High School of Wicked Magic

Although Xion easily said that we should fight back, how to fight back is still open to discussion, and three hours finally passed.

All the mixed-race children in the first grade gathered here, on the steps in front of the teaching building.

Then, a group of men in student union uniforms appeared in the distance.

Zhuang Minge looked up and found that the leading man was the familiar traitor... Sith.

Perhaps the betrayer is not suitable for use on the other party, probably from the very beginning the other party did not consider himself a member of the Tongmenghui, but instead regarded himself as a member of the student union, and disintegrated the Tongmenghui in an infernal way.

Since there was never any agreement, naturally there was no betrayal.

"Sith!!!"

It's a pity that others seemed to recognize the Sith's mutiny, and when he appeared, some half-breeds who had a deep attachment to the League uttered angry roars.

Some radicals rushed out of the crowd, like avengers, charging towards Sith with a fearless attitude.

This made Zhuang Mingge resonate the touching scenes in the movie where he left for his companions and left behind alone. If it is accompanied by a piece of passionate music, the effect will be better.

"Sith, die for me."

"You are the only one who can never be forgiven!"

"Kill you, kill you!"

It seems that this guy really attracts hatred, Zhuang Mingge looked around and found that the eyes of all the half-races were full of contempt, anger, hatred, disdain and other negative attitudes.

Boom!

Then several rays of light shot straight out from Sith's back, and the sudden light, like a cannonball, drew a straight trajectory in the air, causing terrifying ripples in circles, and one could even faintly smell the air being scorched. .

bang bang bang...

Several rays of light hit the men rushing out to take revenge almost at the same time, and successfully knocked them out, as if being hit head-on by a forklift, human frail bodies couldn't resist such an impact.

If it weren't for a few people who saw that the situation was wrong and blessed themselves with a defensive magic, they would probably have broken all the bones in the whole body, even if the body was pierced through a hole, it would not be a strange thing.

"How dare you attack the student union? Do you want to rebel?" A blond man walked out beside Sith, with a haughty smile on his face. Wearing an iron ring, he was dressed like a hooligan who came out of nowhere.

"The character is poor, the shots are vicious, and the dress is unsightly, thirty." Noah muttered something in a low voice.

Several men who were knocked into the air fell to the ground. They seemed to have been severely injured and their faces were pale. A thin man also spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the ground red.

"Grab it!" the blond man with earrings waved.

A group of well-dressed student union members came out from behind and grabbed the man lying on the ground with a grin.

"Go!"

Xion's voice suddenly came from Zhuang Mingge's ear, and he turned his head to look. He seemed to be ready, and Zhuang Mingge could even feel the magic power in the opponent's body rioting.

"If you don't make a move, it will be too late, which is not good for our counterattack!"

Hearing Xi'an's urging, Zhuang Mingge didn't hesitate any more, and quickly completed his magic. As soon as he made a move, there were icicles all over the sky. The technique of continuous copying is really very useful. The icicles all over the sky fell like a storm, sharp The icicle exuded a bitter chill, and fell on the only way for members of the executive department of the student union, blocking their progress.

The ground even formed a thin layer of ice for this reason, and the problem of the air quickly dropped to an unbearable level, and even the breathed gas turned into white smoke.

At the same time, Sion also completed his own magic.

That is a level of magic higher than the ice pick.

Summoning magic. Bloodthirsty vine summons

Strips of blood-colored vines suddenly shattered from the ground, quickly grabbed the ankles of these people, and flung them fiercely towards the sky.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

If it wasn't for Sion's mercy, the bloodthirsty vine would pierce their skin, suck their blood dry, and turn them into nourishment for the bloodthirsty vine to strengthen itself.

"Yes, who is it?" The blond earring man let out a huge roar, he scanned the crowd with sharp eyes, and soon noticed Zhuang Mingge and Xi'an who stood out from the crowd.

"Is that you?"

He said so, but he had no intention of asking for confirmation or waiting for Zhuang Mingge's answer. Six light clusters of green, red, white, purple, green, and yellow were lit up all over his body, spinning around him.

"Idol, be careful, this is elemental magic. Hexagram elemental cannon."

The six beams of light revolving around the man with the blond earrings became more and more prosperous, forming a huge magic circle faintly, and beams of light like cannonballs shot out from above the magic circle, shooting towards Zhuang Mingge and Xi'an overwhelmingly.

