The mist in the field of view becomes more distinct.
But it feels as if there's an invisible shackle in the air, binding the mist, stopping it a few dozen meters away from the Black Cat and the two young wizards, constantly rolling, accumulating, and becoming thicker.
Dealing with the mist, the Charm Gun's effectiveness seemed somewhat wasted and rendered ineffective. A shot could open a large hole in the mist, but that hole would soon be filled by new mist.
Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu flipped through the law book, quickly discussing, while copying down magic to dispel the mist on the blank pages—adapting to the situation, adjusting the spells in the law book at any time, which is the normal approach for most wizards in battle. Not like Zheng Qing used to do, recklessly using Charm Guns, talismans, or using something like a binding spell in various ways.
It took only a short time for the two young wizards to determine the order of the spells.
