Chapter 480

No specific spell targeting, no complex construction of magical power.

He simply spread his five fingers, then—gently clenched them.

"Prohibition."

A flat syllable left Ian's lips. The next instant, centered on Ian, an invisible field of absolute repulsion suddenly expanded!

This field differed from the domain around him that isolated contamination!

It was more tyrannical, more aggressive!

Every attack that entered the range of this field—whether the pounces of physical behemoths, sprays of acid, the entanglement of animated plants, the shrieks of psychic aggregates, the pull of contamination vortices, or even those warped rays of light and mad whispers—instantly seemed to strike an absolutely smooth, absolutely solid wall.

They were mercilessly—deflected, diverted, annihilated!

No, it was more than mere neutralization.

"He's Dark Magic itself!"

Saruman watched in horror as the first animated behemoth to lunge at the edge of the field had its rune-lit pincers—powerful enough to split mountains and crack stone—go dark the instant they touched the invisible barrier. The pincers themselves shattered inch by inch like fragile glass, and the fractures swiftly spread across its entire body.

"Ahhh!" The enormous monster did not even have time to scream before it turned into gray dust scattering through the air, devoid of all life and magical response!

And that was not all. The torrent of acid, upon touching the field, seemed to crash into an invisible dam. Not only could it not advance a single inch, it was swept back by an even stronger force, splashing over the monsters surging up behind it and triggering a chaotic wave of corrosion and shrieks.

The psychic aggregates' shrieks vanished like mud sinking into the sea.

They did not stir even the slightest ripple. Instead, the aggregates themselves rapidly evaporated and dispersed like dew beneath the sun once they came within a certain