Rumble!
The magical barrier that had covered the White Sacred Hall vanished in an instant, and a torrent of wind and snow poured inside.
Worse still, the snow-capped peaks themselves seemed unable to hold, and an avalanche was beginning to form.
Until now, the mages could still escape the grounds of the hall and use teleportation spells to flee.
But now, even though the magic-nullification barrier had been destroyed, they no longer had the power to cast spells. They could only run around the hall like ordinary people, their panic and despair palpable.
"The Mage Council rose to power on the Book of Sages. Now, with the loss of that book, it will inevitably decline..."
Watching the scene, Fang Yuan suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
As expected, power that wasn't your own could never be relied upon.
Once the magical pages recorded in the Book of Sages were torn away, everyone—from the highest-ranking councilors to the lowliest Black Robes—was no different from an ordinary person.
"Haha... This is... what a beautiful sight!"
Heinz felt no sadness at all. On the contrary, he seemed quite pleased.
Pop!
As he laughed wildly, two enormous fleshy growths bulged from his back and burst open, becoming a pair of mucus-covered wings.
"Let's go!"
Fang Yuan grabbed a bat monster and took flight too, leaving the ground far behind.
"No!!!"
"Lord Heinz, save us!"
"I repent!"
"We're still allies!"
Shouts and pleas rose from below, but Heinz paid them no mind. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if enjoying an opera.
"Where is the Original Color Organization?"
Fang Yuan furrowed his brow and asked quietly.
"The Saint Neil Liang Empire!"
Heinz had lived in this world for decades and had once been a high-ranking member of the Mage Council. His knowledge was extensive,