The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

The "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon" with blue-yellow light wings was standing in the air like a suppressing emperor.

The pair of blue eyes exuded majesty, but there was no longer anyone in the field that needed to be intimidated.

It slowly raised its head the moment its vision was restored, looked at the blue magic ball high in the sky with violent eyes, and then slowly opened its dragon mouth!

The "Burst of Destruction" that was blocked by the "Boundless Shade" just now condenses again!

……

"BOOM!"

The sound of an explosion that seemed to collapse the entire venue resounded throughout the venue.

The "Blue-Eyes Tyrant Dragon" flew upwards, overlooking the ground from a higher place, ruling the world like a real tyrant.

Under the attack of the "Burst Blast of Destruction", the blue team's magic ball could not hide.

Fern Morse struggled to draw two new cards from the top of the deck.

But even if he found out the magic card that was enough to turn things around at this moment, he still couldn't change the settlement.

The life enchantment of the blue magic ball is broken!

……

"Beep-"

The sound of the referee's whistle felt extraordinarily hard.

He announced the winner's name loudly, but his voice was completely drowned out by the shouts of the audience outside the stadium.

In the auditorium of the circular belt, the senior students were all solemnly observing the "blue-eyed tyrant dragonling" who still maintained himself in the "state of rage". Feeling aghast.

Even Pandora Dragon was shocked at this moment.

She did see that the "Blue-Eyes Tyrant Drake" was a product of a special fusion, but she was still shocked by the violence it displayed.

Compared to Fern Morse's defeat, this "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Drake" attracted all of her attention.

She was keenly aware that she seemed to be able to learn something from it?

……

The president of the literary club beside her has already begun to urgently think about how to win the Academy Cup next year through a roundabout way without giving up sniping Dak Dimon.

However, Edwin Clarissa, the president of the Noble History Research Institute, had twinkling eyes, and seemed to be interested in Dak Dimon outside of the duties of the president.

……

Although this duel with Fern Moores was not long, it had extraordinary significance.

From this, Dak was convinced that the strength of his deck had reached a higher level, and a fifth grader like Fern Moores was no longer invincible.

Just the way Fern Morse made him feel... weird all the time.

Dak raised his hand, ready to take back the magic cards of the remaining magic elves in the field one by one.

But during this process, he suddenly raised his head and noticed that Fern Moores in the blue summoning area was showing extreme pain.

"Even if you lose, it won't be..."

Dak frowned for a while, and suddenly saw Fern Morse hugging his head with both hands, and slammed it hard on the card table.

A magic card in his hand was emitting a dark light.

A black liquid substance drilled out from the back of his head, continuously accumulating and expanding, and finally formed a blurred outline of a human body.

Then the liquid substance suddenly expanded several times, and turned into a monster four to five meters high in an instant.

The root of this monster was still connected to the back of Fern Morse's head, but its body elongated suddenly, and it rushed over like a giant snake!

Chapter 669 "Pursuit" Dak Dimon and the Brain Fluid Demon

The cheers of the audience outside the stadium continued.

The ring belt has already heard the sound of screaming.

The staff immediately activated emergency measures, resulting in two scenes inside and outside.

But Dak Dimon only whispered in a low voice, "Tyrant!"

The "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon" flapped its wings instantly, and slashed at the terrifying monster.

The two sides almost came into contact in the middle of the field, and the "blue-eyed tyrant young dragon" was still in a state of rage. Even though the violent aura could not be restrained, it retained the most basic rationality.

But the strength of that terrifying monster is not weak... It was not torn in half by the "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon" on the spot!

"Roar!"

The furious sound of "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragonling" resounded, and a deep scratch appeared on the body of the terrifying monster.

But it didn't retreat in the slightest. Instead, it resisted the violent attack of the "blue-eyed tyrant dragon" and continued to charge forward.

After almost losing half of his body, the monster managed to break through the barrier of the "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Drake", screaming and pounced on Dak Dimon—and then hit the outer barrier of the contestant's platform above.

A vague sneer appeared on the corner of Dak's mouth.

He raised his gaze slightly, looked into the monster's eyes, and savored the despair in it.

The "Blue-Eyed Tyrant Young Dragon" that came back dragged it away alive and crushed it directly!

……

After a moment.

