Battle of Moe Academy Star Protector

Chapter 1 1. Wedge
  The bloody blade fell at her feet.

has it ended?

It's all over now...

The girl took a step back with one of her bare feet, and faint black blood flowed down her calf, past her ankle, and dripped.

The pale pink dress was wrinkled and slightly wet. Her black hair was messy and messy. Her right foot was half-wearing a pink sandal, but her left foot was standing on the ground bare, and her delicate face was dirty. Yes, the whole person looked particularly embarrassed!

The bloody hand on her chest was clutching her chest in pain, and the hot blood on it was soaked in a bright red color. The bangs on her forehead and the feet of her skirt were all stained with uncoagulated blood. From a distance, she looked like a bloody person. One glance is enough to shock you!
  She stared blankly at an unknown place in front of her. The surrounding area was almost completely dark. Only the bloody magic circle under her feet continued to absorb blood, and then flashed with dazzling light, filling the air with a red light.

In front of us, there are dots of light and dust floating in front of us. Black and white intersect, and gold and purple are dotted among them. It seems that the sky is full of stars. How spectacular!
  But she just stood looking forward, her eyes unfocused.

The muscles on a small face stained with dust and blood were stiff, and the smile was so far-fetched that it was ethereal, as light as ripples in the water, and as real as the shadow of the moon in the water.

There was only one pair of eyes that were clear and watery, dark and faintly translucent, but unable to see through and seemed lost. It seemed that as long as someone glanced at her eyes, a touch of sadness and sympathy would arise in her heart.

She looked like this, as if she had nothing left. She had exhausted all her pomp and energy, but in the end it was still nothingness!
  Her whole body was swaying, and a large tear slipped down, running hot across her cheek, as if washing away her unhappiness, and also seeming to sympathize with her plight.

The magic circle under her feet shrank little by little, and the color receded little by little, and finally disappeared from the soles of her feet.

Only the red mark of a six-pointed star was left, carved lifelessly on the black stone, placed in a blood-red wooden box, and placed on the raised stone platform in the secret room, lifeless.

She closed her eyes in pain, feeling exhausted physically and mentally. Her whole body seemed to be out of control, as if her soul had been pulled away and was no longer her own.

Her legs weakened and she fell backward.

Finally, she fell into his arms.

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On the other side, in a corner of the universe, there was also a bloody scene.

The building behind him was in dilapidated condition, and black withered vines snaked all over the walls, almost strangling all living things. The whole land exuded the smell of death.

She knelt in front of the sewer, her eyes filled with mist. She was obviously strong as hell, but at this moment she couldn't stop the crystal dripping.

The black shield-shaped totem above the head behind him, with some complicated circles intertwined patterns, was now outlined with a circle of white light, glowing with the irresistible majesty of fate, constantly flipping and flickering.

"In the name of Minova, I dispel the darkness, and light returns!" She spoke firmly but could not hide her sadness. The pink ball in her hand hit the sewer cover in front of her hard, "Seal it completely!"

The silver-white magic circle of the six-pointed star flashed on the sewer cover, but only for a moment, and then nothing happened.

The totem above his head suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

All without a trace!

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She woke up three days later, in his arms. The early morning light shone dimly through the gauze in front of her eyes, and it was still dazzling when it entered her eyes.

My mind is blank and my heart is barren.

"Don't be afraid." She clearly couldn't see it, but she could feel the man's concern, and she could imagine the doting and distressed look in his eyes. The warmth in his body could not melt the ice and snow in her heart.

The scent of lemon penetrated her nose, familiar yet unfamiliar.

She burst into tears.

He tightened his grip around her uneasily, holding her cold palm with his warm fingertips. His eyes were complicated but he couldn't hide his distress, and his voice comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

She bit his hand hard, and all the regret and hatred in her heart for her fate condensed into strength. Tears burst out unsatisfactorily, and a low sob sounded. She curled up in his arms and trembled.

He let her bite him, let her cry, and held her lovingly.

The eyebrows are sad, the eyes are complex, and the voice is gentle:

"Don't be afraid...it's all over, everything is over..."

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Shouldn't it?

Things reincarnate and fate is unpredictable.

No one will always be a humble servant, and no one should be a king who will always be respected.

When everything is placed in front of fate, they are just a group of ants, ridiculous creatures like grasshoppers, and sacrificial objects like cud dogs.

In the eyes of destiny, the three, six, and nine levels of human beings are just a slapstick game, which cannot be seen or cared about.

There is only one rule of the game:

It is only destined to be replaced by the powerful, nothing is natural.

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And history is always surprisingly similar.

The light and darkness of war, the good and evil of people's hearts, what is right and what is wrong, who wins and who loses, the process is no longer important, the ending is the answer that future generations will see.

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