Benjamin heard Levin Mills say "No" and could not help sneering, his voice dripping with mockery:
"Looking at your half-crippled state, if we really fight, you'll definitely die. If you turn and run now, I might not actually be able to stop you."
Levin Mills actually nodded as well, acknowledging how terrible his condition was. But then a smug smile of total control appeared on his face:
"Benjamin, geniuses like you often share one common flaw—arrogance! It was precisely your arrogance that gave me time to complete my final preparations!"
Before he had even finished speaking, he abruptly spread his palm. A piece of silvery-white metal engraved with intricate runes lay in it, radiating intense anti-magic fluctuations before rapidly turning to ash!
Hum...
An invisible force field instantly spread outward from him!
Benjamin immediately felt his connection to the surrounding elements being rapidly severed. It was as though his spiritual power had been shackled with heavy chains, its circulation becoming sluggish.
It was not just him. Every surviving wizard on the battlefield underwent a drastic change in expression.
They discovered that their ability to mobilize elemental energy had been severely suppressed, as though free-flying birds had become crawling insects trapped in a swamp.
Even Levin Mills himself was affected. The spell sustaining his flight failed, and his body slowly descended to the ground.
Yet he was not flustered. Instead, he leisurely steadied himself, a smile of certain victory on his face.
"Benjamin, you truly are a genius! That 'magic formation' formed from the special Wizard Artifact set behind you is practically a perfect masterpiece of war! Before the anti-magic effect, in my current state, I might indeed have lost if I faced you head-on."
"But!" His tone shifted, filling with absolute confidence. "The gap in rank is fundamental! It represents