In the next second, under the horrified gazes of everyone present, two enormous tree roots thick enough to require several people to embrace together fiercely smashed through the stone wall!
They crossed in front of Movira, forming a massive barrier.
Bang bang bang—!
All the magical attacks struck this sudden giant tree root barrier, producing dull thuds, yet they could only leave some traces on its surface at best.
Even a few people who had charged too fast were caught off guard and directly pierced through the body by the sharp tips of the roots, then instantly vanished into the air, as if their bodies had been completely sucked dry by the roots.
“What?!” The ecstasy on the man’s face instantly froze, transforming in an instant to the opposite extreme.
He saw something he thought was utterly impossible and screamed, “This is impossible! How can you use magic? The array here… should have sealed all magic power! You don’t have anything to shield against its effects either!”
Astraea turned to face the man, whose courage had already crumbled, her expression as cold as frost, completely different from the gentle elf professor of usual days.
She did not respond, only muttering incantations under her breath.
A vine covered in sharp barbs shot out from beneath the man’s feet, precisely wrapping around his ankle before yanking with sudden force. Whoosh!
“Ah!” He let out a miserable scream and fell heavily to the ground, his staff rolling out of his hand.
In that instant, Astraea had completely turned the tide of battle.
The crowd immediately fell into massive commotion and panic.
Some wanted to flee, some screamed.
“Quick! Send the message out!” the man shouted to his underlings around him.
But things did not go as he wished.
Another, even louder rumbling sound arrived.
The entire underground space seemed to have come alive as more tree roots drilled out from the walls in all directions, even from the floor and ceiling.
They rapidly intertwined and entangled, almost in the blink of an eye sealing every passage and crack leading outside!
They formed a completely enclosed cage made entirely of thick tree roots.
Even when someone tried to blast these roots with magic, the moment a gap was barely opened, new roots immediately filled it in, giving no chance at all!
Only after finishing this did Astraea slightly turn her head and quickly say to Saint Eustacia, “I’ve sealed this place with them. It took a bit of time to communicate. Now the entire underground is surrounded by these ‘little darlings.’ It can isolate the commotion here to the greatest extent. It’s your turn. Make sure they don’t use magic to send messages out.”
The “little darlings” she spoke of obviously referred to these roots.
Saint Eustacia no longer had any reservations.
She took a deep breath, and the ordinary casual clothes she wore were enveloped in soft white light.
When the radiance faded, a solemn pure-white saintess robe had already draped over her, and a staff overflowing with flowing light had appeared in her hand!
At that moment, the air behind Saint Eustacia suddenly twisted, and a poisoned dagger came straight for her neck from nowhere!
Clang—!
A low, deep hum erupted as Dekalorin’s greatsword actively manifested, condensing a phantom sword-shield etched with ancient patterns!
The dagger struck the phantom, producing a metallic clang.
The attacker was instantly sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the tree-root wall behind, then was immediately pierced through the body by another vine.
Saint Eustacia hadn’t even noticed.
After completing its task, the greatsword once again transformed back into a hair ornament and returned to the top of Saint Eustacia’s head.
At the same time, Saint Eustacia’s chanting ritual concluded.
“White Dove of Commandment · Cease Arms!”
This voice rang out like the toll of a judgment bell, echoing throughout the sealed space!
As her staff struck the ground, a vast power of rules centered on her and spread outward in waves like a tide, reaching every corner!
This also caused Seraphina, who had been standing dazed to the side, to tremble!
She miraculously discovered that the little bit of magic power in her body was gradually regaining vitality!
Saint Eustacia’s magic… had shattered the array that bound magic power!
Everyone who tried to raise a weapon or staff felt a brief blank in their minds.
Their hands felt light as a gentle yet domineering force stripped the weapons from their grasp!
Whether blades or staves, all flew out of their hands and clattered to the ground.
Even the pitch-black sword in Movira’s hand dropped with a clang.
Movira…
She expressionlessly shot Saint Eustacia a glare.
Then the sword blade, as if it had a life of its own, let out a dissatisfied cry and automatically flew back into her hand.
The others did not have such strong resistance.
Even when they tried to pick up their weapons again, a glaring white light would always flash and repel their hands.
Saint Eustacia released her holy pressure without reservation, causing the already unstable underground space to begin shaking, as if it could collapse at any moment!
“Ai…” Astraea sighed, then directed the tree roots to move, using them like giant arms to support the crumbling space.
At the same time, Astraea turned around and reached out to cover Seraphina’s eyes.
Seraphina’s vision went black.
She asked in confusion, “Ai? Astraea, what are you doing?”
“You can’t look. The scene that follows isn’t suitable for you.”
Astraea’s voice had once again regained its gentleness, sounding beside Seraphina’s ear.
Almost the moment her words fell, Seraphina heard a series of horrifying sounds from around her… short, miserable screams, the sound of bones breaking, and the eerie noise of liquid being rapidly absorbed, all mixed together before quickly dying down.
When light returned to Seraphina’s eyes, all the enemies hidden in the crowd had completely vanished!
In the entire space, the only enemies left were a dozen or so people whose ankles were bound, collapsed on the ground.
Oh, and the man, who had already lost all color in his face.
He seemed to want to crawl away, but his trembling limbs were completely insufficient to carry out his brain’s command to crawl, or perhaps his brain had already shut down.
Astraea clapped her hands and turned toward Saint Eustacia, whose expression was complicated.
The corners of her mouth even curved into a faint smile, her tone relaxed.
“I’m very considerate, right? Here, I left a few alive for you. Should be enough for you to take back.”
In Saint Eustacia’s eyes, if Astraea had remained cold like before, it wouldn’t have been so frightening.
But… now she could actually still smile!
She had just taken the lives of dozens of people!
Saint Eustacia’s mouth twitched as she withdrew her magic.
As for Movira, she didn’t care about any of this.
The battle ending quickly suited her just fine.
It was only that the pitch-black sword seemed very dissatisfied that it hadn’t “eaten” a single “meal,” and was quite disgusted by the nearby tree roots and vines!
Movira couldn’t be bothered to care about a sword’s feelings.
She immediately strode quickly to Seraphina’s side, grabbed her shoulders, and looked her up and down.
“Are you okay? Were you injured? Scared?”
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