More than twenty Grand Mages stood at the nodes of the array, their magic robes fluttering in the wind.
They placed their hands on the guiding magic stones, with magic energy flowing like molten steel along the demonic patterns, pouring into the shield and causing the air to shudder.
Some nobility couldn't help but exclaim: "Holy Shield… has begun!"
Outside the shield, the air was stirred by high-pressure magic power, continuous thunder lined up like heavenly thunder guarding the Imperial Capital.
The layer of magic was compressed like an invisible giant wall, causing any fighting energy that approached to become chaotic.
Any knight stepping within thirty steps of the shield would cause the outer membrane to violently shake, their breath disorderly, vision darkening, as if being toppled by the roar of a giant beast, completely unable to approach.
