High School of Wicked Magic

81 pure magic seeds——

Could it be that people from all over the world gathered here?

Although this is impossible, I can't help but think this way. The only reason for this kind of thinking is because there are too many people.

football field?Arena?Olympic Games?

It can't be compared with the current situation at all, it's simply weak.

Here is the real crowd. Wherever you look, there are people besides people. There are people on the left and right, people on the top and bottom, and people on the front and back. In all directions, it seems to be surrounded by crowds.

With so many people in the auditorium, even if everyone was talking in low voices, the combined voices filled Zhuang Mingge's ears like a tsunami.

Crashing...cracking...the ringing doesn't stop.

The waves of sound rushed up like a tide, never ending, Zhuang Mingge even felt that his brain was about to be overwhelmed by these sounds.

bump! ! ! ! ! !

Then there was a huge muffled sound, as if a bomb had detonated in a small space, sweeping in all directions in an instant, covering every corner of the auditorium, reaching everyone's ears.

Heaven and earth are silent.

Needle drop can be heard.

Everyone closed their mouths without making a sound, and Zhuang Mingge was no exception. Originally, he wanted to complain to Sion that it was too noisy here, but after the muffled sound that swept through the entire auditorium, his body couldn't help but Sit up straight, keep your mouth shut and say nothing.

He couldn't help but glanced around, and found that everyone, like himself, straightened their chests and closed their mouths.

——It is a super powerful magic that I don't know.

Zhuang Mingge was slightly taken aback, but he had no intention of continuing to speak out. He looked at the circular square in the distance, and added an eagle eye spell to himself. In his eyes, human beings the size of black dots on the circular square were instantly blurred. Magnified dozens of times, every move of these people can be clearly seen, even the expansion and contraction of the faces on their bodies, and the emotions on their faces are as clear as a [-]-inch high-definition movie.

Raphael stood in the center of the circular square, like a spear, with a straight body, staring at the front meticulously. In front of him, there was a high platform with several teachers sitting on it, looking down on Raphael with a condescending attitude. Si, some people are expressionless, some gloat, some worry, some sneer...

These teachers have different expressions, but the only thing they have in common is that they all have prominent identities.

Saint Laurent Private Academy of Magic teaching director - Sultan Ulis.

Vice President of Saint Laurent Private Academy of Magic——Kainshiel Kefa.

Deputy Director of Saint Laurent Private School of Magic——Golder Xiuluo

Descendant of the founder of Saint Laurent's Private School of Magic - Clea Cruz

In addition to the above four, there are some teachers, but their identities are more than 01:30 points worse than the four of them.

On the left side of Rafis, stood a handsome man in a white shirt, dressed as if he came out of an anime. The clothes on his body not only had a gorgeous and mysterious magic circle, but also a complex pattern composed of thin golden threads. Patterns, coupled with his handsome face, like a prince in a fairy tale.

This was the first time Zhuang Mingge saw this man.

Holding the power, standing at the top of 30 students, overlooking all the students of Saint Laurent Private School of Magic, the purest pure-blood, extremely disgusted and discriminated against mixed-race children, making countless mixed-race children live under his pressure, even desperate men .

The legendary student council president.

Warfit Vincent.

Facing the gazes of countless people, whether it's admiration, respect, disgust, or hatred, he treats them like floating clouds, and doesn't shake the bottom of his heart in the slightest.

He stood there quietly, but seemed to be alone in the world, and the sun, moon and stars all revolved around him.

The world seems to be blessing him.

Heaven's Pride!

This is the real pride of heaven, the pride of heaven with peerless elegance.

Zhuang Mingge watched this man silently, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't waver in the slightest in the face of such a storm, even all this was just a drama in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

He is like a god standing on the clouds, looking down on all living beings.

In Zhuang Mingge's gaze, the magic power in his body was like a sun, emitting a terrifying light, radiating in all directions, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths.

Zhuang Mingge knew that this was his own delusion, but in his feeling, the strength of the president of the student union was unfathomable. Even if he was not as good as the teacher who taught the class, he was at least superior to the students.

Zhuang Mingge scanned his surroundings, but he didn't find a single student who could compete with him.

"What a scary person."

Suddenly, Xi'an's voice sounded in Zhuang Mingge's mind, it was a recitation.

He turned his head and glanced at Sion, only to see Sion's sharp gaze directly on the student council president, "Did you feel it, Ming Ge, our future enemies are more terrifying than we imagined."

"You feel it too?" Zhuang Mingge asked back.

