Solam had overworked his brain.
After discussion among a group of veteran priests and high-ranking witches, they reached a joint conclusion. This situation was actually quite common among mages. After all, the calculations involved in a mage's various experiments were immense. Once they remained in a state of intense calculation for too long, their brains naturally fell into a strange sort of exhaustion.
The brain was different from other parts of the body. Even when overused, it would not go on strike, because if it did, you were completely done for. But it could enter a peculiar state of excitement, manifested as wildly and excitedly thinking nonsense; or sluggishness, where excessive excitement delayed its response to external information; or hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.
It was simply that other mages' conditions had never been as severe as Solam's. In a serious case, Solam could become a madman; in an even worse one, he could suffer brain death. They had to curb his brain's abnormal activity.
As someone who had been researching the orbital cannon project, Lady Diatz naturally knew just how terrifying the amount of calculation required to precisely control the energy of tens of thousands of runes was. Thus, she understood very well why Solam had ended up like this.
In the end, through everyone's combined efforts, they used a large composite hypnosis spell to send Solam into slumber. They used immense mental power to suppress Solam's thoughts and reduce his brain activity.
But no one knew how long this slumber would last...
After the massive explosion, the Black Orcs retreated.
They had no choice but to retreat. What had just happened was fucking terrifying. Even bolstered by Bloodlust, the Black Orcs no longer had the courage to fight. If that horrifying explosion happened a few more times, everyone