High School of Wicked Magic

The figure that suddenly appeared and kicked the flying dragon was naturally Cyril. She seemed to have rushed back from a long distance, her breathing was short of breath, her plump chest kept rising and falling, but her face was full of unprecedented words. anger.

After kicking Alila away, she seemed to still feel uncomfortable, she walked over and stepped on Alila's corpse, stepping hard.

"Bastard, bastard, I told you to welcome my brother, not to eat him, you bastard, you dare to attack my brother, you should just kill him."

—While speaking, a black flame ignited in his right hand.

Elemental low-level magic hellfire In fact, the black flame in Cyril's hand is several grades behind the legendary hellfire that burns nothing. Although it has the same color and the same name, the two sides The gap is like the difference between cloud and mud.

The legendary hellfire can not only ignite objects, but can even ignite souls, space, and even time.

It is a flame that angels are also very afraid of. It is born and raised, and it has terrible lethality.

The flame in Cyril's hand was born out of the fire of hell, but its lethality dropped by more than one level.

But if you want to burn a human body, it's not a big problem.

"Wait, wait... Zhuang Mingge hastened - grabbed his sister's body "Are you really going to kill her? "Zhuang Mingge clearly felt how powerful the black flame in Cyril's hand was.

Just burning quietly, the space of the flame moon body began to distort.

"That's right, it's too cheap to kill her like this." Cyril extinguished the flames of hell with her backhand, and stretched out her hand to grab Elila who was lying on the ground. ?”

Malamy married embarrassingly.

By the way, are you really best friends?

"It's too much, Ellie of West L Corpse woke up suddenly, "How can I see people after being trained into that kind of thing? In fact, I don't need to be trained at all. My body and mind have already been experienced by my younger brother! "

"I don't want it!"

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help complaining.

It was as if overnight, the atmosphere of the whole academy became extremely weird.

The half-breeds wanted to stand on their own.

Rumors that came from nowhere spread across the entire academy overnight, with noses and eyes. Almost everyone knew about such rumors, which made the already heavy atmosphere of the academy even more weird.

The half-breeds are going to split the academy, they're going to stand on their own.

The re-election is just a small part of their plan, a conspiracy.

The ultimate purpose of his drinking is to divide the college.

The half-bloods want to split the college into the East and West colleges, the East college is made up of pure blood, and the West college is all filled with half-bloods. They even ask the college to build a wall to separate the east and west colleges, so that they will never communicate with each other.

The rumors are so fierce that every student knows about it.

For the college that is about to split, many people maintain an optimistic attitude, many people maintain an indifferent attitude, and even more people express that they... cannot accept it.

"We absolutely don't accept it!"

In a certain classroom of a certain grade, a passionate student stood on the podium, glanced at the students in the Jin class, and said generously: "Can you accept that the academy for hundreds of years was split because of a group of lowly mixed-race children? College? It's an insult, those lowly mixed races are completely insulting us."

He was frothing and waved his fist vigorously, "Whether you accept it or not, I don't accept it anyway. We must stop this conspiracy. The college should not be divided. The lowly half-breeds have never been above us. Eligibility to sit on an equal footing with us.”

"So, I propose, Tou Li, we support Warfit Student Council President, and then completely defeat this group of mixed-race children, let them know how cruel the reality is."

So, under the leadership of the man, most of the fanatical students followed him to a nearby polling place, cast a negative vote, and as if they had won a huge victory, they shouted triumphantly and hugged each other , as if winning a huge battle, venting his excitement.

At the same time, in different places, different grades, and different classrooms, the same scene is being played out.

—Some radicals even shouted things like "Mixed races who split the academy are not eligible to stay in the academy, get out".number, and is spreading rapidly.

The huge 〖movement〗 turned into a demonstration, and countless students joined it, forming a huge long dragon, running around in the college, and absorbing more students, approaching the place where the vice president lives.

"It's the opposite, it's the opposite!"

The dean of teaching, Sultan Uris, sat in his office, looking down at the students forming a long queue from the tall building, his face was livid, and although he reprimanded him severely, the smile in his eyes betrayed his current mood.

