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The Great Purification spell was the strongest counter against the Spellcasters of the Dark Arts Faction. Even if the Caster was weak, this Tier 2 Holy Spell has a strong effect against Curses, Dark Spells, Undead, and others.

Not even the Professors could ignore this spell.

Luckily, this knowledge was something that even first-year students knew.

As soon as the Professors realized that the False Priest was capable of using the Great Purification, they immediately halted their Spell Activation.

As for those who had already activated their Spells, they immediately canceled them before they get hit by the Holy Spell. Professor Morton was quick on this as he swiftly dismissed his Spectral Hands from further approaching the enemies.

"Hahaha! Kill them now!"

After the Priest saw the Spellcasters retract their Dark Spells as soon as he cast the Great Purification, he immediately ordered the two Elementalists to take care of them!

The Great Purification Spell could last for more than five seconds after all!

This is the perfect time to deal with these Spellcasters!

Since they have canceled their spell activation to avoid getting backlash from the Great Purification spell, they would also need a few seconds to trigger their Spell Lights again… Those few seconds would be enough for the Elementalists to deal with them!

The two Elementalists didn't have to be reminded, as this was their plan all along. The three of them partnered together for this combination attack.

They used their Wind Spell to quickly arrive beside the Professor who had summoned three Spectral Hands.

It may be safer to use other Elemental Attacks from a distance. However, getting near their target and using short-range Spells with short casting time is more efficient.

As they were about to behead this Spellcaster, they noticed the man's smirking face before they sensed some activity above them!

'Shit! It's a trap!' The two of them realized it too late… They wanted to back off, but they dashed forward so quickly and could no longer change their direction!

Bam! Bam!

In the blink of an eye, two beings with stitched bodies dropped from the ceiling and crushed the two Elementalists!

"Idiots! Did you forget that we have Tier 2 Variants?" Professor Morton looked at the False Priest gloatingly.

The Variants of the Dark Arts Factions was created for the sole purpose of dealing with the troublesome Holy Arts Practitioners…

Over the past decade, the Variants had changed from secret weapons into assistants or laborers since they were supposedly no longer at war with the Holy Arts Factions. However, it doesn't mean that they have weakened because of their lack of battle experience.

Their abilities were deeply ingrained in their brains and they could perform assassination tasks with great ease, even if it was their first mission.

"Y-you…" The False Priest stuttered as he didn't expect such a sudden turn of events.

He had fully believed that as long as he cast his Great Purification, no Dark Spells, Spirits, or Undead could reach him.

He was extremely wrong as he failed to calculate the presence of the Variants.

"Hmph! Capture him alive! We can use him to get some information from the Secret Organization." Professor Morton said as he ordered the two Variants.

Of course, the False Priest won't let himself be captured so easily. He didn't waste his time as he fled from the Variants and used various Holy Arts, hoping to delay them.

He may be incapable of battling the Variants but he had companions outside the building who could help him deal with these products of Dark Alchemy.

***

In the meantime, outside the main building of the Academy, Vale watched the Headmaster allow the Spy and the three Shapeshifters enter the Armory.

They seemed to be prepared as the Mystic Arts Practitioner had easily dismantled the defenses that were laid on the building.

All the traps and formation circles seemed useless in front of the sixth-year student.

'No… He's definitely not a sixth-year student. He's most likely a First-Class Mystic Arts Practitioner. There's no way he could do all that so swiftly without decades of experience.' Vale mused as he could tell that the defenses placed on the building were extremely complex.

He then shifted his gaze to the Headmaster and realized that he was just calmly watching the four…

Soon, the four started entering the Armory, and this time, the Headmaster finally made his move.

"Once they enter, they'll be considered trapped. I'll stop them from escaping, so enter the Armory with me. I won't find them if they shape-shifted as an object… Well, I don't think your detection spell can enter the building, can you?"

Vale didn't immediately answer as he tried to use his Divine Sense inside the Armory… Just like what the Headmaster said, it couldn't penetrate the building for some odd reason.

"I can't, Headmaster."

"That's good to hear. Only Immortal Items can penetrate that building."

Headmaster Jean heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't explain too much, but Vale could guess a little from that reaction.

As soon as the four intruders stepped inside the Armory, Headmaster Jean no longer hid his presence and appeared at the entrance.

The squirrels on the student's shoulder immediately looked behind as they sensed Jean's presence.

"Student Mark, why did you enter Academy bringing those cute pets with you?" Headmaster Jean teased the man with his deep voice.

However, Mark took his time to answer as he looked around the Armory like he was sightseeing.

The Armory was a huge place with many shelves and crates where Mystical Items were kept.

For high-level items, they were in the inner area, where they were mostly behind glass cases preventing anyone from touching them.

"Headmaster Jean, you finally showed up… I need your help. I'm looking for something here."

Instead of being scared, the gloomy, pale, and skinny student, who also seemed to lack sleep, answered calmly.

There seemed to be something off, so Vale swiftly readied his spells.

If he found any problems, he'd be ready to activate his Spell Dispersion or his Traceless Shift if they ever thought of using Mystical Items.

He was right!

As soon as the 'student' answered, Vale felt a fluctuation of energy aimed at the Headmaster!

"That's futile…" Headmaster Jean said as he struck the ground with his cane.

The sound created by the cane seemed to be a form of mystical ability as it also destroyed the invisible attack of the enemy.

'As expected of the Headmaster.' Vale thought.

However, as Vale thought this would be relatively easy, he realized that the Shapeshifters were emitting a strong energy fluctuation!

The Headmaster also noticed this as he realized what was going on!

"Hoh~ So I'm your real target?" Headmaster Jean asked as he looked at the transforming squirrels.

"Yes! And this will be your grave!" Mark replied as he looked at the Headmaster with deranged eyes and a wicked smile.

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