"How could it be possible not to feel that kind of magical power that is as hot as the sun, shining on all things in the world, and living endlessly. I can be sure that the devil who signed a contract with this guy is definitely not an ordinary thing."

Xi'an said firmly: "At least it's a high-ranking demon."

Zhuang Mingge is no longer an ordinary person who didn't know anything about the magic world at the beginning. He has already understood many things after living in Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy for so many days.

For example, magic is divided into levels, and demons are actually divided into levels.

Like the level of magic, demons are actually divided into low-level demons, middle-level demons, high-level demons, and great demons that surpass the high-level demons, as well as peerless powerhouses who stand at the apex of hell and are worshiped by all demons... the seven kings of hell .

Even ordinary people know what the Seven Kings of Hell are.

Whether it's novels, movies, TV series, or the Bible, they are super terrifying existences.

Let them sign a contract with humans?It is no less than letting the president and the beggar eat a meal in the same pot.

impossible.

Therefore, when people summon demons and obtain magic seeds, they generally summon low-level demons, and a few lucky ones will summon middle-level demons to obtain purer magic seeds.

Several famous golden magicians in history obtained the magic seeds of the median demon.

If you sacrifice some relatively rare sacrifices when summoning, such as dragon blood, angel feathers, or other items of the same level, you can attract high-ranking demons.

You don't even need to pay sacrifices such as "seven original sins" and "justice" to obtain magic seeds.

But this kind of situation is usually only staged inside the rich and powerful. How can ordinary magicians obtain such precious items and sacrifice them.

Even the wealthy family, the Crown family, would not be willing to give up such a precious thing to obtain magic seeds.

Only the true heirs of the Crown family are eligible to obtain the magic seeds of the upper demons, which are not only pure, but also powerful, with terrifying power.

No matter the size of the magic power seeds, whether it is the magic power seeds of the upper demon or the lower demon, in terms of "quantity", there is no slight difference, almost exactly the same.

But in terms of "quality", there is a world-shaking difference.

Even if the two sides are on the same starting line, the magic seeds of the lower demons are at best roller shoes, while the magic seeds of the upper demons are like limited edition Ferraris.

The longer the time, the greater the distance between the two sides.

The magic seed of the president of the student union is obviously at least the magic seed given by the upper demon. It is not only powerful, but also pure. Many students seem to be inferior for no reason in front of him, and they don't even dare to look at each other directly.

This is also the pressure brought by the magic seed.

His magic power is brilliant and fierce, shining on everything like the scorching sun, and even a few teachers can't suppress his light.

Countless people cast their eyes on him, but he dismissed it with his heart higher than the sky.

"It's not the heir of the Vincent family, what luck." Sion said sourly.

Zhuang Mingge smiled disapprovingly, and joked, "What? Are you envious?"

"One thing, that is the magic seed given by the upper demon, don't you envy?"

"I said I'm not envious at all, do you believe me?"

"I do not believe."

Zhuang Mingge curled his lips, not saying anything.

He didn't tell Xi'an, but in fact he really didn't envy him. The other party's magic power was shining brightly and fiercely, like the scorching sun constantly radiating outwards, oppressing other people who couldn't lift their heads, but Zhuang Mingge didn't feel the slightest.

In his perception, the magic seeds in his body are like an abyss, swallowing everything in the world, no matter what it is, swallowing, swallowing, although it can't be seen from the outside, it will never be worse than the opponent's.

Zhuang Mingge guessed that the reason for this might be related to his pupil of prediction.

Maybe it was all given to me by that unknown existence.

"Raphael."

At this moment, Sultan Uris, the teaching director above the high platform, spoke.

Zhuang Mingge and Xi'an were shocked immediately, cut off the conversation, and focused all their attention on the circular square.

"Yes, I'm here, Mr. Vice President." Hearing the other party calling him, Rafis opened his slightly narrowed eyes instantly, and his straight body became even more straight, like a javelin.

"Today's meeting is dedicated to the grievances between you and Warfit. As the plaintiff, you should briefly explain why such a meeting is held."

Sultan Uris said calmly.

Rafis took a deep breath and saluted several teachers on the high platform, "Master Vice President, you must have heard that the student union issued an order to disband our Half-Blood Alliance within seven days, which is not fair , It also does not conform to the regulations of the college, Mr. Vice President, the student union is abusing its power and oppressing the students of Saint Laurent Private School of Magic, I beg Mr. Vice President to withdraw from Warfit’s position as the president of the student union.”

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