"Berserk potion, mixed into the rain."
Teacher Fu Ye stopped teasing Tang Yue.
He spoke softly.
"The Black Vatican you mentioned has made its move."
As if to confirm his words.
The first demonic roar came from the distance.
Then came a second, and a third.
Shrill and violent.
As though the gates of hell had been violently thrown open.
The alarm pierced through the curtain of rain.
It rang throughout the entire city.
The voice of Bo City's commander-in-chief of city defense spread to every corner through the magical amplification system.
A blood-red light flickered across the horizon.
"Citywide alert! Demonic riot! I repeat, demonic riot! All Mages, take your positions immediately! Civilians, proceed to the safety barrier!"
Tang Yue's expression changed instantly, but she had no intention of leaving Fu Ye. She simply walked beside him in silence.
Within the rain.
Various magical lights had already lit up in the direction of the distant city walls.
Fire, lightning, and ice intertwined into a chaotic battlefield.
At the sight.
Tang Yue felt terribly anxious.
She raised her eyes to Fu Ye.
She knew that if he was willing to act, this blood-red alert would be easily resolved.
The sky was a sickly yellow.
Dull explosions and demonic roars echoed from afar from time to time.
Each one made the students on campus clutch their hearts.
A faint burnt stench and smell of blood filled the air.
Carried on the wind from the direction of the city.
Inside the academy auditorium.
The argument between several teachers had already gone on for twenty minutes.
Director Chen.
An old Mage in his fifties.
With graying hair.
He slammed his hand down on the podium.
His face was flushed red with agitation.
"I said we hold our ground and wait for reinforcements! The