The barrier shattered, shattering into pieces and flying all over the sky.

Seeing this, Perard showed a shocked expression.

As an archmagister, he naturally saw more than the nobles in the field. He was able to feel the flow of energy and elements through the changes in his surroundings, and although he could not record these changes with the influence of crystal replications, and because the storm had raised a lot of sand and dust, it was impossible to see what was inside, but based on his years of experience and the archmage's fierce observation, he had already estimated what was going on inside:

Audri unleashed the fatal blow and, in Perard's opinion, the same platinum level, could not dodge in this situation. However, the man in the dark purple dress is gone!

Teleport? Wrong...

That's impossible!

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that it was not a dimensional magic like teleportation. Well, since it's not magic, it can only be a physical factor.

However, is this possible?

Although there is a huge gap between the physical fitness of magicians and swordsmen, in terms of insight, magicians are not far behind, or even better, and he is the great magus of magicians. Reaching this realm, there is hardly anything in this world that escapes his insight.

However, there is now a situation that exceeds his expectations:

He couldn't see how the man was moving! No matter how much he played it back, he couldn't catch the movement of that figure!

That's why he had this expression.

After the figure vanished, it was Audri who was pressed to the floor, and the battle ended.

The video of the crystal projection of the image reproduction kept repeating, and although Perard looked at the image, his mind was no longer on it, he was thinking.

Behind him, Moravin stood quietly, not making the slightest sound, for fear of interrupting the Grand Magus's train of thought. Seeing that Perard had not moved, he was bored and had to continue watching the video. Although he had seen it many times, every time the video showed the scene of the enchantment shattering, his heart would be shocked again.

It's so strong!

After a long time, Perard came to his senses and took out a light blue spherical prop from the wooden box on the stage. The props were covered with cracks, and it looked like they had been hit hard.

Normally, he would have fixed this item as soon as possible, but now was not the time to do it.

Perard's lips quirmed, chanting obscure incantations. Although his voice was subtle, Moravin standing behind him could faintly hear his extremely fast speech. That's at least three times as fast as him!

The Ring of Truth unfolded in his hand, and the obscure spell runes accompanied by a mysterious purple glow swirled in the circle, and soon, the complete magic circle enveloped the pale blue magic props. Immediately after, suffocating energy fluctuations erupted from the prop.

The wind swept through the lab, and the pages, props, and objects were rolled up in an instant, but as soon as they left the table, the ceiling of the lab flashed with a magical glow, and then the items were pressed back as if they had been suppressed.

I don't think it's the first time Perard has done this kind of thing.

At the moment of the energy release, Moravan breathed for a moment, he didn't experience this fluctuation, but he knew that the magic prop had been suffering this level of energy shock an hour ago. And now, he's feeling it, too.

That's what Platinum is...

The mere fluctuations that emanated had already made his face pale.

As if sensing Moravin's discomfort, a magic array suddenly appeared in front of him.

The terrifying power pressing on his body dissipated in an instant, and the liberated Moravan gasped for breath. At this moment, the terrifying strength of the platinum level had already carved a deep mark on his heart. For a magician of his level, it was still a bit reluctant to contend with this level of pressure.

Seeing that Moravin's crisis was resolved, Perard focused on the energy fluctuations that were constantly escaping. If he's not mistaken, he's supposed to be here.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something. The mysterious light reappeared, and several magic arrays appeared at the same time, floating in the air. As they revealed, the image of the laboratory being subjected to the wind seemed to drop a few points.

It should be enough.

Perard nodded, ready for the onslaught.

Boom –

Ping Pong –

As a loud bang came out, several magic arrays shattered in response, making a crisp sound. The furious energy instantly filled the lab, and then wreaked havoc.

Perard realized something was wrong before the energy burst appeared, and at that moment he immediately chanted several defensive spells, but the magic array was torn apart as soon as it appeared. His body subconsciously moved in front of Moravin, and then received a violent impact.

Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see the faint silver glow of Wyselan shine into the airtight laboratory.

...

Bang –

The deafening sound suddenly exploded, and the magicians, civilians, and adventurers within a kilometer radius of the Magic Association were all startled. They hurried out of the room and out of the tavern.

However, as soon as they went out, they were greeted by a rain of gravel falling from the sky, and there was a relatively loud sound in several directions, and it seemed that a big guy had smashed into the roof.

When the rain of rubble stopped, they all looked in the direction from which the initial sound had come. Then they saw smoke billowing from the Magical Society's complex.

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, right? The Magic Guild blew up? Someone rubbed their eyes.

"Boy, you just came to Galingbun, let's do it, the Magic Association always has accidents at two ends in three days, just get used to it." It's just that this time the movement is a bit big, and I don't know what new things the bald people in the Tiantianwo laboratory have come up with. Someone patted the man on the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned manner.

"What? Do you do this often? ”

"yes, haven't heard of it? There's a lot more you haven't heard of yet, so if you invite me to a drink or two tonight, I'll give you a slow talk. ”

"Let's go! I'm invited tonight! ”

"Refreshing! Hahaha! ”

With that, the two of them went back to the tavern with their shoulders together.

Conversations like these unfold in the streets of the city, with locals spitting anecdotes about Garlingbon and outsiders listening with gusto. Although the movement of the Magic Association attracted a lot of attention for a while, as it was not without precedent in the past, people quickly calmed down and continued to enjoy the nightlife of Galimbon.

It's just that this night, some people are not destined to be peaceful.