Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 114 No one is innocent

"What we do is not sacrifice or redemption, but their false desire for self-satisfaction."

"Forcing others to sacrifice and dedicate themselves to their ideals is essentially twisted and evil."

"We are born to live for ourselves and have the right to choose our own destiny..."

"For freedom and dignity, even death does not matter."

"Don't be afraid, just think that you slept and never woke up..."

Elaine recalled the whispers in the ears of the sisters who once relied on each other.

Later, she escaped secretly. This move once caused shock in Baihua Nunnery.

Elaine had never seen the nun roar loudly and undignifiedly, and her face was as ferocious as a devil.

Everyone was forced to starve for three days, feel the pain of hunger, take away all their clothes, and feel the cold of autumn.

Later, I heard that the escaped sisters starved to death outside. A stinking corpse was brought back to the monastery for all to see. Since then, no one has mentioned the escape.

They are like a group of beasts kept in an animal pen, waiting to be plump and slaughtered...

Two traveling carriages stopped suddenly and almost collided with each other.

The pudgy steward in charge of driving was shocked and angry: "Who is it?"

Wearing a white swordsman uniform, the thin male swordsman gently pressed his palm on the head of the burly demon horse.

A familiar and handsome face, anyone who has frequently watched the Arena Channel recently will recognize it immediately.

"Hundred Flowers Swordsman Tiniham, what do you do for a living?"

Considering the opponent's recent record of winning every battle in the arena, the steward had to give him some respect.

After all, he is not an ordinary elite, and his strength is recognized to be comparable to that of super-level experts.

"Girls in the car! Don't blame everyone. Fate is giving you a chance. Choose to accept your original fate or get off the car and follow me."

The voice of Baihua Swordsman is full of magnetism and very pleasant to the ears. Although his tone was flat and not impassioned, it was inexplicably infectious.

The girls all looked out of the car windows.

"Tiniham! Do you know what you are doing? Making enemies of the nobles of the royal capital!" The pudgy steward raised his voice and yelled: "Don't think that just because you have some strength, you can do whatever you want! Now stand down..."

"What if I say no?" Baihua Swordsman narrowed his eyes and slowly drew out the thin sword from his waist.

"With so many expensive goods, you don't think we don't have guards, right?" The pudgy steward smiled grimly.

Suddenly, figures jumped out from all directions.

A total of seven elite-level warriors besieged him at the same time, including a spell caster hiding in the dark.

Baihua Swordsman raised the corner of his mouth contemptuously.

"But that's it..."

Speaking of which, the name Baihua Swordsman is indeed closely related to Baihua Nunnery.

Thirty years ago, Baihua Nunnery was formerly known as Baihua Convent.

The purpose is still to select children with outstanding appearance and qualifications from orphanages across the country to serve the upper echelons of the kingdom. In this way, funds can be invested to feed more orphans.

Needless to say, most people are heterosexual though. But there are always a small number of people with abnormal sexual orientation.

Moreover, beautiful boys are more popular with lonely ladies, and due to their scarcity, they are far more popular than girls.

Flower Swordsman Tinyham is the illegitimate son of a certain nobleman, and his mother is a beautiful cook. Due to old age and declining beauty, she gradually lost the favor of the nobles, and then suffered all kinds of rejection and humiliation from her mistress, and died in depression.

The young and ignorant Tinyham lost the protection of his mother and was unable to gain a foothold at home. He was kicked out of the house by his mistress and sent to an orphanage. Later, with his outstanding appearance, he was favored by Baihua Monastery.

Destined to have a tragic fate, he was able to completely change because of his awakening as a talented person.

That night, Tinyham found an opportunity to escape.

Relying on his status as a spell caster, he quickly established himself in the royal capital, obtained resources for practice, and gradually grew to where he is now.

The reason for choosing dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is actually not as complicated as imagined. It is all just to pursue stronger power...

The earth rolled with mud and waves, and he relied on the transformation technique to condense a huge rock palm, called the Broken Grip, and grabbed an elite-level warrior tightly, and then pierced the heart with a sword without mercy.

Whether it is physical fitness, fighting spirit quality, combat experience, or methods, they can be crushed in all directions, and it is difficult for ordinary elites to be a single enemy.

Tinyham's body was burning with silver flames, and like a god of war, he calmly faced the siege of many elite warriors.

