Chapter 332: Chain, Chain [bonus]
Regulus returned to the stone house and sat on the edge of the bed, back against the wall.
His mind kept replaying the scene. The beam punching through the sea surface, shockwaves displacing air in pulsing rings, the island splitting down the middle, water rushing in to fill the void.
Then he started thinking about what it meant.
One island. He'd treated it as a single target, pushed his output to maximum, sustained full power, and the result was an entire island shaken to rubble and sunk beneath the waves.
Did that count as brute-forcing a miracle? Making up for incomplete understanding with raw magical output?
Not that his understanding was incomplete. Both his theory and his power were close to their ceiling.
Wizards who could erase something that large from existence weren't common, but they existed. He could count them on one hand.
Fiendfyre could burn it away, but Fiendfyre was a cursed creation that annihilated matter at an existential level, leaving nothing behind. Not even ash.
The Disintegration Curse worked through vibration. The island was still there, broken into countless pieces on the seabed.