A black vortex slowly emerged hundreds of meters away from the head of the inner castle.
Even if it is reinforced by multiple magics, the vortex still twists the space of the Black Hell World into traces of different depths and weights. The strong traces of time and space magic make the wall clock hanging in the air not far away go crazy.
Trembling, the three hands on the dial rotated randomly, and the sharp scream of the archlich Brigette could be vaguely heard.
Two huge palms slowly poked out from the whirlpool. One was skinny, almost covered in skin and flesh, while the other had completely turned into withered bones, with a few traces of bright red flesh remaining on the pale hand bones.
Huge magical energy flowed in all directions along the palms of the hands. In the sky above the enclave, several deans and big demons who were fighting stopped their attacks one after another and cautiously propped up the protective magic.
As the energy surged, the two suns in the sky were eclipsed. The wickers climbing on the ground crawled docilely. Several large demon ships quietly landed. Even a little further away, the multi-armed giant Kotos also dropped its many
head as a sign of respect.
A black pointed wizard hat must have emerged from the center of the whirlpool unhurriedly.
The tip of the hat is very soft, and there are still wrinkles on it after being folded, as if the wizard who used it put it under his arm during a lunch break, so the tip of the hat hung down weakly.
Under the brim of the hat, there is a slightly older face. The withered and yellow skin is loose and accumulated on the face. The bags under the eyes are large and there are some bloodshot eyes. He looks like he has not had enough rest. Compared with this old face, his chin is quite straight.
Smooth and clean, without a beard, it looks like it is taken care of very carefully.
The old wizard broke free from the shackles of time and space and slowly walked out of the whirlpool. He did not hold a staff in his hand, but held a black-covered Dharma book in his arms.
Although Professor Yao is only a few hundred meters away from the old wizard, with his huge body, he seems to be able to reach it with just one reach. Moreover, in front of the three eight-armed giant apes, the old wizard is like a young child.
Although short, the giant ape had no desire to attack the old wizard.
A thin line of difference is like a chasm between the sky and the sky.
"How about... let's retreat a little further and fight again?" Captain Misty tilted his head, glanced at the giant ape, and gave a very kind reminder.
The angry face of the giant ape became even more angry, while the calm face remained calm and nodded slightly.
From the beginning to the end, the old wizard seemed not to see these huge objects beside him, and refused to even pay attention to the peripheral vision. He first raised his head and looked at the black sphere hanging under the sun, directly above the stone mountain.
Inside, there are two legendary beings who are fighting.
The black sphere remained unmoved and hung steadily there.
The old wizard looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and turned to the figures standing at the top of the inner castle. Vice Principal Ruoyu looked at him expressionlessly, while the old wizard showed a kind smile on his face.
Then his eyes stayed on the witch, the little witch and the black cat for a moment each, and finally fell on the young wizard standing next to the old man Ruoyu.
"Kid," the old wizard looked at Zheng Qing with a smile, and raised the hand bones that were up to the wrist, as if he wanted to express his goodwill: "Long time no see... your shot really hurts, my hand was hurt by you last time
Mr. Jia is broken and has not yet fully recovered. This time, he was cut off by you with one shot... It is really bad luck and ill-fated fate."
"When we first met, I didn't introduce myself, which was a little rude...I am the executive chairman of the Dark Council. Everyone calls me 'Six Fingers',"
As he said that, he shook the hand bone again, his attitude becoming more friendly: "When we last met, my proposal is still valid. Wealth, power, knowledge... everything in the Dark Council will be your help. Your family
My husband is too old and his thoughts are inevitably conservative. Believe me, he doesn't mind if you leave school and develop freely."
Zheng Qing pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and ignored the old wizard opposite.
Last year's winter hunt left a very deep impression on the young public-funded students, second only to the few experiences such as being stranded in the White Land after self-destruction, meeting Su Shijun for the first time, and following the black cat around during the school hunting competition.
Jiang Yu stood behind the boy and tugged on his robe worriedly. The black cat also turned around and glanced at the boy.
Old Ruoyu's arm holding the silver wolf-head crutch was as steady as ever, but his eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn his head to look at the young wizard, but in the end, the old man did not look back.
The Speaker of the Dark Parliament was keenly aware of this.
"Tsk, tsk," the old wizard squinted and glanced at the old man Ruoyu, his tone was a little strange: "It seems... you don't seem to know who his husband is?"
"I was a little unsure at first." Old Man Ruoyu replied seriously.
The implication is that he already knows it now.
The Dark Speaker could not hide his disappointed expression.
"What a pity," he sighed, touched the Dharma book in his hand, and seemed to want to open it, but his fingers stopped behind the cover, and then looked up at the black cat: "Well, I just realized it... The First University is in Ordinary
Being the first to use forbidden spells on a fierce battlefield, this violates the "Wizard Code" established by the alliance, and it feels a bit inconsistent with the rules."
"Please don't deny it. Didn't the black cat next to you just admit that it is a consultant to the 'relevant departments'?"
Old Ruoyu drooped his eyelids and glanced at the black cat and Zheng Qing from the corner of his eye.
Then he raised his eyelids and glanced at the Speaker of the Dark Parliament.
"Why deny it," the old man replied calmly: "The forbidden curse is kept in the First University. Naturally, the First University has the final say whether to use the forbidden curse and how to use it."
Zheng Qing quietly clenched his fists and applauded the old man's tough answer from the bottom of his heart.
The Speaker of the Dark Parliament sighed deeply and looked at Zheng Qing again.
"So, we must also master that power." His voice was very soft, but his emotional words were clearly passed into Zheng Qing's ears: "Forces without the support of the forbidden curse are either puppets or vassals...such as
The Moon Council, known as one of the three major forces in the alliance, has now been tamed like a lapdog by the school."
"I am a dog, but everyone else looks like a dog." Old Ruoyu continued to answer in his characteristic cold tone.
Zheng Qing quietly glanced at the skinny little old man next to him, and for the first time felt that his old-fashioned appearance contained a lively and interesting soul.
The Speaker of the Dark Parliament shook his head and opened the law book in his hand.
"Wait a minute," the old man Ruoyu suddenly raised his hand to stop the magic power fluctuations that started to ripple in the air: "Let's go to other places... The rabbits entered the garden and chewed up the fences and flowers. Just plant them again, but
Even the seeds in the garden are spoiled, that’s a bit much.”
"The seeds belong to the owner of the garden, we gardeners have no say."
"You're an old rabbit, and you can't even make the decision."
