With Torres's one sword striking and causing substantial damage to the four individuals, the outcome of this team fight has been settled. If there was any doubt before, Joshua's decision is now unquestionable.

Go all out and crush them completely.

Even though the Gaia Quartet, who have the battle attribute enhancement provided by the Steel Feathered Dragon, has already been caught off guard by Torres fighting them alone, they are unable to react in time and are overwhelmed by a storm of attacks.

"This turn of events is too sudden, isn't it?"

Yasuo-sensei, the commentator on the hot air balloon, is also dumbfounded. It's the first time in several years that the Swiftwind Swordsman has encountered such an excruciating situation. From advantage to explosion, it only takes ten seconds... Oh wait, it seems like there was a ten-thousand-point lead that got flipped...

Ahem, that's not important. Anyway, in the first half of the game, Gaia was dictating the pace, and Torres was constantly suppressed. How did he suddenly charge in and fight four of them like he was on drugs?

...

With the battle in the Dragon Pit over, the four members of Gaia are carried away in a row by the medical team. They are not even given a chance to return to the fountain to heal their injuries.

Meanwhile, Milt's team immediately seizes the momentum and, with the amplification effect of the Elder Dragon, can confidently push the mid-lane towards Gaia's high ground.

"Well done, Torres! I never realized you were so awesome!"

Mullen pats Torres on the shoulder with great force, showing a post-disaster grateful expression. "I thought we were going to be ganged up on just now, but I never expected you to save us. I owe you one."

"Well..." Torres's expression remains unchanged, showing no waves. He doesn't look like the swordsman who just completed the feat of fighting four opponents alone; it's as if he just did something ordinary.

He looks down at the large sword he is holding and then looks up at the sky.

In the previously sunny sky spanning thousands of miles, the light has dimmed slightly.

For Milt, this battle has basically secured their victory. After all, even though Zilan is extremely powerful and her swordsmanship is exquisite, she is still unable to match up against five opponents surrounding her.

"Sorry, sis, we underestimated them... Ouch, can you give me a spell to numb the pain?"

Lying on a stretcher, the pain causes Muye to gnash his teeth, but he still reports to Zilan, "There's something off about that swordsman's strength..."

"I know. From now on, it's not just a game anymore."

From the other end of the communication channel, Zilan's voice remains calm, without any negative emotions of nervousness or disappointment due to her teammates being taken out. "Slay demons, exterminate evil."

"Is that so?" Muye laughs bitterly as he looks up at the sky.

Sis probably already noticed something was off earlier, which is why she directly unleashed all nine flying swords without holding back. That guy is also good at hiding; even after battling Sis directly for so long, he hasn't revealed any flaws.

"Excuse me, I need to see Director Luce, Dean Ciella, or Miss Tirana, someone with the authority to make a decision."

Muye tugs at the sleeve of the physician responsible for his treatment.

"The dean? What do you need from them..."

The physician is momentarily stunned, carefully looks at Muye, and doesn't detect any hint of joking. Considering the fact that Muye is a special guest as a participant invited by Milt, this request, although strange, is not objectionable.

"Just hurry and bring them. Your student on the field..."

Buzz——

A piercing noise reverberates, as unbearable as nails scratching a blackboard. Many spectators can't help covering their ears with their hands, but the sound seems to directly penetrate their bodies, causing their internal organs to vibrate in the resonance.

And for Milt's students, those adventurers who came to watch or learn were able to perceive even more anomalies in the energy flow.

"The energy is chaotic, and the magic elements are also in disarray... Someone has cast magic, and judging by the commotion, it must be a forbidden spell!"

Both Aya and Coco made the judgment almost simultaneously. They were both adept at both magic and martial arts, more sensitive to this aspect than Tiran.

"Forbidden spell? Tsk, Lucius and Ciella are both in the city, and there are so many people from the academy as well. How did it end up like this?"

Princess hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and spread her ice crystal wings behind her - this skill was considered her privilege. Even regular ninth-level knights did not dare to use it like this. The consumption of Chi by Chisaku was too high, and even if it could take shape, it would only be used for emergency gliding and not as flight equipment.

Leveraging her overpowered Chi reserves and recovery speed, Miss Tiran finally reached the level of a great knight.

Upon seeing Tiran take off, Aya had no choice but to release her dragon wings and follow. Apart from them, there were also some magic users who used wind-based flying spells to ascend and observe.

As they flew out of the top of the arena, the view opened up, revealing the scene outside the arena.

"That... is Milt City?"

Aya rubbed her eyes and confirmed once again.