The staff then rushed onto the stage and severely suppressed Fern Morse, who was suffering from a splitting headache.

The impromptu host immediately maintained order with a voice that could only be heard in the arena, while the staff who ran up to the red team's platform asked about his safety and took him down as well.

After all, it was the School of Magic and Guidance, and the students' ability to accept it was extremely strong, and the exclamation soon disappeared, and it was replaced by small discussions.

The audience outside the court only saw the two contestants greet each other, while promoting the good atmosphere of competition second and friendship first, while leaving the stage with a smile.

Although it is a little weird, it can be dealt with more or less.

The turmoil passed quickly, and the duel competition was still going on in an orderly manner, but the players participating in the competition were far-sighted and obviously lacked concentration.

At the same time.

Dak was invited to the waiting room, and the head of the Dueling Club, Aenea Knight, hurried over, then stopped the moment he saw him, and said calmly, "Hi, it's our first meeting, I'm Minister of the Dueling Club—Aenea Knight."

"Hello, I'm Duck Dimon from the House of Nobles." Duck didn't care that much.

He casually asked, "Where is senior Fern Morse? How is he doing?"

Aenea Knight sat down opposite him, and said with a slightly stern expression: "He has been sent to the infirmary. We deduce that he should have been parasitized by some filthy thing."

"Yeah." Duck nodded.

Aenea Knight asked, "Do you have any clue about Fern Morse?"

Dak smiled and said, "I want to have a clue too."

Aenea Knight was a little disappointed and said: "Then we can only wait until the professors' investigation results come out. I really didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at the end of November.

do you know?If we judge correctly that Fern Morse was parasitized by a monster, then there are two possibilities. "

Dak listened patiently.

Aenea Knight said: "One is that he was parasitized from the beginning of school, and the other is that he was parasitized after he entered school."

Dak: "Like we had dinner this morning, or didn't we?"

Aenea Knight shrugged: "That's the way it is."

There is no third possible alternative.

"So which possibility do you hope is better?" Dak asked.

Aenea Knight shook her head and said, "Either one is likely to be bad, because the monsters have already entered the academy. You should prepare a little bit. If the predictions are good, a major investigation may be conducted in the near future."

As she said that, she got up and said: "I heard that such things are not uncommon in wartime, but I didn't expect to encounter them in peacetime, but with the professors present, everything will be fine.

You can act as you like next, if something happens, we or the professors will use the branch card to notify you. "

"Okay." Duck also got up and said, "I still have a reservation for today."

As they spoke, the two walked out of the lounge one after the other, and then separated to both sides.

As soon as Dak went out, he took out the "door card" of the secret passage from the card bag, which had been shaking for a while.

When I clicked on the card, it was indeed a question from Pandora-senpai.

He replied "no problem", and was blocked by Diana, Rose, Doron and others.

The second-year students from the House of Nobles surrounded him chatteringly. Some asked him with concern if he was injured, and some asked out of curiosity what happened to Fern Morse.

Duck said that he was fine while showing the same confused expression.

But he really didn't know what happened to Fern Morse!

All he can think of now, the only possibility that can be traced is "fire of the underworld".

But the expression form of "fire of the underworld" was not like this, and he did not smell any trace of "fire of the underworld".

And based on Fern Morse's current state, he may have encountered something related to demons, which is somewhat similar to what happened to Robert Braheim last year.

But the vampire Vlad in Robert's body was resurrected from the secret passage, and where did the monster in Fern Morse's body come from?

At the moment when the secret passage is half-closed, the probability of another incident is actually very small.

"I'm also at a loss about this matter. My personal suggestion is to wait patiently for the professors' investigation results." Duck was a little louder, and he stabilized the students of the House of Nobles before continuing.

"In short, it's not a big deal. Just in case, try not to go to remote places alone, especially don't go out at night. I know that there are not many people who are still wandering outside after the door is closed."

While talking, someone complained: "Ha, Darke, why is your way of speaking becoming more and more professorial!"

Darke responded, "Because I was the first-year arithmetic professor."

The classmate had just said it casually, but was instantly blocked, and couldn't help laughing dryly.

The classmate next to him pushed his waist, with a narrow expression on his face.

Immediately afterwards, they gradually dispersed after walking out of the contestant passage, and finally only a few acquaintances and classmates were left by their side.