When the last ray of afterglow quietly faded away, the night slowly fell like thick ink, shrouding the entire Arcane Academy in a mysterious darkness.
The nights at the Arcane Academy were so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of a silver needle dropping to the ground. However, beneath this silence there was a depressing atmosphere, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping people's throats, making it hard to breathe.
There seemed to be a faint sense of uneasiness in the air, as if something earth-shattering was about to happen and a storm was brewing silently.
At the same time, towards the entrance of the Arcane Academy, an extremely luxurious carriage slowly drove in the night and finally stopped steadily at the door. The eye-catching Royal Chamber of Commerce logo on the body of the carriage is like a flag, highlighting the noble status of the carriage owner.
A group of students in black robes quietly appeared downstairs of the high-end dormitory building of the Arcane Academy that was exclusively for aristocratic students. They stood there quietly, like a group of ghosts in the dark night. The black robes fluttered slightly in the night wind, as if venting their inner anger.
These students stared at the senior dormitory with flames of anger burning in their eyes and resentful expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they had long been resentful of the special treatment given to aristocratic students.
Suddenly, they began to roar and shout in unison, and their voices echoed in the night sky, as if trying to break through the oppressive darkness. "We can no longer tolerate such treatment! The Arcane Academy is not the backyard of the nobility! We demand justice and equality!"
Their shouts were full of firmness and determination, as if they were a resistance to an unfair fate.
Then, driven by anger, they rushed to the door of the senior dormitory. The maids who were usually responsible for daily life and hygiene in the high-class dormitories had all disappeared at this moment. These maids are not just ordinary servants, they are also the security force of the high-end dormitories. Each maid has strength above level three, which should be enough to deal with the threats from first-year students.
However, without the maid's obstruction, these ordinary students easily broke through the door of the senior dormitory.
The noisy movement exploded in the night sky like thunder, waking up the first-year noble students living in the high-end dormitory from their beds. They were bleary-eyed and confused, and before they could react what was happening, they were captured by a group of angry people who broke into their house.
The few noble students who reacted seemed to understand what had happened. A flash of panic appeared in their eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger. Thus, a riot began, and the night at the Arcane Academy fell into chaos.
In the senior dormitory, chaos spread rapidly like a surging tide. The ordinary students had red eyes and held their wands tightly in their hands. Magic power surged at the tips of the wands, flashing bright or dim lights. They surrounded the noble students, their anger burning like a flame.
The noble students were not to be outdone and quickly calmed down after the panic. They reached out and grabbed the weapons beside them. A noble student was the first to swing his sword. The sword was sharp and slashed at the ordinary students with powerful momentum. The ordinary students hurriedly dodged sideways and waved their wands to shoot out a beam of magic light to fight back.
"How dare you, lowly fellows, invade our territory!" the noble student shouted angrily and swung his sword again. The sword force attacked like a storm. Ordinary students gathered together and cooperated with each other to cast magic. Some released defensive magic to form a solid magic barrier to resist the attacks of the noble students; others took the opportunity to launch offensive magic, and fireballs, ice cones, and lightning flew towards the noble students.
In the narrow dormitory space, the sounds of wands colliding with swords and magic explosions could be heard one after another. Books and decorations were blown everywhere by the aftermath of the magic, and the bed was also torn to pieces.
The noble students had a certain advantage in the early stages of the battle thanks to their good equipment and regular training. But the ordinary students were numerous, and the anger in their hearts filled them with fighting spirit, gradually turning the situation around.
An ordinary student cleverly went behind the noble student and waved his wand, and a binding magic instantly trapped the noble student. Upon seeing this, the other ordinary students immediately concentrated their firepower on attacking the bound noble students. Seeing their companions in trouble, the noble students rushed to rescue them, and the two sides once again engaged in a fierce melee.
During the battle, some people were injured and fell to the ground, but this did not stop either side. On the contrary, the bloody smell further aroused their madness. The chaos in the dormitory became more and more serious, like an unstoppable storm, sweeping across the entire senior dormitory of the Arcane Academy.
"Damn it, what happened!" Merlin climbed out of bed. He was still staying in the luxury dormitory tonight. After all, the open space in the back mountain was being developed overnight, and the noise kept him awake.
Merlin stood up and smelled a mixture of burnt and bloody odors, his expression changed instantly, and he immediately pushed open the door, only to see the scene of panicked classmates running with weapons in hand.
Through the window, Merlin could see that many areas of the senior dormitory had been set on fire and began to burn wildly. He looked at the scene in shock, not knowing what was happening for a moment.
"Merlin, what are you still standing here for? Run!" Fate saw Merlin push open the door and took him away without saying a word.
Merlin didn't know what exactly happened, but he knew it was not a good thing after hearing the explosions and shouts from below. He grabbed Fate and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get dressed first!"
The lobby of the senior dormitory had now turned into a fierce battlefield. The battle between ordinary students and noble students has entered a white-hot stage. Both sides' eyes are bloodshot, as if they were engulfed by the flames of anger and hatred.
There were many injured students lying on the ground. Some of them were hit by magic, their bodies were covered with charred marks, they twisted their bodies in pain and let out sharp wails; some were injured by magic swords, blood gushed out of the wounds, staining large areas of the ground red. Their groans and cries for help intertwined together, filling the entire front hall with an atmosphere of despair and pain.
The flames were burning madly, as if to devour everything. The sound of swords clashing continued like hammering iron, crisp and harsh.
When Merlin ran down, he saw two familiar figures fighting with all their might.
The two swords collided, and the flames and hurricanes collided to produce a strong magical wave.
Chris and Carl seemed to have a grudge against each other, their eyes were full of determination and anger. Chris's long fiery red hair fluttered wildly in the waves of magic. She held the sword tightly in her hand, and flames were burning on the sword. Every time she swung the sword, it was so hot that it seemed as if everything around it was burned to ashes. Carl's face was stern. He danced with his sword, creating hurricane-like conditions. The strong airflow made it almost impossible for people around him to stand steadily.
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