Chinese people used to like to stick to their door gods.
Is there a possibility that the once goalkeeper was the real goalkeeper?
A strange demon that is about half a man tall and looks a bit like a little devil is imprisoned directly at the gate of the Academy of Elements. No one really thinks of it as a little devil, right?
Who would enshrine a little devil at the door of their house like a treasure?
Mark bets 50 light points!
That thing is at least on the level of Balrog.
Otherwise, the students of the School of Elements can be shameless, but the instructors are still shameless?
If this is the case, the college should just close its doors.
The School of Elements is pretending to be like this, but what about the equally famous Mystery School?
Mark listened carefully, and the roar of the 'Balrog' at the door of the Elements Academy still echoed in this other world. This means that some of the restrictions on the Mistry School in reality are also valid in the other world.
He didn't know what operations or spells were needed to trigger the door god of the mysterious academy.
It is enough for him to have 20-sided dice.
Throw it gently, and the dice, like a small pineapple, spins on the ground.
【13】Point!
Not too high, not too low, just effective.
On the foggy college gate, the oil paints covered with vines and stains seemed to have turned into some kind of magical living thing. They began to twist and turn. The vines on it withered in the blink of an eye, and turned into finger-sized objects.
Broken branches fell off.
The mist surrounding the door dissipated on the spot under the mysterious blue light whizzing out from the cracks in the door wall.
The surrounding scenery changed immediately, and it felt like a master of oil painting was coloring his own sketch.
The quiet and terrifying corridors, the dilapidated and depressed departments, the doors stained with black and faded blood, the dry grass roots emerging from the gaps between the walls and floor tiles...
Within a radius of two hundred meters with the gate as the center, everything becomes what it looks like in the real world.
The oil paintings of the founder and current dean of the college were originally hung on both ends of the gate.
Now, the person in the painting seems to have come alive.
With a mysterious energy as thick as blue fluorescent agent, two strong men in robes stepped out of the frame.
Obviously before Mark came in today, he had seen the portrait of the founder, but suddenly he found that he had forgotten the other person's appearance. Even at this moment, looking at the shadow that stepped out of the sky, he could only tell that it was a man wearing a circlet.
A man in a felt hat, wearing a special round lens on his right eye, holding a cane inlaid with a large ruby in his left hand, and wearing a black dress with a cape.
That's all, Mark couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
In contrast, he could see clearly that the current dean was an elderly lady.
She was wearing a black velvet dress with a fantastic white lace high collar lining, her silver hair was tied back, and a small embroidered white umbrella was suspended above her head, spinning constantly.
Her wrinkled face seemed to relax at this moment.
Looking around, these two powerful beings with slightly translucent figures looked at each other and smiled.
"Oh! A little accident."
The current dean bowed slightly to the Patriarch: "Then I won't bother you, Your Excellency, the honorary dean."
"Um."
After the words fell, the figure of the Patriarch disappeared on the spot, leaving only the current dean.
The old woman glanced at Mark, who bowed on the spot.
This is the respect due to the strong, even if the other person is probably just a clone.
The old woman seemed to want to imprint this handsome figure in her eyes, and then smiled and nodded, not taking the footless centipede screaming and charging towards her seriously at all.
The roar in the distance came from far to near, and the violent destructive power caused the centipede to carry countless debris and debris around it when it charged.
Close!
Closer!
Centipede changed her target, and the first person she pounced on was not Mark, but the dean, who gave her a stronger sense of threat.
Under the violent and rapid attack, Mark and the two could even see the tiny hook-like teeth inside the extremely large centipede mouthparts.
Seeing that the centipede's huge mouthparts could bite the dean who was blocking the road in the next second, suddenly, the entire vision in front of him became blurred.
The corners of Mark's eyes twitched, and it looked like the entire field of vision was like thick smoke, rolling in layers. If his calculation was correct, it was probably because the space in this world had changed!
For a moment, Miss Bison, who was being held by Mark, was so frightened that she subconsciously hugged his waist tightly.
I saw the dean press his right hand forward and said loudly: "This place is mysteriously enhanced!"
The next second, the violent vibration that shook the entire academy's vestibule suddenly disappeared.
That was a very strange scene.
The legless centipede, which was clearly dozens of meters long, jumped up like a snake, twisting its body violently in mid-air.
There was no movement around her.
The evil energy that was frantically overflowing was gone.
The deafening roar that destroyed the building was gone.
Even the sharp neighing sound of the giant centipede itself was gone.
Finally, this giant centipede, which was dozens of meters long, just disappeared into the air.
What happened?
The two Marks, no, there were also several students from the mysterious academy who were not afraid of death and came from a distance to witness such a mysterious scene.
"There!" Following Miss Bison's fingers, everyone finally discovered that the vicious centipede, which had devoured countless students with its powerful body and evil laws, was actually in a thick test tube in the hands of the dean.
