People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"Gan, come again?"

Although I didn't hear clearly what the man was muttering there, but looking at this, I knew that he was going to attack again, and the target was himself.

However, normally speaking, the distance between Reinhardt and the man was beyond the attack range of the Epileptic Fire Prayer, and he had enough time to escape while he was gathering momentum.

But the strange thing is that this time it turned out to be instant.

Before Reinhard could react, a three-fingered blazing prayer mark appeared in front of the man, and a yellow beam of light shot out from it and cut through the air as if breaking the sound barrier and came to him in an instant.

It's empty-headed epilepsy.

He recognized it immediately.

However, how could an ordinary middle-aged man pray so much to the epileptic fire, and how could he even scratch the epileptic fire!

This can only be used by those who are slightly smarter than Dianhuo. Even in Dianhuo Village, no one can use this level of prayer.

There is definitely a problem here!

But now he didn't have time to think about these nonsense.

boom--

With a sudden forceful kick, the bluestone bricks under his feet were instantly shattered. Reinhardt's figure disappeared, and the epileptic fire beam that came towards him was also thrown away.

Swah——

Swah——

Swah——

Like a hound, Reinhard kept moving around on the street, taking out a short cane from his arms and waving it a few times.

Pyroxene Swift Demon Gravel!

The tiny pyroxene inlaid at the top glowed faintly, and at the same time, the azure mark of the Magic Academy emerged.

shhhhh--

Several orange magic stones shot out from it, like meteors dragging their slender tails, hitting the man's body one after another.

But unfortunately, this attack only caused the man to take a few steps back and did not cause any substantial damage.

Only a little bit of the flame attribute in the magic gravel burned part of the man's clothes, revealing a scorched black mark.

"damn it!"

Reinhard couldn't help but curse secretly.

Even though the magic power contained in his body now is almost several times that of the original, the pyroxene staff used as a medium is too low-level and is only used by apprentices.

Using pyroxene magic can't exert its power at all, even if you want to fly bricks with great force, you can't do it.

"In this case...."

He looked down at the wand in his hand, squeezed it hard, and then disappeared again.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the man, with the pyroxene staff in his hand raised high.

"Then I'll crush you to death!"

The short cane swung down like a hammer, and the pyroxene at the top hit the man's neck hard, making a bone-breaking sound.

thump—

The man was knocked to the ground in a strange posture.

Duo!With a loud sound, his skull hit the bluestone floor tiles, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the floor tiles.

At the same time, the yellow fire in the man's eyes gradually faded away, revealing the yellow and rotten eyeballs like embers.

"Sure enough, Master Fa who doesn't know how to fight in close combat is not a good warrior."

He looked down at the pyroxene staff in his hand, and then at the man lying on the ground.

It has to be said that although the pyroxene staff used only by apprentices is very low-grade, its quality is pretty good and it didn't break even when I hit people with such great force.

However, as this guy fell and the epileptic fire on the ground gradually extinguished, the power in his body also began to disappear, just like a deflated ball, and he returned to his weak appearance again.

"Oh, this is a one-time experience card..."

Reinhard shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to call the garrison soldiers, he was suddenly grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

When he lowered his head, he saw that the palms as dry as tree bark were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes.

The man was not dead yet. His head was drooped, blood was spitting from his mouth, and he was talking intermittently. He looked particularly terrifying.

"Oh..."

"...The king of epilepsy...returns..."

The man spoke meaningless words, and a vague smile appeared on his weathered face, with a hint of flattery.

But after saying these words, the man let go of his clothes and collapsed on the ground completely lifeless.

Seeing this, Reinhard couldn't help but frown.

It's not because of the King of Epilepsy in the other person's mouth, but because of the smile on this man's face. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't remember it for a while.

As for the king of madness, he also knew that he was referring to Vic, the winner in life who was a member of the Round Table Hall and had the reputation of being a dragon knight.

That guy, like Bernal, is the quasi-king closest to the King of Elden.

"But then again, this is really miserable..."

Reinhard raised his head and looked around, feeling a little emotional when he looked at the destroyed streets around him. He seemed to understand why the junction in his memory had become so miserable.

Is it because of the Shattered War, the struggle between demigods?

No.

Demigods are not fools or lunatics. They also need the support of the people, so how can they destroy people's livelihood.

Now, just one epilepsy patient has made this street look like this, so what if there are more epilepsy patients?

You know, war is the most likely breeding ground for despair, and despair is the sacrifice that summons epilepsy.

What's more, during the Broken War, not only epilepsy was ushered in, but also dementia caused by the broken magic circle.

10. An olive branch from Haimo Classroom

The so-called dementia is the sequelae of the golden tree stopping its blessings.

This symptom is nothing to demigods and a very small number of people, but to others who rely on the blessings of the golden tree, it is tantamount to a terminal illness.

He almost couldn't survive but could not survive, and finally fell into madness.

The only thing that can be done is to wait until the faded ones come to plunder.

Therefore, when the Faded Ones return, it would be strange if the junction area doesn't look like ruins.

However, there is a serious problem beyond this.

What the hell is going on with this man?

Why can even prayers such as crossing the sky and epilepsy be used?

When Reinhard was trying to think about the reason for all this, the figure at the top of the clock tower in the distance muttered words that were incomprehensible.

"...It's not the time yet, it's not the time yet..."

The large black robe made it difficult to see his face clearly, and one could only vaguely hear the echo left in the air.

"The king of epileptic fire that we have been waiting for!

Burn and destroy the golden tree——

Invade and melt everything that separates you and me!

Oh, may chaos fill the world! "

...

Soon after, the soldiers responsible for patrolling came over, but among them was a magician wearing a hood.

"People from Haimo Classroom? Why are they here?"

Reinhardt frowned, feeling that something was fishy and not as simple as it seemed.

But it would be right if you think about it differently.

After all, there was an epileptic patient, and it was normal for the people in Haimo Classroom who were responsible for settling the disputes to come.

The only problem now is the dead middle-aged man at his feet, and the problem is not as big as usual.

Soon, the law enforcers from Haimo Classroom arrived with soldiers, and Reinhardt took a few steps back to make room for them.

"You did this?"

The leading magician looked at the corpse lying on the ground, then raised his head and looked at Reinhardt. A slightly dull voice sounded from under the azure stone sheath.

Reinhardt did not hide this, nodded and said: "Yes."

"very good."

I don't know why I praised him like this, but immediately turned around and looked at him up and down through the hood.

This kind of gaze feels very annoying, just like looking at a commodity.

"Um...."

The magician pondered for a moment and asked again: "You should be the magic apprentice taking the test this year, right?"

"Correct."

"Very good. You are very adaptable. I wonder if you are interested in joining our Haimo Classroom?"

"what?"

The sudden olive branch made Reinhard a little confused, and he asked tentatively: "...Do I have the right to refuse?"

"No."

The other party's answer was very decisive, which also made him freeze on the spot.