Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy

Chapter 719 The Silent Rift
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Chapter 719 The Silent Rift

Whom~

The Angel was unfazed by the Corruption Energy from the two Demon Saints. Its eight wings unfurled, and each feather was like a blade of divine light, ready to carve through the darkness. It didn't stop attacking the Demon Saints!

"Not enough!"

The Demon Saints, cloaked in the malevolent energies of the Abyss, met the Angel's advance with a sinister grace.

Their forms expanded, and their aura radiated… The surrounding trees and grass started dying because of their energy! The day had even turned night as they cast a malevolent Demonic Spell that covered the skies with dark clouds!

Soon, the two Demon Saints moved with a speed that belied their size, as they launched a barrage of demonic spells and physical strikes to the Angel.

Boom! Boom!

Burst of energy started exploding in the air with the collision of holy light and corrupting force… Some of the demons who were coming out of the Rift were even injured or killed in the process!

However, the three powerful beings didn't care about these demons.

The Angel's sword, aglow with the essence of the Paragons, hummed through the air, clashing against the twisted blades of the Demon Saints.

Crack! Crack! Snap!

Sparks of divine fire erupted with each contact, illuminating the ruined cityscape with flashes of day amidst the encroaching night brought by the Demon Saints!

"Hmph! This Angel isn't a normal Messenger. Is he serving one of the higher Celestials?" One of the Demon Saints guessed.

He couldn't help but realize that the Angel wasn't just a normal summoned being. This Angel must have a high position and serve a powerful Celestial in the upper realm!

"That's probably the case… Whoever summoned this one must've sacrificed a whole city… Ruthless. They don't deserve to be humans."

Despite their might, the Demon Saints found themselves matched by the Angel's relentless assault.

"Hmph! It's still better than fighting the Shadow Immortal. Let's end this quickly before we attract that merciless Immortal."

The other Demon Saints agreed as they fought in desperation, born of knowing the consequences of failure.

However, it was a difficult battle as they bled in battle, mingling with the ashes of the city that was already overrun by the demons…

Each strike they delivered was met with a counter from the Angel, whose own wounds began to glow with a holy light, healing as quickly as they were inflicted.

'Tsk… It's recovering too quickly…' The Demon Saint complained as they couldn't copy that regenerative ability yet. Although they could already use 80% of their strength even if they just exited the Rift, the 20% missing has to do with their ability to regenerate, so it was still a big deal for them.

As the battle raged, the Demon Saints realized the tide was turning against them.

With a final, concerted effort, they unleashed their most potent Corruption Spells, they had to use their Life Force to attack!

A maelstrom of dark and corrupt energy that threatened to consume all in its path was released!

The Angel, undaunted by the threat they posed, soared higher, its wings beating a gale that dispersed the Demonic Arts!

With a piercing cry, the Angel dove, its sword aimed at the heart of the storm!

The Demon Saints, recognizing the impending strike, evaded at the last moment, but not without cost. The sword grazed them, leaving searing wounds that would not easily heal!

"Aahhhh!"

"You're dead! We'll return to devour you!"

Acknowledging the stalemate and their own injuries, the Demon Saints made a tactical retreat!

In just a few moments, they vanished into the Rift, their forms dissolving into the shadows from whence they came.

The Angel, victorious but vigilant, looked at the Rift with a calm gaze before he slowly turned to ashes, and his ashes were brought to the ruined city…

When the three Cardinals arrived, it was already too late.

The battle between the two forces had ended, but the war was far from over.

Similar scenes occurred around the continent as a total of 10 Rifts had appeared!

***

Meanwhile, in the shadowed area of the mountains close to the peaceful Cainhorn Town, a rift slithered open almost without making any noise.

This was no grand spectacle like the other ten Rifts that had torn the world asunder and had sent out endless legions of demonic spawn.

No, this Rift was different—calculated, precise, and alarmingly silent.

From this careful tear in the space, there emerged not the rabble of low-tier demons but a force far more formidable.

Three hundred Demon Captains, each a veteran of countless infernal campaigns, stepped through the Rift with a disciplined march.

Their armor was black as the Abyss from which they hailed, adorned with sigils that pulsed with malevolent energy. Their eyes glowed with a baleful light, and their hands gripped weapons forged in the fires of perdition.

Just by looking at them, anyone would be able to tell that they were all high-ranking Demons!

Commanding these legions were three Demon Saints, beings of such power that their mere presence caused the air to shimmer with dread. They stood taller than their infernal brethren, their stature commanding and their visage terrifying. Horns curled from their foreheads, and their cloaks, woven from the darkness of the Abyss itself, trailed behind them like the shadows of death.

"Mhmmm… Perfect." One of the Demon Saints muttered as he confirmed that their arrival had barely created fluctuations of energy. It means that they were most likely not detected by various Artifacts that detect the ripples in space.

"We've run countless trials to make this work. It should be perfect." Another Demon Saint said.

"Chubles, Prorda, Ipha, and other Demon Saints sacrificed their lives to make this work. They were all killed by the merciless Shadow Immortal because of those failures. This will certainly work! We will avenge them!" The third Demon Saint said, recalling the deaths of their fellow Demon Saints after the Rift they had previously tried to create was detected by the Shadow Immortal.

Unfortunately, only after several Demon Saints died did they learn how to open the ripple-less Rift and get past the Shadow Immortal's detection!

"That's true! Once we conquer the other lands, all our forces will focus on that Immortal's haven!!"

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