"When a person is awakened from sleep, he will have palpitations, shortness of breath, and irritability."
"A world that is awakened from its sleep will also lose its temper."
Professor Yao stood on the observation deck on the top of a tower in the main castle. He raised his head and watched the millions of sky lanterns blooming like fireworks in the air, scattering pieces of bright light. He bit his pipe and took a deep breath:
"Ugh... those prisoners who imitate moths and come to the flames should be considered a little tempered by this world."
After saying that, he exhaled heavily, and the thick smoke blurred his vision and his face.
"Them?" Hilda stood not far from the professor. When she heard the words, she sneered: "You also said that they are prisoners... How can prisoners represent the world? Prisoners lose their temper, but they just shake the shackles on their hands and make noise.
Scream, grab the earth with your head. The world loses its temper, the sky shakes with thunder, the earth dragon turns over, and the mountains collapse. The two are absolutely incompatible."
Professor Yao tilted his head and stared at the young teaching assistant for a long time.
Hilda felt uncomfortable all over as she watched.
"Fur..."
The dean of Jiuyou Academy took another heavy drag on his pipe, exhaled a cloud of thick smoke, shook his head, and commented: "Sometimes I really think that your registered wizard qualification certificate is a flower.
You bought it with money, and the teacher who monitored your divination results must have been fed a confusing agent... Is it difficult for those prisoners who are going crazy when the world is falling apart?"
Before he finished speaking, a dull thunder suddenly sounded in the distance, in the darkness.
Not long after, violent tremors were transmitted by the thick strata and fell on the foundation of the Black Hell Castle.
Buzzing.
The thick defense layer of the castle flickered slightly, and the powerful force was relieved, but there was still a slight tremor, which made the wizards standing behind the tower and the parapet feel numb in their hands and feet.
Hilda suddenly looked back, following the direction from which the tremor came, and looked into the deep darkness. In the darkness that was originally as dense as ink, as if it could not be resolved, streaks of red were faintly lit up, winding on the dry land.
They twist, flow, and connect with each other, exuding a frightening hot breath.
Professor Yao took the pipe from his mouth and knocked it on the city wall to knock off the white ash accumulated in the pipe.
"did you see?"
He pinched a small cluster of apricot-red tobacco and stuffed it into the smoking pot. Then he took out a match from nowhere, struck it on the wall, and blocked the small jumping flame behind the mouth of the smoking pot.
Then he continued calmly:
"...This is what I said, a little temper after the world was awakened."
Hilda swallowed hard, looked at the increasingly clear patterns outlined outside, and asked dryly: "Did those prisoners do this?"
"Behemoth," Professor Yao chewed on his pipe and watched the burning red spots in the pot flash and dim, sighing with satisfaction: "One of the few big demons in the dark prison. In order to catch
He, the school has put a lot of effort into it...it seems like he is really a little impatient to stay here."
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Thousands of sky lanterns are scattered in the sky, casting endless light, illuminating the Black Prison Castle and hundreds of miles around as brightly as daylight.
This is the home ground that the wizards of First University have carved out for themselves.
Whether it is the school's great wizard, the hunting team recruited from the New World, or the reinforcements from the Parliament under the Moon, the wizards guarding the Black Hell Castle are better at fighting in the light than in the darkness.
On the contrary, after staying in an environment where you can't see your fingers for a long time, the light is like poison to the prisoners in the dark prison. Every ray of light is like a spear with a blood groove. After piercing their bodies, they will become a mob and die.
The little courage I had gathered leaked out little by little.
The Black Barrier.
The nine great wizards were arranged in an orderly manner, silently and quietly sitting in front of the bases they were guarding, revealing their true identities.
Some hold a treasure vase in their hands and sit cross-legged on a lotus platform; some hold a Ziwu Jue, carry a long sword on their backs, and sit cross-legged on a futon;
There are also non-human forms, such as giant apes, green snakes, and scorpions, each holding their breath, concentrating their energy, and preparing for attack.
There is also the true form of the object, like a pagoda, with legs, arms, and a hat on its head, which looks like the cornices on the top of the tower; there is a huge coffin dragged by four horses, standing on a cart, and the coffin lid
Before he got up, he was tightly bound by iron chains as thick as his forearms; there were gorgeous dresses floating in the air, and no one could be seen, but his shoes, hats, and jewelry were all intact, and he was wearing them in an empty space, which was daunting.
The light falling in mid-air fell on the great wizards, adding a bit more majesty, casting huge shadows ranging from tens to hundreds of feet behind them, covering the entire Black Hell Castle.
This pressure from the momentum, from the inside out, shocked all the prisoners who approached the Black Prison Castle. For a while, they only dared to patrol outside the shroud of light.
This is not in the interests of those big monsters.
They gathered the prisoners scattered everywhere in the Black Prison and drove them to the Black Prison Castle, not to let them visit and pay homage to the true form of the great wizards.
Click! Click! Click!
Hiss...squeak...hiss!!
From the depths of the darkness, there were several piercing whistles, which seemed to be urging and communicating with each other. The prisoners who were originally wandering outside the sky lantern retreated like a tide after hearing the piercing whistles.
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After a while, the ground began to tremble.
A figure as tall as a mountain slowly walked out of the darkness. His shoulders seemed to be carrying the sky. Every step he took made the ground buzz and rocks danced wildly.
“Zheng!!!”
The great wizard holding the piano was right in front of the huge black shadow. Seeing him approaching, he flicked his fingers on the strings, and a crisp sound resounded in all directions, interrupting the heavy steps on the other side and knocking him down.
Countless stones were shaken by the steps.
"Behemoth,"
The voice of the Great Wizard of Fuqin was as clear and bright as a ring: "You are about to cross the line."
There was silence all around.
The huge figure opposite was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised its head, and two extremely deep scarlet lights lit up in the darkness, like two spears, piercing the darkness.
"Ding! Ding!"
Two piano sounds sounded, eliminating the power of those two glances.
The inner castle of the Black Prison Castle opened its patio and released another round of sky lanterns.
A stream of tiny light spots that were slightly sparser than before soared into the sky. In an instant, they covered a distance of hundreds of miles and appeared above Behemoth's head. They immediately dispersed and spread out, rising in the wind, turning into hundreds of tall lights.
The gigantic sky lantern illuminated the location of the huge figure.
This chapter has been completed!