The silver Mystic Weapon Spear in Jannan's hand, like a streak of silver lightning, flew towards Makula's chest.
At that moment, Matiu and the others beside him couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts.
They had all seen those formidable defensive measures, and even firearms were ineffective, so it went without saying that such a throw was even less likely to succeed.
But before they could even conceive of disappointment, the next instant, the silver spear had reached Makula.
"Bang!"
A loud noise erupted, and Makula staggered, lurching several steps backward.
Around him, the air twisted and turned as smoke began to rise from his chest where the silver spear had fallen to the ground, unable to harm him.
"What happened!?"
Makula was shocked.
He had seen clearly that the spear had somehow forcibly broken through his Qin Energy Field and only came to a halt a few centimeters from him.
The others also wore expressions of surprise.
