There is an upper limit to the use of magic, and magic cannot be unlimitedly used anytime and anywhere. Even if someone was behind to help finish it off, when Zhu Chu threw down the last light purification spell, his eyesight went dark.

I can only describe it as exhausted.

The undead army is the most evil existence in the world. Only the light system can completely restrain it. If we use other methods to forcefully fight against it, it is likely to leave hidden dangers that will not be eradicated.

Hundreds of years ago, it was a few great magicians of the light system who really drove these guys out completely.

At this moment, Zhu Chu was just like them.

If before, the characters in those textbooks were just legends in their ears, then after experiencing this incident, students will probably never forget that there was a classmate who stood side by side with the Elf King and resolved a major crisis.

After this trip, Novel felt extremely distressed. For a moment, he secretly hated himself for not being a light-type person. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't be of much help to the girl.

His Majesty the Elf King's eyebrows were drooped, his blue eyes were slightly dim, and his slightly clenched hands showed that he was not calm at the moment.

Zhu Chu was a little tired. At this moment, he didn't care about how many pairs of eyes were staring at them. He leaned back and was caught smoothly.

She adjusted her posture, buried her head in His Majesty the Elf King's arms, and rubbed it with dependence: "Norwell, I'm very happy today."

In fact, if there were no fragments of Shang Li, then in this small world, no matter how hard and tired she was, she would have to carry it alone, instead of having someone hugging her and showing love to her like she does now.

Tiandao's daughter was not moved so easily. Instead, he accompanied her time and time again, slowly opening her heart.

Since then, she has taken in another person and faced the thorns and ups and downs with her.

Zhuchu was very lucky to have this encounter.

The poison of love is the most poisonous in the world, and gods often avoid it. But at this moment, she felt that it would not be a bad thing to just sink like this.

Norvell lowered his eyes, gently touched the girl's hair, and placed a kiss on her hair while the students and instructors nearby looked at her in surprise.

His voice was soft: "If you are tired, just rest and leave the rest to me."

Without the undead army, the remaining black magicians have nothing to fear. If Novel is willing, with a random thought, the gentle wind can turn into a sharp blade and take away all their lives.

But this is inevitably too cheap for them.

Novel's eyes dimmed.

After the pretense was over, Zhu Chu regained his face and suddenly felt that it was not good to hug each other in front of everyone. He followed what he said and simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

She was already very tired, but after a while her breathing gradually began to calm down, and the hand holding the young man's waist relaxed.

Novel leaned over slightly, put one hand through the crook of her leg, and held the girl firmly in his arms.

His pace even seemed smooth. He walked up to the slightly messy principal and asked calmly: "What are you going to do with these black magicians?"

The Elf King's voice was clear and clear, with a touch of joy, not to mention the actions just now, which had already broken the principal and his team's inherent understanding of the elves.
Chapter completed!