The four Elentalist from the Antique Shop seems to have called their friends. There were now a total of eight people who seem to be sixth-year students as well.
Normally, if three first-year students are surrounded by this line-up, they should be terrified at this mont and begging to spare their lives…
This is what Terrence thought would happen.
However, as soon as he heard that these freshn students didn't even get scared and still thought of killing them, he imdiately snapped as he signaled his brothers to attack.
He may not have plans of killing Vale and the other two but he'll make sure that they can no longer practice the Arcane Arts after this. This is the cruelest torture he can imagine after all.
For people who had started to practice Arcane Arts, their greatest fear wasn't death but the incapability of being unable to be part of the mysticism world.
"I'll take care of these Elentalists… Just support ."
Before Vale could even act, Priscilla already spoke as she brought out a whistle in her pocket. It was made of wood and there was even a demonic face engraved on it.
Vale didn't miss this as his Phantasm State allows him to observe almost everything in detail as long as it's within his Magic Zone.
'Hmm? I assud they have so secret bodyguards following them so they were unafraid… Are they really confident about winning without their bodyguards?' Vale mused as he witnessed Priscilla's actions…
Preeeeppp~
Priscilla unhesitatingly blew the whistle and for a mont, Vale thought that she was trying to get the police's attention in this place…
However, as soon as he noticed that the Wind Arrows thrown at them started to weaken, he realized that the whistle is a Mystical Item that works well against Elental Attacks.
Whooossshhh~
"As expected, you guys are lowly Elentalist who can only learn the Wind or maybe even Water Elent." Priscilla ridiculed Terrence's group as she held the whistle in her hands.
The Wind Arrows turned into a breeze and even made them feel comfortable!
"Y-you have a high-grade Noble Rank item?!" Terrence was shocked as well as the people he gathered.
None of them expected that these freshn would have sothing at this level in their possession!
"Haha… Are you that surprised? I'll give you one last chance to run… If you don't, we'll be showing you how ruthless the Dark Arts Practitioners can be…" Philip said proudly as he showed his hands and summoned a sword made of darkness.
It was quite threatening and even Vale was srized at this sight.
Anyway, in Raksmiths Academy, Water Elent is considered the most basic elent to master followed by the Wind Elent…
According to Priscilla and Philip's tutor, so students in that academy would even graduate even if they only learned one of the Elents. They don't have harsh conditions at all as long as they can increase their mastery of any one of the elents.
In short, over 90% of the people studying at Rakmiths Academy were commoners or those with ordinary backgrounds. It ans that mystical items at Noble Rank were sothing they won't normally see… As long as the practitioners didn't have a huge gap among them, the possession of such items could dictate the pace of battle.
"Hmph! There's only one with a Noble Rank item, it probably can't be used multiple tis. I think we should still try."
"That's right… She's definitely bluffing. If she's capable of dealing with us, she won't give us a chance to walk away."
"That makes sense. Everyone, let's pressure them with multiple Wind Spells."
"Your sword is not even that helpful… Dream on!"
As soon as they made their plans, they imdiately acted on them as they swiftly summoned multiple Wind Arrows at the sa ti. Two of them can cast 3 Wind Arrows at the sa ti while the rest can only cast 2 at the sa ti.
"I'll help you…" This ti, it was Philip who spoke as he realized that the 18 Wind Arrows might be too much for the Corruption Whistle that Priscilla was using…
As they faced multiple attacks from all sides, Vale noticed that the whistle was able to top ten of them at the sa ti while Philip used his blade skills to cut the other wind arrows…
However, two of the Wind Arrows passed through him… These two have different speeds and power behind them. Furthermore, it wasn't moving in the expected trajectory as if it was sentient…
"I can endure this…" Priscilla said as she bravely prepared herself for the impact… She knows that she won't be killed by the arrows and would only get injured. After all, her dress today isn't simple either…
As she braced herself and hoped that her mystical clothes can take it for her, she realized that the Wind Arrows stopped right in front of her before dissipating completely giving her a cool breeze.
This shocked Terrence as he was the one controlling the Wind Arrows. He was targeting Priscilla's stomach at that ti but for so reason, he lost control of the spell as it was dissipated so easily…
"This is weird… Is it another mystical item? Tsk… What's wrong with these brats?!" Terrence could understand how these freshn can be so difficult to deal with!
In the anti, Vale heaved a sigh of relief as he was able to use his Spell Dispersion in ti… Since he wasn't the one being targeted, the passive function of the Spell Dispersion won't work so he has to control it and help Priscilla.
"Whew… I'll protect you if sothing passed through your defenses… I'll be on the offensive as well."
As Vale said this, Priscilla was montarily shocked but she imdiately gathered herself as the battle isn't over yet.
In just a couple of breaths, she noticed three huge Ghost Hands appearing and rushing toward the people in front.
The size of these Ghost Hands was larger than the ones Vale had shown in his battle against Wilfred Moontomb!
'So he was still suppressing himself in that battle…' Priscilla comnted in her mind as she witnessed the true terror of the Advanced Realm Ghost Hands.
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