As Luo Bu and Qiu Zui simultaneously activated the special magical items in their hands, dazzling magical light erupted before the Bertich soldiers' eyes.
An invisible wave suddenly spread outward, like a breeze brushing across their faces.
The Bertich soldiers who had been preparing to surround them were shocked, involuntarily closing their eyes under the blinding light.
Was this a bomb too?
The Bertich soldiers' hearts sank, but after a moment, no impact came.
It wasn't a bomb?
A soldier beside Luo Bu and Qiu Zui opened his eyes and opened his mouth to call for his companions' support.
But for some reason, no sound came from his throat.
Just as he raised his weapon to kill the two before him, the spear in his hand suddenly froze in midair.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
It was not only the soldier beside Luo Bu who fell into this state. The other elite soldiers, including the mages of the Bertich Royal Mage Corps, were all affected as well.
The mages in the middle of casting spells all seemed to have their throats caught. The incantations they were chanting got stuck in their throats, and several unlucky ones even suffered severe injuries from magical backlash.
For mages, chanting incantations was not essential. It was more a process of helping themselves organize their magic power and construct a Spell Model.
Mages with sufficiently refined skill could cast spells without chanting incantations. That was the advanced technique known as Spell Without Incantation!
Mastering this technique required extensive training and exceptional talent. It was extremely difficult, so very few mages could achieve it.
Therefore, only three or four members of the Bertich Royal Mage Corps had mastered Spell Without Incantation.
Just as those who had mastered Spell Without Incantation came