The emergency measures laid out in the Potion Department were urgently activated.
Everyone felt their spiritual power and magic power being suppressed, making it challenging to perform witchcraft.
"Anti-magic barrier", a Third Ring Rune Magic Circle!
One could enter but not leave. Everyone within the barrier was unable to cast spells, except for those with special permissions.
The Head of the Potion Department, who fought with one good ear, his face crisscrossed with scars, only arrived yesterday. He was the only one within the coverage of the barrier whose movements were not restricted.
He floated in the air, radiating a profound pressure and a lofty aura.
He stared intently at the collapsed potion development team's lab/living area, his Qi fully unleashed, showing a great trend to kill if his words weren't heeded. He coldly shouted:
"I'm giving you all 10 seconds to get the hell out of there!"