He shook his head and looked into the distance, which was where the vice president lived.

"Then, Vice President Keinsheer, how exactly are you going to settle this scene? Let me take a good look at it."

The students who couldn't accept the division of the academy gathered together and shouted slogans to let the half-race get out.

Such a violent behavior has never happened in the academy.

In the past, even if the students were in a bad mood, they would not do such a thing.

In the deputy dean's office, Kainshell sighed deeply. He already knew about the demonstrations. It would not take long before the students demonstrating would gather downstairs.

"Warfit Vincent? You are really good at motivating students."

Keinshell clearly knew who was the culprit who caused all this. Without someone's instruction, the students would not have made such aggressive behaviors.

Although it did not violate the school rules, this kind of behavior has already approached the bottom thief of the school. It is absolutely impossible for all the mixed-race children to leave the school. For hundreds of years, what kind of scene has not been seen, a mere demonstration by a group of students, really think that I can force me to change my position?

impossible!

Although he didn't say such words, his eyes undoubtedly said so.

"It's here, it's here."

"Please come out, Mr. Vice President Keinsheer, we want to see you."

"Yes, we absolutely disagree with splitting the college. Those lowly mixed-race people are not qualified to split the college. Drive them out, drive them out of the college!"

The noisy voices came from far to near, and Kainshell, who was sitting on a chair, stood up. He knew that the students had arrived downstairs. Through the window, he could see countless students gathered downstairs, densely packed— piece, - extending to the end of the line of sight.

There are at least ten thousand people.

Keinsheer made an estimate, and couldn't help but look up at Warfit's methods again - "You can gather so many students together, no matter from which aspect, you do have the qualifications to become the student council president." , Warfit."

However, admitting is not agreeing, and he also has his own position.

And as a silver mage, Kainshell would never hide in his office just because he was a mere student. He hadn't seen any big scenes in his life.

After tidying up his clothes, Keinsheer opened the door expressionlessly and walked out.

The demonstrations made a big noise, and quickly spread throughout the academy, even the mixed-race children in the quarantine area heard about it.They were all agitated, feeling that they had been wronged. No one wanted to split the YSL Magic Academy, but they were locked in the isolation area, and there was no way to clarify the facts.

Sion also heard the news, and he knew it was a trap.

"Probably Warfit's trick."

When he first heard the news, he was still a little stunned, but he thought it through quickly, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Only a stupid fool would believe such a lie."

Noah, who was with Sion, also showed a disdainful smile.

Saint Laurent's independent Magic Academy has been established for hundreds of years, and it is precarious. It has never seen such a big scene. How could it be possible to split into two colleges because of such a thing.

Not only the students don't allow it, even the teachers, the college won't allow it.

No one can split the academy, even if there is one, it will soon be smashed to pieces under the counterattack of the academy.

This is simply nonsense.

"However, I didn't expect that Warfit would actually use such a method. It's really low." Noah frowned and said, "Many students will probably be deceived."

If Noah's guess is the same, many students have been bewitched.

The fourth day of chestnut casting was over, and the result was quite unexpected.

Number of Supporters: 129735 Number of Negatives: 100935 Complete Number of People: 19984 Many students voted negative, and the number of negatives instantly increased to a terrible number. Up to now, about [-] people have voted , and about [-] are still hesitating.

Seeing such a result, the mixed-race people were all anxious.

It's only the last step, if you fail here, no matter who you are, you will not be willing.

"What should I do, President." In the old school building at night, William asked Sion anxiously.

After Zhuang Mingge came back from the outside and knew the result, he frowned involuntarily. He was only a small step away from winning. With another [-] votes, Warfit had to step down. If he lost here, he would not be willing .

"No problem, we still have hole cards that haven't been turned up." Xi'an said relaxedly.

He glanced at Zhuang Mingge, and a smile flashed in his eyes. In fact, he had expected such a situation a long time ago. "—Everything is still under my control." He said confidently.

——We will never lose, and we must never lose!

Zhuang Mingge was thinking about it, thinking about how he should get through this difficulty. ! .