Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

Thick waterspouts shot out quickly, trying to stop the flame dragon from sinking.

It's a pity that in front of the Leviathan's song, there is no room for human's little magic power to struggle.

Seeing that the tops of the high-rise buildings in Santa Zemaría's academy collapsed, Luo Ning couldn't care less.

He grabbed the pages of Leviathan's song and dragged it along with him.

He ran up to the flustered headmistress.

"You are of earth attribute, lift up the ground and throw me on it."

"...What?!" The principal's forehead was dripping with sweat.

Everyone knows that high-level magic is difficult to dispel once it is activated.

When they were devastated, they were still discussing what to use to stop the flames from falling.

It is not the first or two times that this kind of magic competition disaster has been encountered in the academy. Experienced instructors know how to deal with it.

It's just that this disaster looks as terrifying as the doomsday.

However, no matter what, the large-scale magic launched will still hurt the caster, no matter whether the magic is out of control, especially the fire attribute magic, it will not be able to distinguish the owner when killing.

The academy obviously didn't want to lose Luo Ning, a young great magician.

"Throw it away, I have a way to turn it off." Luo Ning said hastily.

The tower was collapsing, burning bricks fell one after another, surrounded by shocking raging flames.

The headmaster bit his lip and considered for a second.

She had never even seen the magic Luo Ning used, let alone estimated its class.

If it is magic below the seventh level, there is still room for blocking it.

But no matter how you look at this magic, it seems to have surpassed the seventh level...

"Stand up!"

The principal opened another page of the magic book, and after a short chant, Luo Ning felt the ground under his feet shaking.

He bowed slightly, and his knees were also hooked up. With the help of the moment the ground was raised, Luo Ning straightened his knees and ejected.

This kind of magic is not a flying magic at all, it is at best a bouncing boost.

But the advantage is that it doesn't need a long chant, which is the best way for the current urgent form.

In addition, the song of Leviathan in Luo Ning's hand has a certain buoyancy, so he easily got close to the flame dragon that was about to fall to the ground.

This dragon is really big. Obviously, the dragon's head is almost touching the ground, but the second half of its body is still in the mid-air magic circle and hasn't fully come out.

It is hard to imagine how terrible the consequences would be if this behemoth were to fall down.

The song of Leviathan is really angry, it originally planned to burn the magician who threw a small arrow at it.

This magical accident was the first major accident that Luo Ning encountered when he came to the human territory.

Maybe Luo Ning himself didn't expect that his biggest trouble came from his own weapon.

When he touched the flame dragon, Luo Ning didn't choose to put his hand in it and rely on magic immunity to dispel the magic.

Instead, grab Leviathan's song and stuff Leviathan's song into it.

What is this called, this is called self-reliance.

It can be regarded as giving this stubborn temper a little bit of trouble.

Song of Leviathan struggled for a while, and then flipped through the pages, as if looking for a magic to extinguish the fire.

But Luo Ning didn't give it a chance anymore, taking advantage of the unpreparedness, he closed the book with a 'snap'.

The dragon disintegrated in midair.

The flames without the support of magic power are like falling snowflakes, which have disappeared before falling.

The flames were extinguished, and Luo Ning landed on the ground smoothly.

He crashed into a ball of softness and a warm embrace.

191 Nonsense literature

"My lord... mess around..."

Raphael whispered in Luo Ning's ear.

But she has no position to preach to God, she was just a little worried, so she couldn't help but say something softly.

Luo Ning smiled at her: "Not next time."

Luo Ning stroked Rafael's head lightly with his hand, and he turned and walked towards the mess on the ground.

"My lord, it was a ninth-level magic just now..."

Raphael's voice floated from the back of Luo Ning's head.

Luo Ning paused when he raised his footsteps, and almost tripped himself when his body was startled.

"..."

He turned to look at Rafael.

Rafael looked at him lightly, with only a trace of confusion on his face.

She was reminding Luo Ning of the situation.

The angel race is very sensitive to magic. Even if it has never seen magic, it can judge its class from the magic power it consumes.

Luo Ning is a novice who can't feel the magic power, at least he feels that the magic just now is only at the seventh level.

Ninth level... the peak magic that is almost inaccessible to humans.

How can he explain this? ? !