Zhuang Mingge knows that this magic needs to arouse six different resonances, forming a cycle, which can release elemental bullets with great power like cannonballs.

As long as the magic power is not exhausted, it can be released without limit.

Even among low-level magic, this is excellent magic.

"Get out of the way!" Zhuang Mingge yelled, all the cannonballs in his field of vision were shot over, shining with six kinds of light, falling mistyly towards his position like raindrops.

Countless mixed-race children who were afraid of harming Chi Yu quickly retreated as early as the first time, giving way to a wide road.

Zhuang Minge glanced around and estimated that there were at least hundreds of such elemental shells.

"Hahahaha...Go to hell, go to hell!" The blond earring man laughed wildly.

Elemental lower magic. Howling storm

After Zhuang Mingge finished reciting the mantra, he took a deep breath, and the air with a radius of hundreds of meters was sucked into his stomach almost instantly, just like a Kunpeng sucking water, the air was swallowed by Zhuang Mingge without any resistance.

Then roared out.

After intense compression, compression, compression, a huge storm spurted out from Zhuang Mingge's mouth.

The storm was like a long and thick small tornado, which exploded all the elemental shells in the sky almost immediately. The rumbling noise was endless, echoing in the void, and the invisible air waves disappeared almost instantly. Sweeping the world, many people could not stand still and were blown out.

Some fish that slipped through the net shot straight at Zhuang Mingge, and before they landed, they were all blown away by Aoi Futaba on one side.

With the concerted efforts of Zhuang Mingge and Kui Shuangye, they finally stopped the opponent's attack.

Zhuang Mingge exploded these elemental shells, and Sion on the other side was not idle either. The magic he was proficient in was curse magic, and he had in-depth research in this area. Taking advantage of the other party's attention focused on Zhuang Mingge, he completed it easily. own magic.

curse magic

"I curse your limbs are weak, your mind is unclear, I curse your insanity, your magic power is rampant, I curse your top-heavy, diarrhea, I curse you, your whole body is convulsed, your whole body twitches, I curse you, I curse you!"

Cold words spit out from Xi'an's charming lips, and a faint mocking smile appeared on his beautiful face.

With a muffled sound, the six rays of light around the man with the blond earrings instantly collapsed. He suddenly staggered back a few steps, and lay on the ground with a plop, his limbs twitching, foaming from the corners of his mouth, and there was a crackling sound in his stomach. Noisy, a stench came from the anus.

Even though they were also members of the student union, many people backed away immediately, and even Sith had to move a few steps away to distance himself from the blond earring man.

Curse magic is a very strange and peculiar kind among all magic.

It can curse too many things, and the magicians who study in depth are some independent guys.

In Zhuang Mingge's perception, magicians who study curse magic should be cold and have a bad personality. Even if they get close, all kinds of bad things will happen. It is necessary to keep a distance from such people.

But Sion completely broke Zhuang Mingge's understanding of curse magic.

The most famous of the curse magic is the pharaoh's curse.

Anyone who disturbed the pharaoh's sleep would die. Even in the world of ordinary people, it was a disgraceful existence, and even frightened many greedy tomb robbers.

Being able to play such a terrible role even after the pharaoh died for hundreds of years, the mystery of curse magic can be seen.

The Curse of Words that Sion used just now is not a terrible curse magic. Although it is very convenient, its power is mediocre. The biggest advantage of the Curse of Words is that it can make life worse than death. The biggest disadvantage is that it cannot kill people.

In other words, just like Xion said just now that I curse you and die unexpectedly, it probably won't have any effect.

However, the Curse of Words was originally a magic developed to torture people, and even Xion couldn't do it in such a situation.

After the blond-haired earring man fell to the ground, the mixed-race crowd at the scene boiled up, and they were about to surround him and beat Sith half to death. Xion took the first step to prevent this from happening.

"Why stop us, Sion."

"That guy is a traitor and must be punished."

"Only him, only he can't be forgiven!"

Even in the face of all kinds of accusations, Sion did not back down, and stood firmly in front of this group of people, preventing them from moving forward.

Zhuang Minge naturally stood with Xi'an, and he clearly saw that Sith didn't have any fear, as if the crowd in front of him that might turn into angry beasts at any time were just clouds in his eyes.

Not only is there no fear on the expression, but the eyes are also very calm, and the body stands upright without a trace of trembling.

It's not like the performance a traitor should have at all.