Reinhardt vanished on the spot.
Even Florant could only catch a glimpse of a dark purple afterimage, propelled by a burst of high-temperature energy, as it forcibly smashed through his Energy Force Field.
But he was, after all, a Master Level Tier Two Wizard.
The greatest difference between Wizards and Knights was that Wizards never relied on their physical eyes to perceive and observe the world.
Time seemed to freeze.
In that fleeting instant, within Florant's Spiritual Perception—a sense like a bat's, probing a world of pitch-black space-time—a humanoid figure, its strength of flesh and mind suddenly soaring to a terrifying level, tore through his Energy Force Field with its bare hands. Its body shimmered with the ghostly blue, rippling defense unique to Anti-Magic Steel Armor as it brushed past him, barely a step away.
Although this level of power and movement wasn't enough to cause him any real harm, Florant felt a genuine threat from Reinhardt.
