Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy Chapter 1245 1245: The Spirit Beast

Tension thickened in the duel hall as Cecilia's grimoire unleashed her Spirit Beast, effortlessly deflecting the blades conjured by Neja…

Though not massive, the wolf-shaped creature's fur shimmered with azure glow, like it was encased in swirling currents of water.

Awooo~

Droplets spilled from its paws with every stride… Each step forward created subtle waves rippling over the ground!

What a magnificent beast!

The journalists instantly perked up, snapping pictures with their gadgets…

"What kind of Beast is that?!"

"It's not a Water Sprite, right?"

"Water Wolf?"

"That looks so beautiful!"

"I want something like that too!"

The audience buzzed after spotting its eyes gleaming with profound blue, its growl booming like thundering rapids!

Gasps filled the air. Water-type Spirit Beasts proved rare even among their kind.

Such beasts excelled in toughness, flexibility, and purifying might. Watching Summoners felt a twinge of jealousy toward her.

Neja's smug grin wavered briefly before he regained composure. His grimoire throbbed, spawning additional swords.

Not mere steel this round! These wielded elements. A fiery longsword floated nearby, its blade wreathed in scarlet flames.

"Haha! Take this one then!"

A razor-sharp ice blade glistened with chill. Next, a spear sparked with electricity. In moments, over a dozen armaments orbited him, each charged with unique elements.

Neja flicked his hand, launching them ahead.

The blazing sword hurtled at Cecilia, warping the air with intense heat.

The frosty blade trailed icy mist in its wake.

Finally, the electric spear zipped forth like a bolt from the blue.

Cecilia lifted her hand, invoking a spell this time…

Spirit Shroud!

This incantation wove a protective veil around her Spirit Beast, quenching the fire and scattering the bolts.

Thud!

The blade hit, yet the shroud devoured the ice, turning it to mere water beads.

"Go! Destroy that Grimoire!"

At her order, the Spirit Beast lunged with water coiling around its talons. It smashed the flaming sword, snuffing its blaze, then pulverized the ice blade.

A gush of water erupted from its maw like a flood, batting away the lightning spear.

Cheers exploded from the crowd. Cecilia didn't just lean on her Spirit Beast's power; she enhanced it with timely support spells.

Neja clenched his jaw.

He called forth even more blades, now swifter, keener, laden with denser power!

"Slow!"

Cecilia's grimoire flared once more. She murmured a new Spell, bathing her Spirit Beast in light. Its speed surged...

High Haste Spell in action!

This boost amplified her companion's speed and might.

The wolf weaved amid the barrage of blades, leaving streams of water in its path like meandering rivers. It shattered sword after sword.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Suddenly, Cecilia's Hawk burst free, diving in to harass the weapons and divide Neja's attention.

Vale observed quietly, giving a nod.

'She stays composed. Timing her support spells perfectly. This matches what I envisioned when handing her that grimoire.'

True enough, Cecilia couldn't depend solely on her Summons. Thorough support was essential.

Yet Neja pressed on. His grimoire throbbed fiercely, pages quivering. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead as he wavered.

The spectators sensed trouble.

Grimacing, Neja uttered a reluctant incantation. His grimoire darkened ominously.

One sword materialized, utterly distinct from the rest.

Elongated, pitch-black, cloaked in darkness. Its edge pulsed with life!

The atmosphere weighed down, other weapons fading as if in reverence.

Silence gripped the crowd.

"Hmm? What do we have here?" Vale whispered, grasping the situation.

'A forbidden summon… crammed into his grimoire.'

This wasn't a standard call.

In truth, Neja hadn't selected this blade. No natural bond or talent birthed it. Lakrine Academy's principal, eager to boost his pupils' fame, had imposed a taboo pact onto Neja's grimoire.

The rite enslaved a conscious relic, an archaic shadow blade, unwillingly.

These acts carried grave risks. A grimoire should mirror its owner's essence, but this violation warped Neja's link, granting immense power at the cost of a rebellious summon!

The sword floated before Neja, then… voiced itself!

"You dare call upon me again, child?" Its tone rumbled deeply through the hall.

Stunned, the crowd held their breath—this rarity demanded awe.

Neja recoiled. "I… I have no choice. Fight for me!"

The sword's laugh chilled spines. "Very well. But remember… You will pay the price!"

In a flash, it rocketed ahead, outpacing all prior summons. It clashed with Cecilia's Spirit Beast, shoving it backward.

Water sprayed everywhere as the beast snarled…

Cecilia's grimoire lit up. She unleashed Healing Stream, mending her Spirit Beast's vigor.

Aquatic energy washed over its injuries, closing them in seconds. The beast rebounded, roaring defiance at the cursed blade.

To everyone's surprise, the sword lingered mockingly. "Pathetic. You think water can resist shadow?"

It lunged anew, slicing toward Cecilia. She conjured Arcane Shield, erecting a bulwark of Arcane Energy.

Boom!

The impact rocked the shield, which wavered fiercely before absorbing the force.

The crowd drew sharp breaths. Cecilia defended not only her Spirit Beast but herself too.

Frustration warped Neja's features. He barked orders at the sword, ignored utterly. It retorted instead.

"You are weak. Why should I obey? Just watch me destroy this thing!" The sword declared, flaring ablaze before hurtling straight at Cecilia's Grimoire!