Luo Ning walked over calmly, and now he can only bite the bullet.

"It's okay, classmate."

Luo Ning helped the boy who was sitting limp on the ground up.

The boy stood all the time, until the giant beast in the air was released, he recovered from the shock of losing his soul.

After that, his limbs became weak and he fell into the sand pit.

The position where the boy was located was the center of the magic target, and the invisible force pressed out circles of ripples on the ground, which were sunken to a depth of half a meter.

Luo Ning and the principal helped the boy up together.

His body was not injured, but his mind suffered a lot.

The boy was carried away by the priest, and the headmistress patted Luo Ning on the shoulder, signaling him to follow her.

Luo Ning followed the woman with a dull head, thinking about what excuses he would use to explain.

The roof that was crushed by the flame dragon has been repaired, and with the help of several earth magicians, the damaged place will be restored soon.

Luo Ning went upstairs to the principal's office.

The headmistress sat down on her soft sofa, crossing her legs.

She pointed to the sofa next to Luo Ning, and told him:

"sit down."

Luo Ning nodded and sat down where she pointed.

Rafael followed Luo Ning naturally, her steps were very light, almost non-existent.

"Is your girlfriend not sitting?"

The headmistress let out a foul breath and asked Luo Ning.

Luo Ning looked up at the people behind him.

Rafael tilted his head and blinked at Luo Ning suspiciously.

Surely she has no idea what 'girlfriend' means.

Even when the human teenager said that just now, Rafael didn't understand.

It was only then that Luo Ning came to his senses, and took Rafael's hand to let her sit down with him.

The headmaster took out a handkerchief from his pocket and simply wiped off the sweat on his face.

She still hadn't reacted a little bit, the magic just now made her feel the crisis, but it came vigorously and disappeared quickly, and she still didn't feel real.

She took a few breaths, trying to calm down.

"Say it straight to the point."

She switches legs and crosses:

"The reason why I let you show magic is because I didn't find magic fluctuations on you at all."

"So I think, you are either hiding deep enough, or you are a bastard, the kind of bastard who has no magic power but relies on weird magic props to deceive people everywhere."

"It seems that you are the first type. I am very relieved."

The headmistress squeezed a smile at Luo Ning, and continued:

"A personal question first, can you tell me, what is the way you hide your magic power?"

"The more magic power in the magician's body, the greater the fluctuations around the body, so it is easy to be distinguished by the same kind... This characteristic is sometimes a troublesome thing."

Luo Jing listened quietly, in order to maintain his sense of mystery and settle down, he had to be cautious in every word he said now.

"Can you tell me how? I can buy it with money, or, what do you want?"

The woman's slender legs overlapped each other, and the black stockings shone with a warm color.

Although these legs were good enough, compared with the legs that Luo Ning touched this morning, they were still a lot inferior.

Unintentionally thought of something strange, Luo Ning set his eyes on Rafael beside him.

Rafael's body was wrapped in a black cloak, the cloak hung down to his ankles, and the whole leg was not exposed at all.

Facing Luo Ning's sudden direct gaze, Rafael tilted his head slightly, and blinked his eyes suspiciously.

Luo Ning felt that he had committed the mistake of deserting again, so he quickly looked away and looked at the female principal again.

"Forgive me for not being able to tell you, this is the secret of our country."

"Country?" The headmistress raised her eyebrows, and became interested in an instant:

"I heard that you are from a foreign land...can you tell me where it is?"

"No." With a kind smile on his face, Luo Ning rejected the principal's question with a smile.

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Luo Ning's refreshing smile fell into the headmaster's field of vision, and everything became impossible to deal with him.

The headmistress sighed and looked at him helplessly.

"Okay, back to the topic, what kind of magic did you use just now?"

"Fire magic." Luo Ning nodded.

"..." The principal choked for a moment.

"What about it?"

"Construct the magic of the flame dragon." Luo Ning said seriously.

headmaster:"……"

What kind of nonsense literature is this?

What Luo Ning said was what everyone saw with their own eyes, so repeating it now is undoubtedly talking nonsense.

"How many levels, this can always be said?"

"Within rank one to nine."

"...The magic in this world is only one to nine ranks."

"That's right, that's why I said, from level one to level nine." Luo Ning said with a smile.