Horace West tried to direct magic at that terrifying monster.
But the invisible force field was like a tough, resilient net.
His elemental magic power plunged into it like a clay ox entering the sea.
It could not even cause the slightest ripple!
His talent, powerful enough to look down on his peers, seemed especially insignificant and laughable before the absolute gap in power and control over elemental magic!
Kevin Burton judged the terrifying situation faster than Horace did.
He let out a desperate howl that tore at his throat.
"Run!"
Amplified by a sound-enhancing spell, his voice forcibly tore open a gap amid the chaos and the roars of death.
The old mage's voice trembled.
The few surviving core casters who had truly reached the level of Grand Magic Mentors reacted at once.
They decisively abandoned all their actions and all the assets their families had invested here.
Their spiritual power surged forth wildly, outlining runic artifacts.
Several enormous curved light shuttles woven from interlocking magic power rapidly formed overhead.
Like giant bowls, they tried to fly away.
At the same time.
The remaining mages still capable of casting.
Regardless of rank, stopped trying to attack or defend at Kevin's roar.
Instead, they scattered in all directions.
They occupied locations in the canyon where the magic nodes were relatively stable.
"It's absorbing energy!"
"Any spell model will automatically collapse under the Great Demon's force field."
An elder Grand Magic Mentor maintaining a light shuttle stared until his eyes nearly split.
He could feel the artifact's energy being continuously devoured by those terrifying compound eyes!
In an instant, energy flames flashed wildly throughout the canyon. Screams, incantations, and the explosive booms of shields being struck rang out without end.
But everyone knew they likely would not hold on much longer!