How come this arcanist is invincible?

Chapter 77 Who is the Traitor?

The dark sewers were filled with a damp, putrid smell.

The other end of the passageway of the Nameless Club connects to the main sewer road of the Sixth District.

Although this place is more spacious, it is particularly foul-smelling due to the accumulation of sewage.

Talia and her group fled into the waterway in a panic, their hurried footsteps splashing water everywhere.

She had only ten mage apprentices left by her side—the rest had fallen in the hall during the city guards' first raid.

"That damned traitor! He betrayed us!"

"I must kill him someday!"

The apprentices cursed through gritted teeth, but Talia remained silent, her face grim.

Her position meant she couldn't utter a single word in defense of Kane.

Otherwise, she will be the next person to be attacked by the masses.

Even if the spellcasting ability has reached the level of a formal mage due to the ritual.

But when you get close, she's just an ordinary person with no weapons.

After a moment of silence, she lowered her voice and offered her suggestion:

"After the ceremony, our qualifications have been greatly improved."

Once you leave Nord, you can go to the Elven Court of Susas, or other countries.

One apprentice couldn't help but ask, "What about our families?"

Talia lowered her head.

Seeing this, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Most of the apprentices who can enter the Mage Tower come from war cities or surrounding areas and have clean backgrounds.

Now, abandoning one's family and fleeing to a foreign country is almost tantamount to saying goodbye forever.

Moreover, not everyone is willing to give up everything for the path of a spellcaster.

A young apprentice, around fifteen or sixteen years old, was deathly pale and spoke in a trembling voice:

"Then... I won't run away, I'll turn myself in..."

"Are you crazy? We were all involved in murdering civilians before joining the club. The city guards will throw us all in jail!"

"I'm not crazy... I... I didn't kill anyone with my own hands, I bought the corpse... I'm still young, even if I violated the magic control regulations, I won't be locked up for more than a few years..."

Upon hearing this, many of the already wavering apprentices' eyes flickered.

Just then, the silent older apprentice, Sutton, who was also responsible for preparing medicines for the club, suddenly pounced.

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and plunged it into the young apprentice's heart.

The young apprentice collapsed to the ground, filled with resentment, his eyes filled with the question of "why?"

This sudden turn of events caused an uproar among everyone.

"Sutton! What are you doing?!" someone demanded, their voice filled with shock and anger.

Sutton grinned, said nothing, and swept his mocking gaze over the crowd.

Someone said in a hoarse voice, "Sutton did the right thing... If we don't kill him, someone else will betray us sooner or later."

The speaker even gave Talia a deep look.

Talia felt a chill run down her spine, and immediately put on a maniacal smile in agreement:

"Yes, Sutton did the right thing! We must eliminate dissidents!"

Though she said that, her heart was ice-cold—these people had all gone mad.

The group continued forward, but they had clearly increased the distance between each other and were wary of one another.

The sewage was ankle-deep, splashing up murky water.

Just as they were about to reach the corner ahead, someone whispered:

"If we go through that bend, we can enter the underground passage of the Seventh District... As long as we bribe the local tyrant there, we'll have a chance to leave the city."

"Whoosh—"

The sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out.

In the darkness, an arrow suddenly shot through the air without warning.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and before they could dodge, a cry of pain rang out. An apprentice had been shot in the thigh with an arrow and staggered to the ground in the sewage.

"Damn it, there's an ambush here!"

Exclamations rose and fell, and in a panic, an apprentice raised his hand to perform a magic trick: "Light the fire—"

Before he could finish speaking, a second arrow followed, piercing his wrist with pinpoint accuracy.

A sharp pain struck him, and he screamed in agony as the spell abruptly ended.

In the pitch-black sewers, no trace of the enemy could be found.

Everyone immediately became like frightened birds, huddling in the corner and turning their eyes to Talia.

She cursed under her breath, steeled herself, walked to the front, and called out loudly:

"Come out, we can talk."

She tried to keep her voice calm, but her palms were already soaked with cold sweat.

She wasn't sure if the other party was a member of the Night's Watch or some other faction, but their hunting-like attack stance said it all.

What's more troublesome is that if she shows any intention to surrender at this moment, the apprentices behind her are likely to attack her first.

Even though her first spell slot has been restored, the chances of her being overwhelmed in close-range attacks are extremely high.

The sound of dripping water was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent sewer.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness—carrying a harp on his back and holding a longbow, his emerald eyes and long hair still striking in the dim light.

It was Sienna.

She narrowed her eyes and stared intently at Talia.

Talia felt a chill run down her spine, but her face remained impassive as she looked at her with a puzzled expression.

I don't understand why this woman is hostile towards me.

She suppressed her surprise and doubt, and gave a polite smile:

"May I ask who you are?"

"The Night Watchman".

Sienna said coldly, "At the same time, I am also Kane's teammate."

Kane's teammates?

Talia was surprised, while some of the other apprentices began to curse.

Talia cursed the idiot under her breath, then spread her hands and asked in a gentler tone, "Could you let us leave?"

What do you think?

Sienna's lips curled slightly, but her eyes remained devoid of warmth.

"You are all alone, while there are more than ten of us."

Even if you can injure a few, if we all attack together, you might not be a match for us.

"But I'm not alone?"

Sienna chuckled softly, and as soon as she finished speaking, another tall figure emerged from the darkness on the other side of the waterway.

The man, holding a tower shield and with a stern expression, was none other than the warrior Braden.