No mistake, that direction, that position, that silhouette, it was definitely Milt City. But the entire city was enveloped in dense dark clouds. It was unknown where so many clouds had come from, as it was clear and sunny just moments ago.

The surfaces of the buildings in the city were covered with a layer of red fluorescence, and the vegetation that was once abundant in the city withered and wilted. At a glance, the entire city was only left with shades of crimson and charred black.

The peddlers gathered around the arena also noticed the abnormality in the city, exclaiming in shock. Some of them even had family members still in the city and were attempting to rush back.

It was still unclear what had happened in the city, but it definitely wasn't something good!

Upon landing back in the arena, chaos had already ensued.

Many people had noticed the abnormality in Milt City. While the foreign travelers were relatively calm, more than half of the people in the arena were the original residents of the city. With their properties and families still in the city, coupled with exaggerated rumors spreading like wildfire, the situation was gradually getting out of control.

To make matters worse, in the current large arena, neither Lucius nor Ciella, who were supposed to oversee the situation, were present. Even some of the teachers and student council members who remained in the arena were momentarily at a loss.

"Only you can handle the situation at a time like this, Miss!" Aya hurriedly pushed Tiran, reminding her.

"Huh? You expect me to take charge? There are over a hundred thousand people!" The princess widened her eyes and said, "Are you expecting a homebody like me to do what esteemed elders can do? You're thinking too much!"

This time, Aya didn't back down and stared back at Tiran. "Now is not the time for whether you want to or not. If we wait any longer, these people might trample themselves to death. Do you still care about those things? Moreover, if Ciella can do it, why can't you?"

"Well, what you said makes sense."

"So hurry up and go on stage. You're a woman who has experienced a grand welcoming by a hundred thousand people! Go get them, Princess Silver!"

Tiran was initially taken aback, but then he remembered what this guy was referring to - the incident caused by his father on their way back to the capital. He instantly felt embarrassed and angry, saying, "I already told you not to mention that again!"

...

The Martial Arts Festival competition had come to a complete halt. The staff quickly activated the barrier that separated the Summoner's Canyon from the outside world and informed the participants inside about the situation.

The audience had lost interest long ago. More than half of the people were trying to leave their seats and exit the arena through the passageways. The atmosphere grew more tense, and the student volunteers and academy staff responsible for managing the entrances and exits were doing their best to stop the crowd from pouring out and maintain order, but they were equally uncertain inside.

"Please remain calm, don't panic. The academy officials have already dispatched personnel to contact the city, and the latest updates will be announced to you at any time. Do not panic and cause accidents..."

Tiran's voice echoed through the entire arena, but it seemed to have little effect. The noise continued and the chaos persisted.

"Now I understand how stampedes happen..." Princess Tiran, holding a microphone in the control room backstage, broadcasted her voice throughout the arena. Besides Aya, there were also many others gathered around her.

For example, two commentators, several teachers present, Coco, and a group of students from the Garaman Academy who repeatedly claimed they would protect Coco's safety, even though they might not actually be able to beat Coco's group themselves.

"What's so funny about you guys running over here? With Shofiz here, if there really is an enemy that we can't handle, wouldn't you all be useless?"

Aya thought that the group led by Selvasin was really screwed up in the head.

"Don't you understand?" Selvasin didn't feel angry at Aya's questioning. "If Princess Tiran encounters a danger that she can't handle, won't you stand in front of her even if you can't beat the enemy?" It seemed like what she said made sense. Aya was rendered speechless.

"Hey hey, Aya, it seems like what I said doesn't really matter... Shouldn't we just let them make a mess themselves? After all, our Milt students are still fine." Tiran repeated a few times, realizing that the audience seating area was still chaotic. She felt her pride was hurt.

"Now I suddenly understand why you don't want to be a queen... Looks like the country would end up like this if it was left to you..." Aya's forehead was filled with black lines.

"I never could!" Tiran pouted in anger.

"Mainly, Lady Elder Sister, your tone of voice isn't firm enough. Only being tough works in this kind of situation." Coco offered suggestions.

"Well, that makes sense, but how do I become tough?"

Oh my god, the Princess actually pondered on how to become tough?

"Don't you just use your usual way of speaking?"

"Oh!" Tiran's eyes lit up, clapping her hands. "I got it."

...

"Why are you people making so much noise down there! Are you so annoying! Are you a hundred thousand people or a hundred thousand pigs?! If you keep making noise, I'll shoot each and every one of you!"

The voice was so loud that it even caused the broadcasting system to emit an overloaded buzzing sound.

... Maybe it was too forceful, even more extreme than usual. But although it was somewhat crude, at least it stabilized the situation and the audience seating area had quieted down.