Anna’s turn was completely separated from everyone else's.

Only after everyone was proficient with the entire hunting process did it become her turn to practice the "Thần Ý Phù Ấn" (Ấn chú Ý chí Thần linh).

Although Y Phỉ had absolutely no idea what kind of ability the "Thần Ý Phù Ấn" was, the witches present looked high-spirited, appearing fully interested in the upcoming drill.

Could it be that even they rarely saw Anna take action?

Y Phỉ became increasingly curious.

She saw the other party slowly walk to the center of the meadow, holding a strange piece of metal in her hand.

She herself did not look like a combat witch; her calm eyes were like clear, flawless lake water, and one could tell from her every move that she had never engaged in a life-or-death struggle.

That piece of metal also confused Y Phỉ; not only was it flat on both sides and only the size of a palm, but it was also embedded with glittering gemstones. No matter how she looked at it, it didn't resemble a weapon.

"Release the balloons," Agatha waved towards the Mê Tàng Sâm Lâm (Rừng Mê Tàng) direction. After a short while, several colorful round orbs leaped out from the treetops, ascending into the sky.

"Go! Shoot them down!" she shouted.

Wait... this is too far, Y Phỉ thought in surprise. The grassland was a good half-mile from the forest edge. If Anna couldn't fly, how would she hit these constantly rising things? Could it be she could also exceed her ability's limit and project magic effects above the forest?

Anna nodded, raised the metal piece in her hand, and pointed directly at the balloons.

Then Y Phỉ saw an incredible scene—

Those four gemstones emitted a dazzling light simultaneously. The metal piece turned golden in an instant, and the clear sky rumbled with thunder. Tassels formed by light fell from the clouds, as if a new sun was condensing in the firmament.

Her ability could actually trigger celestial phenomena!?

Before she could even exclaim, a blinding golden light shot out from Anna's hand, rushing straight toward the balloons. The streaming light in the sky was also triggered; for a moment, it was as if countless thunderbolts struck down, violently sweeping across the targets' location along the trajectory of the golden light, like divine punishment from the gods! Deafening roars exploded in Y Phỉ's ears, making her head buzz, and she couldn't fully recover until the light had vanished.

This is... what an astonishing ability?

Gazing at the empty space above the forest, Y Phỉ's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. I fear that even if all the combat witches of the Huyết Nha Hội (Hội Huyết Nha) combined, they couldn't withstand this blow, which was akin to divine punishment. Was she relying on her own ability, or on that piece of metal to achieve this?

In the face of this power, the beastly strength touted by Hedi Morgan was no different from the sheep she spoke of.

Y Phỉ suddenly recalled the introduction from His Majesty Roland.

This... is this the power of a high-tier witch?

It was also Roland's first time witnessing the full process of the "Thần Ý Phù Ấn" being activated.

After the light shot out, it was as if it left an invisible beacon along its path, and the golden thunder that followed all landed on this beacon. The location of the first lightning strike was at the edge of the forest; clearly, it was under the control of the sigil's activator and would only scatter when approaching the enemy.

Additionally, the light was not constant; it was only an arm's width when shooting out from the sigil, but it quickly expanded, finally turning into a fan shape, with a final affected area of about fifty meters. For the cold weapon era, this could be considered a world-destroying, heaven-annihilating ultimate weapon.

"Are those electrical sparks... all composed of magic power?" He looked towards Nightingale.

"I think... probably so," the latter hesitated.

"Probably?"

"In the Mist, I can indeed see magic power surging wildly, but..." she revealed a confused look, "it's unlike the hue of any magic power I've seen before."

"What color is it?"

"Black, or rather... a lightless color," Nightingale frowned, "it's like the void formed by the Thần Phạt Chi Thạch (Đá Thần Phạt)."

Roland was stunned. The glowing golden power of the sigil was actually a lightless black in the Mist world? In other words, their magic characteristics were the same, or at least similar? He vaguely realized something. Linking the relationship between Thần Thạch và Ma Thạch (Đá Thần và Đá Ma), a bold hypothesis sprang to mind.

After returning to the castle office, he called Agatha over.

"How many times have you conducted research on the Thần Ý Phù Ấn?"

"Not many. I've already told you all the relevant conclusions I've obtained. After all, only the Chief can drive such a sigil, and their magic power is key to influencing the battlefield situation; naturally, it's impossible to squander it casually on tests," she wondered, "Why, did you discover something wrong?"

"I remember you saying it can penetrate the defense of the Thần Phạt Chi Thạch, right?"

Agatha nodded, "Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. It should be related to the quality of the Thần Thạch itself."

"Haven't you observed the magic characteristics of the Thần Ý Phù Ấn?" Roland whispered, "In the Mist, the magic lightning triggered by the sigil has the same sheen as the Thần Thạch."

"No... we certainly have. Records regarding magic characteristics are a mandatory item. It's just that at the same time the sigil is released, the Bình Hành Ma Thạch (Đá Ma Cân Bằng) used for monitoring lose their effect, and it's impossible for the Chief to visit the Thám Bí Hội (Hội Thám Bí) every day, so this item was recorded as golden upon visual inspection," she blinked, "Wait, you say it has the same sheen as the interference field of the Thần Thạch?"

"That's right," Roland said slowly, "I have a hypothesis. The Thần Phạt Chi Thạch isn't a void that prohibits magic, but rather contains an extremely high intensity of magic power itself, so high that it affects the operation of magic power in its vicinity, which causes abilities to be unable to be normally cast. This is also the reason why the Thần Ý Phù Ấn causes Bình Hành Ma Thạch to fail—within its range of influence, it forms the same interference zone as the Thần Phạt Chi Thạch, and naturally, the Ma Thạch can no longer function."

"But the trainee responsible for observing the magic on-site clearly said—" Agatha stopped halfway, suddenly stunned.

"Her observation was blocked by the intense light erupted from the Thần Ý Phù Ấn, just like a shadow obscured by brightness," he stated bluntly, "And in Nightingale's Mist world, only magic power has color. Even looking directly at the sun wouldn't be affected by any means. This is the reason you haven't discovered it."

Observing magic power, as a branch ability, is limited by the witch's own visual level. Different conclusions are obtained when observing during the day versus at night; Hy Nhĩ Duy fully proves this. Possessing the Eye of Magic, she can discover magic fluctuations several kilometers away; in terms of detection distance, she far exceeds Nightingale.

Therefore, the Thám Bí Hội trusts the results measured by Bình Hành Ma Thạch more—they are unrelated to the ability user themselves, unrelated to the surrounding environment, and display magic power more accurately, similar to observation in the Mist state. Only when the Ma Thạch cannot function will the Thám Bí Hội accept the observer's conclusion.