The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

The slightly red face turned pale, and the bad premonition that had not dissipated with the canon was like a sledgehammer, hammering her heart.

Without any hesitation——

"Moon Campbell, run away!"

"Huh?"

Moon was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, not caring about his shameful naked appearance at the moment, and began to run away quickly.

Anyway, he had been seen naked, so why care about these?

Life is important!

"Woo woo woo woo..."

Just as Muen turned around, the crying sound from the canon became more and more sad, like a gloomy wind blowing continuously, which was creepy.

Gurgle gurgle...

Moon felt the dead flesh and blood under his feet began to wriggle again.

Like a colony of ants smelling honey, they rushed madly into the already broken canon.

The crying in the canon stopped temporarily, and the sound of eating flesh and blood happily came out.

"Could it be..."

Looking at the horrifying scene in front of her, Wei'er's brain was clearer than ever before.

She suddenly found where the wrong thing she had been feeling before appeared.

The monster before...appeared too logically.

Using beautiful hostages to attract hatred, being besieged, being defeated by the blackening, becoming this monster, and being besieged again.

Everything was so smooth.

But the development of the situation was far from what they had initially requested, that Muen Campbell appear.

It seemed that the purpose of those evil believers was not for Muen Campbell at all.

But...being besieged.

Besieged by countless magic.

So as to obtain...a lot of magic power!

And now, it succeeded.

So, as a lot of flesh and blood filled with magic power was swallowed by the scriptures, the heavy scriptures floated up, and the pages slowly opened, like an open door.

Then, from the deep and dark pages, there came a faint sound of footsteps.

Something...is coming out!

"Stop being in a daze, attack with magic, quickly!"

Weier anxiously ordered the dazed people. Even if the flesh and blood were not afraid of magic attacks, the canon itself was definitely not the case.

Otherwise, it would not have dodged just now!

It must be destroyed before the things inside come out!

So, hundreds of gorgeous magics were activated at the same time, and even Weier chanted her strongest magic, attacking the canon frantically.

But it was too late.

Perhaps, when the magic power contained in the flesh and blood reached a certain critical point, it was already too late.

A hand stretched out from the canon in advance.

A slender, white hand.

That hand, with five fingers spread out, aimed at the various magic torrents surging over.

A light squeeze.

A sharp sound like cloth being torn sounded, and the cold wind whistling between the sky and the earth suddenly stopped.

It was as if the space was stagnant in front of this seemingly weak palm.

The gorgeous magic torrent was squeezed together by the invisible great force, shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again.

Finally, like a child's favorite sugar pill, it was thrown into the darkness of the pages of the canon.

Gulp.

Swallowing sound.

So satisfied.

24. Saint

"It's over——"

In that terrifying magic torrent, it was casually kneaded into a sugar pill by that hand, and then swallowed by the existence in the canon, Wei'er's mind had only these two words.

She seemed to have made another wrong decision?

What should I do?

I must find a way to make up for it, otherwise...

"You've done well enough, Wei'er."

At this time, a familiar cold voice sounded behind him.

Wei'er paused, shrank her neck and turned her head, like a child who had done something wrong, with slightly red eyes.

"President, I seem to have messed things up again."

"It has nothing to do with you."

With a trace of blood on her uniform and messy hair, Cecilia touched Wei'er's head and said softly:

"Facing an enemy beyond understanding, no matter who comes, it will become like this. It is better to say that so far, no students have died in this turmoil, and they have already..."

Cecilia glanced at Ariel, who was wrapped like a dumpling next to her, and paused: "It has been done very well. The next thing is not our business."

Cecilia raised her head and looked around. She grasped the current situation in an instant, but when she saw the naked man running wildly in the wind, a certain Campbell family's unicorn, and also her fiancé Mu Moumou, as calm as she was, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

But she quickly adjusted and gave orders to all the students around her.

"The door of the underground bunker of the academy has been opened. Everyone, retreat immediately and hide underground!"

She did not use any amplifying magic device, but her clear but unquestionable voice reached the ears of all students at the same time.

It made those students who were also frightened by the current scene calm down quickly.

With the help of the student union elites, the students quickly organized an orderly retreat.

But.

"Too slow."

A sigh came from the air.

The old man, who was still energetic and holding a cane, appeared beside Cecilia.

Professor Plan looked at the scriptures floating in the air.

The hand had been stretched back, but that did not mean the enemy's retreat. On the contrary, it meant that the enemy's next step was to come completely.

"Who will come from us?"

Another voice sounded.

Professor Grant was standing here at some point.

Behind him, on the other side of the ripples in space, there seemed to be more than a dozen old eyes looking towards this side.

"I'll do it." Professor Plann sighed.

"you?"

Professor Grant raised his eyebrows and whistled:

"A person of seventy or eighty years of age wouldn't have suddenly ducked in the middle of the fight."

"if not?"

Professor Plann glanced at Grant coldly and said angrily:

"Should I let you, a guy who hasn't fought in more than ten years, come on, or should I let the guys behind me who have half their feet in the coffin come on??"

"Well, that's right. Among us old guys, you, the old guy who teaches magic, is the best at fighting."

Professor Grant shrugged:

"Then it's up to me to help the students transfer. You can go ahead with peace of mind."

"Don't tell me that I won't be able to come back once I leave."

Professor Plann stretched out his hand to grab at the ripples in the space, and held out a majestic wave...

The cute little pink star magic wand appeared in his hand.

Holding the pink star wand in his hand, Professor Plan could not help but twitch the corners of his eyes and sighed:

"I've used it so many times, but the feeling you get every time you use it... is still amazing."

…

…

"Uuuuuu——"

The mournful wail sounded again.

In the dark pages of the scripture, the vague footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Then, the soft gauze skirt swayed, and a white jade foot stepped out from the darkness.

In an instant.

The hymn plays.

It was like the sound of a pure gold trumpet, sounding behind the curtain of the sky.

The ethereal holy songs, mixed with the mournful cries, echoed in this lonely world.

Anyone who hears the cries can't help but feel the heart-rending grief, but if you listen to the hymn quietly, you will sincerely experience the joy and happiness of dedicating everything you have to the great existence.

Countless white feathers came from nowhere and scattered in all directions with the wind.

Like the flower petals spread by the flower girl at a wedding.

The beautiful figure wearing a complicated white dress finally walked out of the scriptures and landed here.

Her expression was sad, as if she was pitying the suffering people of the world.

Behind her, the white wings stretched out, and the endless light bloomed, far brighter than the spotlights gathered here.

And above her head, the crown engraved with stars, sun and moon was flowing, exuding a suffocating and terrifying aura.

The coronation level, the one who wears the crown!

Holy Maiden of Purity!

…

…

"Damn it, that brainless God of Love actually has a coronation-level believer?"

In the Well of Silver, the pink bear watched this scene from a distance, especially the majestic crown on the head of the holy daughter. For a moment, he was so shocked that the bear couldn't close his mouth. .

Only by breaking through the limits of human beings, stepping into the realm above the fifth level, and gaining recognition from this world, will you be awarded the [Title] and [Crown], become a coronation-level powerhouse, and be respected by the world as the [Crown Wearer].

Compared with ordinary people, those who wear the crown can be said to have experienced a qualitative change in the level of life, so they are also called near gods by some scholars.

Although it is impossible to really hold the supreme authority like a god, every person who wears a crown represents the top power of mankind.

But now, a crowned person has come to the academy as the corrupt believer of Cupid.

This was indeed beyond Pink Bear's expectation.