At this time, the lady wearing a long dress was letting the dress flutter in the air. The small magic wand in her hand was similar to the one used by the orchestra conductor, except that it was emitting the purest blue light.
Suspended between the magic wand and the other hand was a test tube that was about as thick and long as an adult man's upper arm.
If you have enough eyesight, you can see that Ms. Centipede, who has lost all her legs, has turned into an ordinary big centipede two fingers thick, but she is even more violent, twisting her body without claws crazily, and constantly making shrill screams from her mouth.
cry.
Unfortunately, her whole body seemed to be held by invisible hands, and she was allowed to struggle in the test tube, shaking her body violently. She could not even touch the glass wall of the test tube.
"this……"
This move really amazed Mark.
As a dean, he really has the ability of a dean. Even a mere clone has such high strength.
"Shut up!" the dean shouted sharply.
Others didn't feel anything, but to Centipede, it was like a law issued by the gods. Her dirty body covered with blood suddenly lost its vitality, and she no longer screamed, but her sharp mouthparts kept opening and closing, as if
Breathing hard the increasingly thin air.
A blue light emerged from the dean's hand and shone warmly on the big centipede.
"So that's it..." The dean's clone slowly turned his head and looked at Mark, the expression on his face became extremely soft: "Wonderful! It's so wonderful! I didn't expect that our college would produce such an outstanding student as you. This is really
The Blessing of the Mystery School.”
Asking Mini to put herself down, Mark let go of Miss Bison and saluted the dean: "Your Excellency, dean, you are very grateful."
"This is not an exaggeration. You deserve such praise. Without you, this time would probably be a big, bad event."
"What on earth is this..." Mark asked boldly.
"Huh? Didn't you come here after knowing the risks of the 'Graduation Trial'?"
"Graduation trial? What graduation trial?" Mark was completely confused.
The dean glanced at Mark and seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect that the person who solved this crisis turned out to be an intruder. It's really interesting."
Mark quickly asked: "Your Excellency, Dean, please explain in detail."
The dean shook his head: "Ask me about the specific matter. As a reward this time, I can give you part of it in advance."
The dean slowly descended and landed in front of Mark, holding up the large test tube suspended in her hand.
"This [Evil Anomaly] was supposed to have its soul annihilated. But she made a bet with her last mysterious energy. If she loses, she will become your exclusive [Abnormal] object, in exchange for the last ten minutes of her life and
The power is coming to hunt you down."
Mark felt like he had a toothache on the spot.
How much does Aunt Susie hate him?
Mark asked again: "How is this possible?"
"Normally speaking, [Evil] will not become like this. They will turn into more chaotic monsters, or they will be annihilated on the spot. But it is obvious that it made a deal with a mysterious existence from the lawful camp.
. Now, since she can’t kill you, she can only become a prop without self-awareness. This guy really hates you..."
Before the dean could finish speaking, a sharp and harsh voice exploded in the air.
Unlike Aunt Susie's voice, Ms. Centipede's voice was full of sharpness.
"I'm not willing to accept it! I'm not convinced! Even if it's stipulated by the law, I will never make it easy for you -" The hatred that gnashed teeth can be said to go straight to the sky: "I declare - the price for each use of me is a pair of
Living human legs! Hahahaha! I wonder how you can use me?"
The unruly laughter echoed continuously in the void.
Mark's face turned black, and every time he used it, he lost a human leg? Is this forcing me to become a big devil?
Mark almost made up his mind on the spot that he would never use this thing until he died.
At this time, the dean raised her eyebrows.
"Oh? Is there something fishy left?" The blue light flashed on the dean's hand: "It's okay now."
After saying that, the centipede's figure in the test tube began to fade, and within a few seconds it turned into a stream of light, flying onto the lantern attached to Mark's waist.
"this……"
Mark was stunned.
The originally ordinary kerosene lantern was suddenly covered with a rectangular jade nameplate. If you look closely, you will find that the relief on it is a giant centipede with teeth and claws.
A flash of fire lit up, and a piece of paper appeared out of thin air and fell into Mark's palm.
It is written in Leitian language with flying dragons and phoenixes:
[Abnormal object (exorcism lantern): When the holder holds it, it can illuminate a radius of thirty steps, fifty steps, or one hundred steps in three ways: ordinary light, dark vision light, and exorcism light. ]
[The exorcism lantern has the ability to increase wealth and exorcise evil]
[The only fuel it needs is (human) legs! The more the better! 】
Mark clearly saw that the 'instruction manual' originally said [human leg], which was probably the type where the legs would become useless the harder they were used.
Now, the word '人' has been crossed out by the dean.
A smile bloomed on Mark's face: "Dear Miss Lantern, I declare that your staple food in the future will be mosquito legs!"
