123: Collision of Trump Cards

Moreover, the Magic Web's overall stance was extremely ambiguous right now. On one hand, they condemned The Truth Society's actions; on the other, they did not truly warn or stop them.

After all, anyone walking the path of the supernatural could face the risk of aberration. Though they did not agree with the absurd claim that aberration itself was truth... if those mages pursuing truth really found a way to suppress aberration... then acknowledging it would not be impossible, right?

"When can we make our move?" The masked girl looked eagerly at Magician and Astrologer, who had already closed his eyes and was pretending to rest nearby. Behind her, a somewhat youthful, expressionless little face lightly pressed a hand to her lips, indicating that she had the same question.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Ling Ling, Lin, and the others had already made tentative attacks, yet no one could break the shields around their opponents. Worse still, their opponents had used some technology that Ling Ling and the others could not understand to completely seal off the entire area with a force field, making escape impossible.

This trapped them in an endless loop.

To escape Arsenal Nation's range, they first had to break through its defenses. But to break through its defenses, they first had to escape Arsenal Nation's range. Yet... to escape Arsenal Nation's range...

"No rush. Adding flowers to brocade is far inferior to sending charcoal in the snow." After hearing his teammate's question, Magician thought for a moment before saying, "Even if we need to huddle together for warmth, we still have to figure out their trump cards completely."

"Xia Country's inheritor is Golden Feather, right? The sixth fragment only appeared twenty years ago. She should be the weakest existence so far, apart from the seventh fragment." As