There are really a lot of women who are related to the 'Mad King'.
It’s not an exaggeration to say there are hundreds or thousands, maybe even tens of thousands!
But among such a number, they are the only ones who can threaten the 'Mad King' and actually go to war with the 'Mad King'.
Witch!
A war broke out between the 'Mad King' and the 'Witch'.
Different from what is widely known in the history of the anchor world, judging from the current situation, there is a high probability that the ‘Mad King’ failed.
Still a disastrous failure.
Not only was he gone, but his descendants were also cursed.
So the 'Witch' can curse the descendants of the 'Mad King', why can't she curse the 'Mad King' himself?
Must be cursed!
It’s just that the ‘Mad King’ escaped!
Escaped by unknown means!
This is how we got the current ‘Alan’!
This information flashed through Goethe's mind. He looked at Ailan who was staring at him and couldn't help but nodded.
"As expected of you."
Goethe expressed this sentiment.
Alan misunderstood again.
She looked at Goethe and her tone continued to maintain that pretentious indifference.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Do you think you can beat me?"
Goethe laughed out loud.
To be honest, Goethe has not yet determined how many memories Alain has inherited from the 'Mad King', but Alain must be exactly the same as the 'Mad King' in terms of pretentiousness!
"Ahem, how will you know if you don't try?"
Goethe coughed lightly and said.
Ailan's face condensed.
The situation was a little different from what she imagined.
The battle looks inevitable.
That……
Strike first to gain the upper hand!
Ailan stabbed Goethe with his bone sword.
In the field of vision that only Goethe could see, [Principal's Rights III] still did not respond.
"Still no response?"
"Could it be..."
A guess suddenly appeared in Goethe's heart.
At this moment, the bone sword stabbed by Ailan suddenly changed.
The sharp blade exploded directly.
Bang!
The blade of the sword turned into needles as small as cow hair, and a thousand and eight needles were picked up, directly covering Goethe, and the hilt of the sword was thrown out by Ailan.
Special fluctuations spread from the hilt of the sword.
In the invisible force field, white light flashed.
The former bound Goethe's body.
The latter would have blinded Goethe.
However, these are not Aylan's trump cards.
The real trump card is a potion in Ailan's hand.
The potion bloomed a palpitating black color in the test tube.
The black color kept rolling, obviously inside the test tube, but it enveloped Ailan's hand like smoke. Then, the increasingly dense black color turned into...
An eyeball!
An eyeball the size of a basketball!
The whites of the eyes take up most of the part, and in the middle are the golden-red vertical pupils!
Van Der Sar, Count Tim just glanced at the potion and backed away uneasily, with a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. When the eyeball appeared, Count Tim exclaimed.
"'The Fall of Doom'?!"
"careful!"
The old woman began to be courteous to Goethe, but in the flash of [Principal's Rights III], the other party's malice became more intense.
It was obvious that the old woman still didn't mean what she said.
And deep in the eyes of the old woman, there was a hint of expectation.
As long as Moore Dodd dies, the 'college' will still be hers!
Everything will return to normal!
After all, it was the ‘fall of doomsday’!
It was a prop that the empire spent a lot of energy to refine specifically to deal with the 'principal'.
It is based on the saliva and blood of the last swamp black dragon in history, Gomol, and then blended with the eyeball of a Cyclops - this is a royal collection.
How did it come about?
The old woman didn't know.
But she knew that this eyeball had various miraculous and terrifying effects.
The simplest thing is that a person holding this eyeball can make this eyeball shoot a laser that can penetrate one meter of steel.
If you are highly adaptable, you can also see into other people's hearts.
If the adaptability is higher, the power of this eyeball can be used to wash the body of the holder, making it powerful quickly.
At the highest level, you can see the shadow of the 'Cyclops' and gain a trace of inheritance.
The reason why this eyeball is confirmed to be that of the 'Cyclops' is precisely because of this shadow and inheritance.
It is a pity that, except for the founding emperor of the empire, no member of the royal family can reach the highest level, not even the next level.
According to records, the last time a member of the royal family appeared with a 'Cyclops' eyeball in hand and could see into other people's hearts was seventy-five years ago.
after?
It would take a lot of trouble to activate the 'Cyclops' eyeballs to shoot out the burning laser.
Under normal circumstances, the royal family just needs to wait for talented people to appear.
But ‘Academy’ showed up!
‘Principal’ Modeus appears!
Everything naturally changed.
You know, before the emergence of the 'Academy', this Cyclops eyeball has always been considered by people in the other world to be the most magical existence in the world.
Now?
Resigned to a lower position.
The old emperor immediately made changes.
The other party summoned the royal alchemist and followed the inherited method to make the 'Cyclops' eyeball simpler and more practical.
In fact, after the refining is successful, it is indeed simple and practical.
But when facing 'Principal' Modeus, he still failed.
Afterwards, the ‘Doomsday Fall’ became the property of the ‘Academy’ and disappeared with the disappearance of ‘Principal’ Modeus – most people believed that Shield had monopolized this item.
The old woman has always thought so.
But as Alan took out the ‘Fall of Doom’, everything became reasonable.
Because Alan is the ‘principal’ Modeus.
Looking at the dazzling Goethe who was shrouded in cow-hair needles, bound by a force field, Aylan raised the 'Fall of Doom' in his hand.
"Go to hell!"
She growled.
A red glow immediately appeared in the shadow of the eyeball in his hand.
laugh!
A scorching ray as thick as a finger was aimed at Goethe.
Then--
Snap!
With a clear snap of fingers, the scorching ray failed.
The hair needle, the force field restraint, and the dazzling light all failed.
