Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 401
Lyle exploded?

The images on the large screen in the center of the arena were all shaken by the violent explosion.The mephit flying in the air was also affected by the aftermath of the impact. When the picture returned to normal, the smoke and dust aroused slowly settled, and a new image finally appeared in the eyes of the audience.

A large pit with a diameter of about 20 meters, the wall of the pit is full of bone spurs showing a small section, and the flesh and blood turned into fly ash with the explosion.Except for the first time, not even the dross was left.The demon spine wheel damaged by the armor is like a target full of darts, and it is broken into several sections not far away. The life and death of the demons in it is unknown, but the flesh and blood tissue flows like soup on the barren black land .It's like tofu being shaken into tofu brain.

It appears that no one survived.As for Lyle, who was the center of the explosion, there seemed to be no scum left.

"Damn it!" Raymond roared in the arena, and a dazzling glare burst out behind the dense clouds, as if something would fall from the sky in the next second.

"Damn it!" Andre Lich's stand was like boiling water overflowing the pot, and several professors guarding Raymond immediately burst out with great strength, trying to stop the furious leader of the crusaders.The other liches scrambled and fled towards the outside of the arena. They had no other thoughts, just their hearts.

Mr. Dean looked anxious, especially when he discovered that Raymond was not the only source of danger for the riot.

As the creator of the hunger camouflage, Lyle had unknowingly accumulated a certain network at Andry College.Right now, all the professors of spiritualism, and a few liches who have a good relationship with Lyle, looked at the demons with cold eyes, as if they were looking at experimental materials.

The collective icy gaze of the lich is like the most vicious death curse, facing such a threatening behavior.Although the demons didn't know the reason, they still stared back as a matter of course.

The demons are actually very puzzled. You liches blew up and wiped out our people, but you liches blamed us demons instead. The chaotic side is not so chaotic.

As the city lord, Carlos sat in his stand, paying close attention to the tense atmosphere between the two parties who were also problematic groups, and was about to die of anxiety.

Don't fight in Lao Tzu's Wandering City, damn it, there are quite a lot of Andre's Salvation Society members and demon lords in that entry list.Dad, the starting point works.Damn, you started to go berserk anyway!

As one of the instigators of all this, the three members of the Literature Society and the Magic Research Society have begun to panic. While beating the three members of the Necromancer Society, they are also communicating with each other.

"Delusion, I plan to write an [-]-character epitaph, what kind of literary form should I use to make it pass down through the ages instead of me?"

"Gentleman, as far as I know, you and your epitaph will be shattered into dross at the first moment of Mr. Raymond's shot, and nothing will be left. Mr. Raymond will definitely kill us immediately."

While everyone was praying for their own fate, the motionless scene on the big screen in the center of the arena also changed a little.

In the meat sacs of the few demon backbone wheels left in the explosion, the wreckage of the young demon slid out along with blood.His body is relatively complete, except for a hole the size of a millstone dug out by bone spurs in his waist and abdomen.

It was this demon who was like a broken doll, opened his eyes, and got up tremblingly from the ground.

On the soil of the plane of hell, something black like smoke climbed onto his body, filling and repairing the terrible wound. Soon after, the demon's body was as good as ever.

That was the power of hell. As the sons of hell, the demons finally healed their injuries after undergoing such an explosion.

There were only a dozen or so demon youths who stood up with him.They are all demons with relatively high power levels, and they are more closely connected with hell.This also allowed them to save a glimmer of life in the explosion, instead of waiting for rebirth like other demons.

The revived demon youth glanced around, the first footsteps became the drums of war for each other, and the recovered demons began to fight each other.

"Gentlemen! Ladies! The best of our Demon Race survived the explosion of Mr. Plague Doctor, look at them, the young generation who survived to the end, among them will compete for the winner of this game. "

The rules of the Spine Wheel Race were completely forgotten by the demons.What?Run to the finish line to be the winner?Then if I kill everyone else, am I the only one who can reach the finish line!
All in all, the demons scuffled together.

The battle on the hell plane started again, and the turmoil in Wandering City further escalated.

What? !You demons are actually doing well, but our plague doctor, Mr. Anderi, blew himself up!How can you be good!Hurry up and give me hell to be with him!
Just when the collective will of the Lich was about to be put into action, a heavenly voice of redemption appeared in everyone's ears.

It was the narrator of the Black Abyss Arena. After being repaired, Mr. Bigby's voice was a bit leaky because of his swollen cheeks.

"Look! Friends! What's that!"

The field of view on the screen was zoomed out, focusing on the edge of the demon fight, the hidden place covered by huge bone spurs.

Hell plane.

Lyle hunched over, moving slowly and carefully like a thief, moving towards the portal on the top of the mountain.In order to hide herself, Nia wrapped his whole body, and the same black as the hell rock made up Lyall's camouflage color.

He was quietly stealing the house and heading towards the top of the mountain alone.

"This is a racing game!" He murmured in his heart.

Damn shiny and manipulative and flexible.As the president of the Necromancer Figure Club, Lyle certainly knows how the spell of the Spine Wheel self-destructing came about.That was a topic he and the Shiny Trio had been debating for a long time, about whether to leave the Spine Wheel as a self-destruct function for the seance.

Lyle refused. Who would want his vehicle to explode suddenly.But Lyle finally compromised, because the three of them strongly opposed the arrangement that the seance creation could not explode, because it violated the tradition.

But Lyle was still thinking, which unlucky person would enjoy the baptism of the Revenge of the Dead series of spells for the first time.

The result is yourself.Thinking of this, Lyle felt dizzy again.

Fortunately, those three guys had a little conscience, and loaded the backbone wheel with a mechanism to safely eject the driver.

That's why Lyle was left intact.At the moment when the spine giant wheel blew itself up, the flesh and blood surrounding Lyle had completed surface hardening and material transfer, forming an escape cabin that pulled Lyle onto a long and narrow bone spur.According to the original design, this long and narrow bone spur would escape with Lyle a second before the first shock wave of the explosion arrived.

When the enemies are all pierced by the bone spur rain, who cares about the flight path of a strange bone spur with a mass of flesh and blood behind it.

After the explosion, Lyall was shocked and slightly dizzy.

He thought he had already won.

But who knew that the demons could be so perverted, limb remodeling and super-speed regeneration, isn't that the privilege of the lich's flesh and blood creation?

The demons are really perverted, they slipped away.

Lyle lowered his head a little more, and sneaked away quietly with Nia and the tentacle monster.

(End of this chapter)