In the blink of an eye, one person was killed again, and the others were frightened one after another and did not dare to act rashly.

He was overconfident and seemed to be far more than his apparent strength.

"Come on! Hold on for a while, and soon a big shot will come to take care of him!"

The short and fat steward was croaking on the side, but he never thought that he would be hit with a sword to seal his throat in the next second. He covered his neck and was speechless.

"Quack!" Baihua Swordsman Tiniham's eyes were cold, and he turned his back to the elites behind him as if nothing happened. He looked at the carriage: "Come on! Isn't there anyone who is willing to resist his own destiny? To be a true Own?"

There was a commotion in the car, and many girls stood up and tried to jump out of the car.

Elaine is one of them.

There was a sneer in everyone's heart.

"How dare the little mouse that escaped back then come back to provoke you? Don't think I will forget you..."

The figure of Sister Gracea stood quietly under the night sky, exuding a strange and inexplicable aura. Her thin figure was shrouded in dark robes, and she was holding a wand made of the bones of an unknown creature.

Because of Tinyham's report, the Nunnery of the Flowers almost suffered a disaster and was once considered a heretic. The business of child molestation had to be discontinued and the name was changed to a nunnery. After many mediations, he was spared the annihilation of conservative organizations such as the Night Watch.

"I once swore not to pursue you any further! But now that you have come to provoke me, your oath is naturally invalid."

Numerous mage hands that are invisible to ordinary people suddenly sprouted from the cuffs of Sister Gracea. Unlike ordinary mage hands that have no attributes, her mage hands showed three colors: dark blue, dark purple, and black. Obviously It is specially strengthened through certain secret techniques.

"Broken Grip!" Tiniham muttered silently.

The earth trembled, and rock arms broke out of the ground. Compared with Grasa's silent murderous intent, Tinyham's offensive was huge.

"I see, advancing to the super level is the reason for your boldness?" Gresha's expression suddenly became clear.

The moment the two collided, the surrounding elite warriors dispersed. Only the caster was left peeking in the dark.

"Tiniham really hides his strength."

He didn't dare to take action immediately because he was afraid of being targeted. All fools know that in battle, kill the caster first.

What's more, the seven warriors blocking the front don't look reliable. If he didn't stop Tiniham immediately, he would be the one who died.

Therefore, the right thing to do is to call for help.

Before leaving, Sister Grace gave him an inscribed token to call for support, which could be activated immediately as long as magic power was injected into it.

"No one can change their fate."

"Only those who are willing to devote themselves to filth will please the great God."

"Tiniham, you can't protect yourself..."

The giant rock hand collided with the invisible hand, and the scene was like an earthquake.

The night watchmen who maintained order in the royal capital at night came after hearing the news.

Tiniham realized the disadvantage of the situation and sighed helplessly: "Is there no one left?"

Elaine wanted to jump out of the car, but couldn't take a step. She wanted to shout, but couldn't make any sound. She felt as if her body didn't belong to her. The soul-shocking law is silently used, and it is overqualified to deal with ordinary people.

Tiniham didn't notice anything unusual at all, but vaguely sensed the unwillingness of someone's thoughts.

"Come out! Hurry!"

The Hundred Flowers Swordsman kept releasing his spiritual voice to urge him, and when he felt someone approaching from behind, he was forced to start his Appearance.

The three-dimensional body instantly turned into a flat two-dimensional figure, disappeared into the cracks of space.

The soul-shocking law was lifted, and everyone in the carriage regained their mobility. For a while, the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

When Elaine learned that Tinyham had left, the tears could no longer be stopped and kept flowing down her cheeks.

A moment of hesitation results in a missed opportunity to change your destiny.

At this time, the pain and regret in her heart were unspeakable, as if her heart was broken, and she was twitching violently.

I really want to die at this moment...

"Don't cry, children. Face your fate calmly." Sister Gracea descended from the sky, her smile like the wind taking the place of the coachman.

Despite some accidents on the road, the carriage arrived at Yeyu Hotel on time.

Regarding the issue of distribution, the Belland family has already decided to use a lottery.

There are too many people participating in the banquet, and it is difficult to coordinate directly. It is easy to offend people.

Each girl is assigned a mask with a number. After the guests complete the lottery, they can negotiate and exchange numbers by themselves.

