Ronald had read quite a few books.
But he hadn’t systematically studied specialized fields like chemistry or mechanics, so his understanding was only at the level of an ordinary person.
Now, facing the explosion scene below, Ronald could only go down and see the situation for himself.
Luckily, he had the "Angel" Spell, a versatile defensive spell.
Thus, in terms of his own safety, Ronald didn’t have much to worry about. Even severely violating fire safety regulations, he ventured downwards amid flames and thick smoke.
However, it wasn’t long before the complexion of Philis, who was beside him, began to change:
"Ron... Ronald, something’s not right here."
"I feel dizzy, and I’m having chest tightness."
Just hearing the description, even without looking, Ronald understood that Philis was suffering from a lack of oxygen. The violent explosion and continuous burning were rapidly depleting the oxygen in the area, and that was the first issue they faced after rapidly approaching the scene.
With his physical condition, Ronald could hold on.
However, Philis was clearly not on his level.
After a moment’s thought, Ronald made a decision:
"Philis, you head to an outer area, I’ll check the situation inside myself."
Philis looked terribly pale but chose to support Ronald.
At their level of understanding, there was no need for more pretentious words. Ronald waved his hand, sending Philis flying outward with "Equal Wheel," and then he plunged into the burning zone below.
With no comrade to look after, Ronald moved faster than before, and it didn’t take him long to reach a position fairly close to the ground. The white film of "Angel" covered Ronald’s body, protecting him from the external fire and smoke.
In this position, Ronald could finally see the tragic state of the ground.
Compared to the scattered flames outside, here, a contiguous red spared no corner; every part of the fragmented buildings and the shattered ground was aflame.
If one must find a precise word to describe the situation here.
It could only be a ’sea of fire.’
Taking in this horrific scene, Ronald continued to delve deeper, estimating the strength of the "Angel’s" defense. All-around flames and high temperatures, along with potentially other damages, were causing a constant decay of the defensive spell.
About every minute, Ronald had to reset the "Angel." The rate of exhaustion and the unrelenting frequency were indeed much more exhausting than fighting with ordinary mystical Caster.
Continuing into the sea of fire, Ronald finally arrived at his destination.
—The entire disaster scene.
—Also, precisely at the center of the explosion.
—Detected by the power of "Fury": three living people.
Ronald originally thought these three survivors were mystical Casters involved in the incident, who had managed to survive using spells. But upon closer inspection, he realized that was not the case.
The three survivors were actually in a vault located in the basement of an industrial office building. Positioned underground and with excellent sealing and strength, these features were the reasons they could survive.
However, such a situation also became a limitation for Ronald. His initial idea was to help the three self-protecting Casters escape, but now he faced ordinary people with no defense against the fire!
Not to mention the likelihood of these people being killed by flames and smoke.
Even seeing Ronald performing spells would cause significant trouble for these people later on.
But if left unattended...
Although these people were still in a state of safety, the heat of the fire was gradually spreading underground, and sooner or later, it would cook them alive inside.
"Rescuing people should be the priority, right?"
After pondering for a few seconds, a somewhat immature idea popped into Ronald’s mind.
With a flick of his fingers, the power of the "Archangel" first moved away the soil and flames around the vault, simultaneously reinforcing the hardness of the vault itself.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when the flames were diverted, Ronald immediately controlled the power of Fury to enter and knocked out the three ordinary people, also acting as a buffer for the next actions.
"From the perspective of the relationship between the entire earth and sky, we shall begin forming our cognition."
Next was the "Astrolabe Measurement" from Astronomy Master.
Ronald inserted the Saint Catherine’s Sword diagonally into the ground beneath the vault and defined the distance between the two ends as the longest. Then, he stomped hard on the exposed end of the Longsword.
With a sudden loud explosion, the underground vault violently flew upwards.
With the help of the lever built by Ronald on the fly, his already formidable strength was amplified several times, forcibly propelling the entire vault high into the sky!
Watching the vault soar upwards, Ronald retrieved Saint Catherine’s Sword and flew up closely behind it.
A few more fierce kicks followed, during which Ronald severely distorted the shape of the vault.
Of course, this also raised its position even higher.
Once the vault was at a height where ordinary people wouldn’t instantly perish, Ronald immediately swung his sword to split it open, then the black fog of the power of Fury enveloped and safely escorted the three people out.
The conditions of these three people were almost exactly as Ronald had guessed.
A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant, likely the owner of the factory; a young man in worker’s attire, undoubtedly an employee of the factory; and finally, a small boy with a dirty face and frail body, probably a child laborer of the factory.
Almost simultaneously, the remnants of the vault tossed high into the air fell beside Ronald, with no living people below, and the area engulfed in flames was not a place anyone would come to inspect.
Ronald took one last glimpse at the fiery red of the ground.
He sighed lightly, then carried the three people with him as he flew toward the outskirts of the disaster site.
Flying through the air was a quick way to leave the danger zone.
While avoiding places where he might be seen, about a minute passed, and Ronald found Hera, whom he had sent out earlier.
At this moment, Hera was not alone.
A little girl lay unconscious in her arms, surrounded by two men who had taken off their coats.
As Ronald was rescuing these three people from the heart of the fire, investigators zealous in their duties had gathered en masse to take action, and naturally, some had noticed Hera and approached to inquire about the situation.
Seeing the current state of his companions,
Ronald immediately flew over,
"Philis, how are things on your end?"