“No, it’s not.”
“She’s a liar!”
“I don’t mean that!”
“Where is Mr. Su Shi? I’m looking for Mr. Su Shi!”
Zheng Qing felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the snow, shivering in the cold wind. He roared loudly and defended himself, but the whispers of the guests in the audience, like the buzzing of a swarm of bees, drowned out his thoughts.
Roar.
"Let me, on behalf of the ordinary wizards in the Alliance, ask you a few simple questions." Ms. Pulitzer squeezed Zheng Qing's shoulder hard, like an iron vise, which made Zheng Qing gasp.
At the same time, the witch took out a wooden archway from the pearl-embedded handbag she was carrying with her other hand, with a small silver bell hanging on it.
“Real Archway!”
“It can tell the truth of what the wizard says! No one can lie in front of it!”
“Ms. Pulitzer is as rigorous as ever.”
The whispers of the guests in the audience suddenly became louder, and Zheng Qing heard their discussions clearly. The archway covered half of the small silver bell, but it could not cover the malicious and critical eyes of the audience.
"first!"
Ms. Pulitzer raised her voice slightly to suppress the whispers of the guests in the audience. At the same time, she squeezed Zheng Qing's shoulders and asked amiably:
“I would like to ask you, how did you master such a powerful magic... If I remember correctly, you are just a low-level student who has just entered school for one year. Why can you kill a senior wizard?”
“No, it wasn’t me...it was the cat.”
Zheng Qing murmured, but subconsciously glanced at the small wooden archway in mid-air. The silver bells on the archway shook violently, tinkling, and it could shake a person's stomach to pieces.
“Lies!”
"fraud!"
“Fraud in full view of the public!”
Amid the crusade, one voice was particularly clear: "...I said there was something fishy when his hunting team won the freshman championship last year, but no one believed it! Everyone believes it now!"
“Please answer the public’s expectations honestly, thank you!”
Ms. Pulitzer had to put a "loud bell" on her throat to barely suppress the noise of the guests in the audience, and at the same time asked the second question:
“Next question, why did you choose to help the demon coalition in the Black Hell battlefield, smash the defensive array of the Black Hell Castle, and kill countless brave wizards?”
“That was an accident!”
Zheng Qing roared, his voice distorted by excitement: "I didn't help the demon! I'm a wizard too! That was just an accident! An accident on the battlefield!"
On the archway, the small silver bell was shaking more and more crazily, tinkling, and a layer of clear spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the silver shell of the vibrating bell.
Ms. Pulitzer covered her mouth in shock and looked at Zheng Qing in horror: "What on earth did you say! You can't even listen to a magic item and want to commit suicide!!"
"What I said is true!"
"I did not lie!"
“That was really an accident!!”
Zheng Qing roared loudly, and bang, the small silver bell shattered in front of him and turned into shining fragments, covering the sky and falling down.
Like a vast expanse of white snow.
"fraud!"
A figure suddenly rushed to the podium, waving a bunch of dark mandala in his hand, and shouted at the young wizard on the stage: "You executioner! Murderer!!"
The wizards in charge of security rushed forward and pushed the rash person to the ground. But Zheng Qing still took a few steps back in fear.
Because he saw that the wizard who rushed to the stage, waving a black mandala, only had half of his body - neatly, along the forehead, the bridge of the nose, the philtrum, and the chin downward, like a sharp scalpel,
In a very short period of time, the wizard was cut in half - Zheng Qing could even see his trembling lungs, the scorched and curled blood vessels, and the hesitantly rolling plasma condensed in the section.
"fraud!!"
The wizard who was pressed to the ground struggled hard with his intact arm, raised his head, and stared at his one blue eye, full of resentment and anger:
“…We fought bloody battles on the front line! But we were stabbed in the back by a villain like you!! And you even brazenly claimed that you were innocent!! It’s so shameless!!”
Zheng Qing was speechless and speechless for a moment.
Because he was vaguely aware of where the other half of the wizard's body had been thrown - the slender red sky pillar he pushed down, the forbidden spell that could easily cut through the inner castle's defense circle like a hot knife cutting through butter.
If the pillar falls on an ordinary wizard, it can definitely cause such damage.
As if aware of the wavering in the boy's heart, the wizard who was pressed to the ground struggled harder and harder, and his curses became louder. Although the security wizards who suppressed him still performed their duties loyally, they all turned their heads and looked at the young wizard,
There was disgust and contempt in his eyes.
“No, I’m not, I haven’t.”
Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously and continued to retreat in fear. At the moment, it seemed that only the huge red curtain behind him could bring him a sense of security.
“Murderer!”
“Traitor to the Wizard!”
“The devil’s lackey!”
“Don’t let him escape, catch that shameless person!”
The crowd in the audience suddenly surged. One figure after another crushed the colorful morning glory, climbed onto the podium, and grabbed Zheng Qing. Those pale white arms seemed to be protruding from the abyss, densely packed, full of death and despair.
the breath.
What is even more terrifying is the owner of those arms.
Some are headless, as if their heads were bitten off by some ferocious beast, and there are still ferocious tooth marks on their necks; some have large holes in their chests, the wounds are round and smooth, and their hearts are missing; some are covered with granulation and pus
Tumors, dark curses are like centipedes, crawling rapidly between the granules and abscesses.
These are the wizards who died in the Black Hell battlefield.
Or a wizard who is worse off than alive.
Zheng Qing became more and more frightened. He struggled to break away from Ms. Pulitzer's claws and stepped back. At the same time, he kept waving his arms to deny the overwhelming accusations.
Plop!
The long curtain dragging on the ground tripped the boy. He didn't have time to get up. He put his hands on the ground and continued to retreat until he retreated into the red area behind him. When he was wrapped in the thick curtain, he seemed to feel a little warmth.
The heavy curtain wrapped the boy and blocked out the noise outside. The curses and curses seemed to be going away. Just when the boy felt a little relieved, he heard a faint gurgling sound.
Like the sound of running water, or the sound of blood pumping when the heart beats.
As the word blood passed through his mind, he suddenly smelled a hint of blood. The young wizard slowly opened his eyes wide, and the thick red curtain in front of him turned into a boundless sea of blood at some point, endless red, overwhelming.
Red, rich and colorful red.
The thick blood was like invisible hands, grabbing the boy's neck, arms, robe corners, and every part of his body, sinking to the deepest part of the sea of blood.
In the depths of the Blood Sea, the faint voices of the sirens humming "City in the Sky" could be heard once again.
This chapter has been completed!