After the beam of light was fired, there was not much unusual commotion at the scene.
There was neither an ear-splitting explosion nor flames soaring into the sky.
The instant the blue light touched the barrier, the outermost light screen made the sound of brittle glass shattering.
Cracks spread outward from the point of impact, covering the entire barrier in the blink of an eye.
The smiles of the nobles still clamoring atop the City Wall froze on their faces.
They watched helplessly as the barrier, said to withstand a single strike from a demigod, shattered into a sky full of glowing fragments in less than three breaths.
"How... how is that possible?!"
Garcia's voice suddenly rose an octave.
He then staggered back a step, nearly slipping on the ice-covered bricks beneath his feet.
Venn's face turned deathly pale, and he could only clutch the Speaker's staff tightly.
His lips moved several times, yet he could not force out a single word.
Blood Ice did not stop.
A second ice-blue beam condensed in his palm, even faster and more concentrated than before.
The new beam crashed into the second barrier.
That blue-violet light screen did not even last half a breath before directly collapsing beneath that rule-level chill.
It transformed into countless tiny motes of magical light and dispersed amid the wind and snow.
The city erupted into complete chaos.
Workers in the dock district abandoned their cargo and fled in panic, clutching their heads.
Pedestrians on the streets cried out as they poured into the nearest alleys and houses.
The hands of the Garrison soldiers gripping their weapons were all trembling.
Their legs felt as though they had been filled with lead, leaving them rooted in place, unable to decide whether to advance or flee.
Meanwhile, the councilors in