More than a hundred people were divided into three rows and stood on the stage in the hall. Those in the front row squatted down, those in the middle row held their knees, and those in the back row stood up straight.

The men in the audience had bright eyes and whispered to each other.

There are rumors in the royal capital that the Belland family never disappoints anyone. Every time you entertain important guests, you will definitely bring out a pure and beautiful girl.

"But this time, there are more than a hundred people attending the banquet! Will there be uneven levels?" Some guests expressed doubts.

"No, you can rest assured." Viscount Beant smiled slightly.

The hotel manager moved the lottery box, carried it to the guests' seats personally, and asked them to draw numbers.

Some people couldn't wait to leave their seats and gathered around, fearing that if they were a step too late, good luck would not belong to them.

Elaine's number is fifty-seven and she is located in the middle row. Like a quail, she buried her head deeply for fear that someone would see her.

Suddenly, I heard women's exclamations in my ears.

The black-haired girl opened her eyes and found darkness all around her, and the magic lamp above her head quietly went out at some point.

"what happened?"

"It may be that the energy of the stored magic stone is exhausted and a single magic lamp is damaged. It will not affect the operation of other magic lamps."

"What a bummer!"

"The Dahlgren family actually made such a low-level mistake..."

"It's a small accident, it will be fine soon. Everyone, please be patient. Spellcasters, please use the light spell first!" Rodney, the person in charge of the hotel, said quickly.

The hotel has a spell caster on call every day, and there are also multiple spell casters among the guests.

However, no one responded at the moment.

The atmosphere is eerily silent…

Someone sensed that something was wrong, secretly increased their vigilance, and looked around.

The bright moonlight shines on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The screen of the Transsion watch in my hand also glowed brightly.

everything is normal! No…

The bone blade penetrated his body from behind, and he clearly felt the passage of life. He raised his hand to try to save it, but finally fell to the ground slumped.

After Tai'an's observation, no one among the high-ranking officials and nobles present was innocent!
I was originally worried that I would kill the wrong good person.

Now it seems that good people will never come to the banquet and join in the troubles with the Belland family.

"Clear them all! Oveska, don't let go of any of the spiritual coordinates I set."

After the magic lamp went out, the Bone Angel hidden in the darkness was waiting for an opportunity.

The primary target is not the super-level warrior, but the spell caster!
Raise the skeletal palm and lock the target with your fingertips.

Secret skill, finger bone piercing bullet!
The five casters had no time to react, and at the same time, their eyebrows and the back of their heads were pierced.

In Oveska's palm, the bone blade grew rapidly, and then it was time to kill.

Silently, one strike kills.

Her killing skills are completely an art, as graceful and skillful as a farmer cutting straw, and like a musician, every move is filled with the rhythm of death.

Within a few breaths, I could only hear the dull sound of someone falling down frequently.

"There are assassins!"

Someone among the guests was finally shocked, and with a loud shout, the scene immediately became chaotic.

All kinds of arrogance were ignited, and a faint glimmer of light was released around the warriors.

One of the swordsmen with rare light attribute fighting energy was like a magic lamp, and the light emitted around him almost illuminated the hall.

Everyone saw a black shadow killing people in the field at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

The black cloak fluttered, killing with one strike from all kinds of incredible and weird angles.

It’s hard to imagine that within a short time, more than twenty people had fallen!

"All super-level warriors will fight with me!"

James, the city defense security officer, showed his courage and waved the inscribed sword to face the enemy.

The inscribed sword burning with dark red flames slashed down hard. The figure shrouded in black robes flew gently to avoid the attack.

A gully opened in the ground, wooden tables dozens of meters away were shattered wherever the flames passed, and even the solid tempered glass was turned into powder.

"Ah! Drink..."

James tried to turn around and strike, but suddenly realized that there were other guests behind him, so he had to stop his attack.

Qi and blood surged, and his face flushed.

Oveska, a tiger among sheep, danced a dance of death among the crowd.

Her graceful dancing posture is no less than that of Liadrin on a snowy night. Every minute, one lucky viewer is selected to be the companion of death.

It was a completely one-sided killing, and the elites who were usually respected and admired had no room to resist or fight back.

Those who reacted faster rushed to the outside like crazy.

On the long street, the same figure shrouded in black robes stood quietly under the beautiful moonlight.

The magic sword in his hand releases a negative energy field that distorts light.

(End of this chapter)