Crimson sinking

The change of Hina also caused a change in the atmosphere of the crowd. Everyone never thought that they were led by such a beautiful girl. While they were shocked, they also secretly admired her courage to lead them alone and walk on the road. the front of the formation. 【】Even the injured students began to grit their teeth and persevere, listening to Hina's command and rushing towards the intersection little by little.

Such a narrow place is not suitable for the power of external elements, and the use of power is too scattered, so it is always easy to be interrupted in this kind of melee.

After a wave of flames overturned the zombies in front of her, Hina softly recited the transformation spell.

"The twins of destiny, rely on each other and compete with each other..."

"We have very different personalities, but we tolerate each other, but even if we are abandoned by the world, we will always be together..."

"You control your own destiny. Those who offend my majesty will definitely feel the perfect storm from the Gemini constellation."

The two stars, yellow and blue, were constantly spinning, and those beautiful stardust were adhering to her body little by little. After a short breath of calm within reach, Hina finally entered the Gemini fighting form. Holding the sword on the left and the right, two kinds of flames of flame and ice burn on the sword, which is full of visual shock.

This effect also made the crowd more confident. Xina swayed the long braid lightly, threw it behind her, raised the sword in her hand, and swiped the heads of several corpses in front of her with a sweep of the sword... …

The battle line is gradually moving forward, and the sword dances like flying flowers. That figure is like a butterfly lingering in the flower dust, beautiful, strong, and hard to forget...

The ghostly white flame in the hall has filled the entire hall, and there is a faint white flame under everyone's feet.What is surprising is that this thread of flame makes people feel no trace of scorching heat, as if it has no effect at all, but as time goes by slowly, those ghostly fires on the ground will become more prosperous...

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Outside the exhibition hall, Brassom was standing outside the door. At this time, there was no student nearby, and they were all fleeing and alienated. A group of nearby instructors had already rushed over, but they dared not act rashly because the other party was too famous. .

Artes then rushed over, exuding a surging aura, waving the giant sword in his hand, ready to fight at any time, and at the same time forced back the dying aura of Brasom, and asked with angry eyes: "You are Brassom, what do you mean?"

"You must be Artes, the principal here, and you have known your name for a long time," the figure under the robe chuckled softly, his voice sounded eccentric. Sorry for my presumptuous visit, this time, in addition to making friends with a few celebrities here, I also need a group of students here to help me complete a work. I think it will be a very good experience for those children who love art. choose."

"I don't care what work you want to finish, remove that layer of enchantment for me." Artes roared loudly, "Let go of the students inside, I don't care about what's happening now, I can just let you go like this. "

"It seems like this is a good idea," Brassom said with a hearty smile, but his laughter was indescribably sinister: "But I have been preparing for this plan for a long time, just sweeping the floor and cleaning it for you for free." Garbage for nearly half a month. Letting a famous magister from mainland China be on duty for you is probably the only honor your academy has. In other words, it’s really amazing to be able to hang around under your noses for so long without letting you find out. It's easy, but fortunately, it will be worth it soon..."

"Are you looking for death? This is Imperial College, and there are enough teachers to deal with you. No matter how strong you think you are, do you want to deal with me, a paladin, and dozens of mentors who are at least at the level of holy warriors and wizards? And the Imperial City Guards that may arrive at any time?"

"Oh, you overestimate me," Brassom continued to chat, "With the strength of your current group, let alone me, it is estimated that even the old man Pope Hillary may not be able to handle it, besides There are also Izkaner's long-established big men. I can't afford to be so big as an old man. I just stay for a while and leave. It must take about half an hour for the imperial guards to arrive. I will fight for this Complete the task within time."

"You're looking for death." Seeing that it's not appropriate to talk about it, and the other party is deliberately delaying time, now is the time to buy time, Artes rushed towards Brasom with his big sword in hand without hesitation.The speed of sprinting is like thunder, and every step that is taken will cause heavy vibrations in the ground, leaving deep footprints one by one.

Not far away, Brasom shook the withered cane in his hand without any haste, and a carved skull eye on it exuded a strange red fire, and then suddenly rose a few hundred meters away. A series of huge bone-shaped pillars, on the pillars, a series of blood-colored ripples came, gradually covering layers of strange and undulating barriers.

The appearance of this enchantment suddenly blocked a group of college tutors who wanted to come forward to help, almost blocking most of the teachers out.The only ones who could force their way in were a few veterans of the academy, including Mrs. Farrell, who followed behind.

Faced with a series of changes, Artes' eyes and pupils shrank. He had already made enough preparations to come to Brassom. If the opponent keeps avoiding him alone, it seems difficult to defeat him in a short time...

The huge offensive carries a shattering impact, and it is difficult for soldiers to stop once they charge. This is the biggest reason why cavalry are so brave on the frontal battlefield.The huge bone hand that suddenly appeared on the ground was crushed to white bone fragments by the trampling force of gravity, and all obstacles in front of him were smashed to pieces by Artes.

As the distance got closer, Artes raised his epee and placed it behind his left shoulder, and a powerful silhouette cut out. The moment it came out, a huge bone shield was released to meet it. Under the powerful slash, the bone shield was also exploded by the big sword attached to the fighting spirit. Under the huge inertia, Brasom was knocked into the air, and the whole body The person flew upside down to the air behind him.

It's just that two rotting corpses with wings suddenly sprang out from the ground, holding Brasom one left and one right in mid-air.

In midair, Brasom spit out a mouthful of phlegm, the phlegm had a trace of blood, his expression didn't change, but he slightly praised: "It's really not a good thing to be charged and close by a famous warrior. With a few clicks, I will let you see some of my works..."