167. Quiet Little Noland?

Comini, faced with the unwilling-to-lose Noland Lee, raised his hand, turning the magic greatsword in his hand into a short sword and threw it out.

The short sword drew a flat arc in mid-air, accurately falling into Noland Lee's palm.

A bloodstain appeared in Noland Lee's hand.

Noland Lee got his passive deconstruction reward as he wished.

Without waiting for him to chuckle, dozens of gray light bands on his body were stimulated by the Sword of Silence, bursting out a hazy gray light and then disappearing without a trace.

Had the gray light bands disappeared?

Was this the breaking law effect of the silent power and Silent Sword?

Noland Lee blinked and looked at the panel information.

Oddly, the "status bar" didn't show the words "prohibition of casting."

Noland Lee pinched his fingers and manually cast a "Magic Shield," with the casting process being just as smooth as before.