Several hundred magical nodes were triggered at once, and the magic array Mr. Mo had set up collapsed with a thunderous crash. Great swathes of light flashed across the city walls, and the defensive barrier protecting the Dragon Mountain Empire's soldiers and mages atop the walls rapidly grew thin and transparent. Amid sharp whooshes, dozens of the most penetrating wind-element magic bolts had already pierced the magical barrier.
Lin Qi shook his head helplessly. The only ones capable of destroying Mr. Mo's magic array with such precision were the Nangong Family.
Pulling a violet-gold magic scroll from his sleeve, Lin Qi crushed it in his hand. A vast blaze of golden light shot into the sky, and a powerful magical barrier enveloped the entire city wall. This was a single-use defensive magical barrier that could last for an hour and provide forbidden-spell-level protection.
Mr. Mo roared in disbelief, "This is the most powerful defensive magic array I could find! How did they break it?"
Lin Qi sighed helplessly at Mr. Mo. The Twelve Ancient Clans had inheritances stretching back through the ages, and every one of them possessed incomparably deep foundations. The Nangong Family's knowledge of magic arrays and magical engineering was beyond that of the Western Continent by an unknown margin.
Especially since the inheritances of the Twelve Ancient Clans had been passed down from the primordial era. But what about the Western Continent? Whether it was magic, potion-making, magic arrays, Magic Beast studies, or anything else, all knowledge had been deliberately strangled. The Church had perfectly carried out its plan to destroy ancient civilization. Throughout the long Era of Destruction and Dark Age, how many splendid flowers of civilization had been smothered?
So the defensive magic array Mr. Mo considered peerlessly powerful was probably nothing more than a