressure increase caused by the superposition of rebound shock waves), and the interrogation effect, etc.

Looking at the data that gradually increased over time and the various reactions in the church, Byron narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had a premonition that with this data and the Flame Explosion spell, he might be able to create another spell that was uniquely his own.

Furthermore, by organizing all this data and conducting more related experiments, he could even produce a research report.

With that thought in mind, Byron turned off the image, saved it with the All-Knowing Eye, and then turned and walked towards the outer perimeter of the castle.