No Honor Among Fighters

Metamagic: "Hold Monster" was Anse's strongest control method, yet even combined with Time Warp, it had no effect at all.

Its resistance is this absurd? What if it were a demigod? Anse was deeply shaken.

He suddenly felt that mortals slaying gods was somewhat wishful thinking. At the very least, a mere Advanced Professional like him definitely could not accomplish it.

Aside from divinity, level was also an enormous gulf. A higher level meant a higher life tier and many hidden advantages, making it easy to suppress lower-level professionals.

For example, Cantrips displayed completely different power in the hands of spellcasters at different levels.

Though his trump card had suffered a crushing defeat, Anse did not lose heart.

If control was ineffective, then he would force his way through!

His expression turned cold as he slightly raised a hand. A green ray suddenly shot from his fingertips.

"Metamagic: Enhanced Quickened Spell, Enhanced Subtle Spell, Maximize Spell, Tracking—Disintegrate!"

The Black-Armored Man seemed prepared. His steps paused before he abruptly changed direction, but the green ray bent slightly in midair and instantly struck—the shield in his hand.

"Urgh!"

A flash of green light passed over the man's body. With a thud, he dropped to one knee. Bloody cracks split across his exposed skin, his eyes bulged, and droplets of bloody tears ran from the corners of his eyes.

He let out a long, agonized howl.

[You cast Disintegrate on Bane's Chosen. Bane's Chosen was hit and took 61 force damage. Current health: 141/216]

Heh, a shield couldn't block Disintegrate. Anse had clearly seen the other man turn sideways and raise his shoulder.

Not every ray could be blocked by a shield, especially not Disintegrate.

The disintegrating ray was force energy. Once it struck, it acted directly upon the target as