Chapter 439 Chaos?



Ceres, triumphant but compassionate, approached her defeated opponent to cast a Rejuvenation Spell and ensure Anya returned to normal.

After this, the medical practitioners quickly checked Anya's condition and brought her to the infirmary...

The second round of the duel tournament would continue after a 15-minute break to ensure that all the contestants had rested enough and received treatment for their injuries.

It didn't take that long before the event continued as the second-round matchup was announced. Once again, the matchup was through a random selection, which was participated by the students.

Ceres from Holy Arts Academy versus Avery from Summoning Arts Academy.

Iris from Rune Arts Academy versus Geraldine from Knights Academy.

Vale from Dark Arts Academy versus Susan from Elemental Arts Academy.

'So they didn't want me to match up with the Third Princess in the end...' Vale thought after hearing the announcement.

They were soon sent back to their resting area to give them their last 5 minutes of preparation before they commenced the battle.

***

In the meantime, while this was all happening in the coliseum, a commotion occurred in the city.

A rogue Dark Arts Practitioner infiltrated the city and summoned a Mysterious Evil Entity through a ritual!

The city guards, the various Orders of the Factions, and the various Academy Officials were alarmed as they sent people to stop the entity and investigate the matter.

This is a huge matter since the summit was filled with talented students from all over the country... Furthermore, the First Prince and the Third Princess were also in the city!

They have to quickly settle this problem!

Teresa and Clare were also sent to investigate the matter as special officers of the Order of the Untainted Sentinels.

They were in their white uniform while also carrying their white umbrella. They were moving quickly while spreading their Magic Zone around them.

They were not part of the Evil Entity Subjugation Squad, but they were assigned to search for the rogue Dark Arts Practitioners who had infiltrated the city.

After all, they concluded that a single person couldn't do the ritual as it requires numerous sacrifices and ritual prayers by at least a dozen people to get a response from the Evil Entity.

"This is getting more complicated than I thought..." Clare muttered.

They originally wanted to be here to investigate the mysterious young man they met before. They just wanted to see Clovis and learn more about his identity.

However, it seemed that they would have to put in more effort.

"Well... We're still doing our job as Sentinels, so I don't see any problems---Oh... I found them. They're inside the Tailor Shop... I can see traces of their Dark Energy." Teresa informed Claire, and they immediately moved to enter the shop.n((o((V)/E/-l/)b()I--n

Teresa and Clare cautiously entered the Tailor Shop, their senses heightened and alert.

As soon as they stepped foot inside, the air pulsated with dark energy, and the ambush of the Rogues sprung.

The room erupted with chaos as the practitioners unleashed their sinister powers, aiming to overwhelm Teresa and Clare.

Dark Coil, Ghost Hands, Ghastly Ailment, and Lung Curse were among the Spells that were thrown to the two Sentinels.

However, the two skilled Holy Arts Practitioners were not caught off guard.

Their Divine Sense had warned them of the impending danger, allowing them to prepare for the attack. With swift reflexes and quick spellcasting, they engaged their adversaries in a battle...

Teresa flicked her sleeves as she channeled her Holy Arts with grace. She conjured divine shields to deflect the incoming dark spells while simultaneously launching radiant beams of light that pierced through the darkness, striking her foes with righteous force.

"Don't die so easily... We still need you to let us know about your plans here." Teresa muttered as she controlled her strength.

Clare, on the other hand, embraced her inner strength and unleashed her Holy Arts with ferocity.

Instead of casting Spells, she weaved intricate patterns with her hands, summoning gusts of wind and cascades of holy flames with each of her punches.

Her attacks engulfed the rogue Dark Arts practitioners, leaving them scorched and disoriented.

"Hey... Don't kill all of them." Teresa reminded.

"It's fine... We just need two or three people anyway." Clare replied.

The clash of powers reverberated throughout the shop, the sound of spells colliding, and the crackling energy filling the air.

The rogue practitioners, realizing the formidable strength of their adversaries, grew desperate, attempting to overwhelm Teresa and Clare with sheer numbers and create a path to escape.

But the two Sentinels stood their ground. Their synergy was evident as they fought as a well-coordinated team.

It wasn't easy to guess that these two had been partners for a long time.

They moved with synchronicity, covering each other's blind spots and countering their enemies' every move. Their combined Holy Arts created a radiant barrier of protection around them, shielding them from harm.

The battle didn't last that long as the tide gradually turned in favor of Teresa and Clare.

One by one, their opponents fell to the ground. Most of them had died, and the others were luckily incapacitated.

The room fell silent, save for the heavy breathing of the victorious Sentinels.

"Whew... That was good exercise. We should do this from time to time." Clare muttered.

"I don't want to..." Teresa replied while shaking her head.

As they took a moment to gather their strength and assess the situation, they turned their attention to the five surviving rogue practitioners.

They suddenly felt that the Evil Entity outside was still not defeated by the Arcanists who went to subjugate it.

With a sense of urgency, they approached the captives, their eyes piercing with determination.

Teresa spoke firmly. "Who sent you? What is your objective?"

The rogues exchanged glances, their expressions filled with a mix of defiance and fear.

One of them, a hooded figure, suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his eyes gleaming with madness. "We've succeeded! The Roaring Summit is doomed! Hahahaha!"

The man's words hung in the air, leaving Teresa and Clare momentarily puzzled. They weren't too surprised by his actions since they'd seen numerous crazy people with their job as Sentinels.

Then, the realization quickly dawned on them. The attack they had just experienced was not merely an act of revenge or chaos but a deliberate plan to set in motion a series of events that would bring chaos to the city.