Talia frowned, frantically trying to figure out how to negotiate, when the apprentice with the arrow in his thigh roared again:

"Kill this bitch!"

The atmosphere instantly shattered.

Several apprentices simultaneously performed magic tricks, and the faint lights of various tricks illuminated the darkness.

Braden strode forward, and the tower shield crashed to the ground.

Bang! A series of magic tricks struck the shield in succession, causing it to shake.

But Braden, as a Tier 1 warrior, had an arm as steady as a rock, blocking all the rays aimed at Sienna.

At the same time, Sienna reached out and took off the enchanted harp from her back, plucking the strings with her fingertips.

"Thunderous Trick Break!"

The deep, resonant sound of the piano suddenly exploded, echoing repeatedly in the enclosed space of the sewer, assaulting everyone's eardrums indiscriminately.

The physical condition of a mage apprentice is far inferior to that of a professional.

Except for Talia, who endured the discomfort and covered her ears tightly, everyone else was so shocked that their heads were splitting, and their spellcasting was interrupted instantly.

Only old Sutton was exceptionally ruthless. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a crossbow from his pocket, aimed it at Sienna, and pulled the trigger.

But the next second, his body stiffened, and a flower of blood bloomed on his back.

Another person next to him also fell to the ground at the same time.

"There are wanderers!" someone screamed in terror.

Gavin's figure flashed through the crowd, wielding two daggers. The paralyzing potion at the tips of the daggers made the apprentices weak all over, completely powerless to resist.

Once a monk's apprentice is brought close, he is no different from a lamb to the slaughter.

As the effects of the Thunderclap gradually faded, one of the apprentices finally managed to steady himself and attempted to use his magic to counterattack.

Sienna's arrow had already pierced the air and accurately struck his palm.

Gavin then took the opportunity to retreat into the darkness and vanish without a trace.

Seeing this, the apprentices felt disheartened.

Talia felt a chill run down her spine as well. Only five people were still standing; the rest, though alive, had lost their fighting ability.

"Surrender, you can't win." Sienna drew her longbow to its full extent.

Talia hesitated, her gaze sweeping over the people around her—some looked desperate, while others were still restless, wanting to rebel.

She cursed under her breath for being an idiot, looked up at Sienna, and asked in a deep voice:

"What would be the best outcome if I surrendered?"

"Your crimes will be investigated, and your sentence will be determined based on the severity of the offense."

Sienna answered with a frown.

"Finally, a fine must be paid, and a prohibition contract must be signed, prohibiting the unauthorized use of magic."

Talia took a deep breath:

"Then let me ask you another question... What's your relationship with Kate—no, Kane—besides being teammates?"

Sienna's expression changed slightly, and she was unusually speechless.

Talia smiled, a tentative smile playing on her lips: "You like him?"

"What?" Sienna bit her lip.

"Your eyes are exactly the same as those of the female apprentices in the High Tower who heard that I was with Kane."

She changed the subject and chuckled softly:

"He was indeed very strong... I used to like him a lot."

"You—!" Sienna's eyes blazed with fury.

The apprentices, Gavin, and Braden stood by speechlessly.

What kind of time is this to be talking about these things?

However, some apprentices breathed a sigh of relief: judging from the situation, the "love rivals" probably wouldn't easily reconcile.

Sienna's face turned completely cold as she raised her bow and aimed it at Talia:

"Since you won't surrender, then we'll make you suffer a bit first."

The arrowhead pointed at Talia's face, which appeared even more alluring due to the ceremony.

Sienna's knuckles turned white, and a moment of hesitation flashed through her mind—

But then Talia suddenly winked at her.

"Earthquake Manipulation Technique!"

Sienna was startled, but she was even more shocked by the group of mage apprentices.

The crack in the ground opened right in the middle of them. Several apprentices who couldn't dodge in time fell into the crack, which was about half a meter wide, while the rest were blocked by the suddenly raised terrain.

Only one apprentice was spared from being affected.

He glared at Talia with bloodshot eyes, raising his hand in a furious roar: "Traitor! I'll kill you!"

Sienna's pupils contracted, she hesitated for a moment, but finally released the bowstring.

The arrow pierced the air and precisely struck the apprentice's wrist, eliciting a scream.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Talia dashed towards them, dove behind Braden's shield, and looked at Sienna with lingering fear:

"Thank you, I was almost killed just now."

Several apprentices who had gotten up were trembling with rage, pointing at Talia and cursing her:

"You traitor! I knew you were no better than Kane! You've let down the Nameless Club, and you've let down the legendary Everett!"

Talia sneered:

Everett abandoned us immediately.

And you fools, while you were running away, you were busy grabbing spellbooks, slowing down your escape.

No matter how powerful I am, I can't lead you away from the Night's Watch.

She turned to Sienna, her smile deepening:

"Besides, I believe in Kane. He's not a heartless man..."

He must have said something to you, right? Otherwise, your arrow would have been aimed at me immediately.

Sienna's face turned pale and then red as she was struck by what she thought. She glared at her fiercely but couldn't utter a single word.

Gavin and Braden exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly.

Splash!

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the other side of the waterway.

Shar and her Lantern Bearers squad rushed over, drawn by the commotion.

Blocked from both sides, the remaining mage apprentices finally succumbed to despair.

……

Meanwhile, further down the sewers.

The ghoul disguised as Everett is being fiercely surrounded by three second-tier captains.

Kane's figure was rapidly sprinting towards the battlefield.