Goethe teleported behind Alan.
Alan turned around immediately.
But at this moment, a pit suddenly appeared on the flat ground, and Ailan, who was turning around, immediately lost his balance.
Ailan was startled, raised his hands to support the ground and was about to roll over.
But when she held her palms against the ground, the hard stone ground instantly turned into a quagmire.
Ailan failed to take precautions and fell directly into the quagmire, and was in dire straits.
【Principal’s Rights Ⅰ】!
Unlike [Principal's Rights III] which directly absorbs the vitality, the first half of [Principal's Rights I] seems to be 'construction' and has no power at all, but it is this daily existence that is the most deadly.
The quagmire is dark on the surface, but extremely soft underneath.
Ailan's expression changed drastically.
Because, she smelled that familiar smell.
It is the smell of swamp after fermentation of manure.
She was very familiar with this smell as she cooperated with the old woman in hiding her presence.
What she is more familiar with is...
flame!
A flash of fire appeared on Goethe's finger.
"No!"
Alan shouted.
Goethe then flicked the flame from his fingertips into the methane septic tank.
boom!
The violent explosion was deafening.
But there is no flying around.
A sealed stone house was buckled into the methane septic tank, which made the power of the explosion more concentrated and greater. In the end, it was Ailan alone.
Count Tim stared at the battle in front of him with his mouth open.
This middle-aged earl never thought that fighting could be like this.
Then, looking at Goethe standing there, the middle-aged earl couldn't help but quietly moved back half a step.
He swore that he would never be an enemy of Goethe in this life.
He would rather die!
And definitely don’t be thrown into the cesspool!
Not to mention, the cesspit will explode!
and!
Ailan just shouted ‘no’!
When you shout out, you naturally open your mouth!
It happened that the manure pit exploded, flying everywhere...
vomit!
Earl Tim suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
The old woman beside her had a pale face.
Unlike Count Tim's nausea, the old woman, after assessing the situation between herself and Goethe, confirmed that it was basically impossible for her to take back the 'Academy' from the other party's hands.
This made the old woman extremely uncomfortable.
Also, not willing to give in!
There is no way she would give up!
There must be a way!
The old woman told herself this, staring closely at the battlefield, looking for opportunities.
Then, she saw an extremely cheerful smile appear on Goethe's face.
Of course Goethe was happy!
Not only because he realized the fighting convenience of that bastard in the 'Inner Bay', but also because he did what he said - he said he would throw the 'Mad King' into the manure pit!
Now, it’s thrown in!
Although there is no way to drown the opponent, but...he must try his best to hold the opponent to death!
Boom!
Boom!
Following Goethe's will, Xiang in the cesspit under the stone house began to rotate, just like a toilet with the flush button pressed. Xiang rotated, dragging Ailan deeper into the place.
Later, the stone house turned into stone slabs, and the upper layer began to solidify.
And, it spreads rapidly downward.
Soon he caught up with Ailan.
Seeing Xiang condensed into stone, Ailan absolutely did not want to be humiliated and sealed in the underground Xiang pit, and she suddenly waved the 'fall of doomsday' in her hand.
Buzz!
The scorching rays shot upward again.
It was only as thick as a finger before, but now it is as thick as a water tank.
In order to get out of the immediate predicament, Ailan did not hold back and almost activated the 'Fall of Doom' with super power.
boom!
The sealed ground was opened.
Alan jumped out.
Count Tim, the old woman dodged again and again.
Not only is it smelly, it's also stained with Xiang.
They don't want to be contaminated.
Goethe did not dodge.
A glass house firmly protected him from the impact, and two wipers even appeared on it and began to quickly clean the stains on the walls of the glass house.
Ailan, who was in the air, saw this scene and felt deeply humiliated.
She was already angry, but at this moment it was like a volcano erupting.
"Mole Dodd!"
"You never know who you're facing!"
"I am the strongest Modeus!"
Ailan shouted loudly, and the 'Fall of Doomsday' in his hand once again shot out scorching rays.
Snap!
Another snap of fingers.
Goethe dodged easily.
However, the firing of scorching rays did not stop.
On the contrary, the ray continues.
And with the help of the reaction force of the ray, Alan flew higher and higher.
It was obvious that Ailan was not out for attack at this time.
But get rid of the disadvantages of terrain!
Otherwise, the scene just now will happen again.
"The scope of the 'Academy' is not just the ground."
Goethe looked at Ailan who was flying and couldn't help but laugh.
As Goethe laughed, rolling logs and rocks appeared high in the sky above the 'college', hitting Ailan directly. Ailan, who was unable to dodge, was about to be hit.
Click!
Buzz!
Suddenly a propeller protruded from her back.
Seeing this scene, both the old woman and Earl Tim were shocked. They had no idea that Aylan would use this method to avoid attacks falling from the sky.
"This, this?"
Earl Tim can't even formulate words effectively anymore.
In fact, since entering the 'Academy', Count Tim thought he had seen and experienced too many things that shocked him, especially after the cesspit exploded just now, Count Tim thought he would never be surprised again.
.
But now, the count was still shocked.
"Is Alan still human?"
Earl Tim couldn't help but groan.
The old woman was silent, her eyes twinkling.
Goethe on the side said with a smile.
"she?"
"Of course not!"
"You don't really think that 'Principal' Modeus has really turned into a woman, do you?"
"Although to a certain extent, that's what happened, but how should Modeus, the 'principal' at the time, choose a suitable woman?"
"It's hard."
"So, he chose manufacturing."
"Just like Tom, Jerry, War, and Killing Puppet were created, Alan was created."
Goethe looked at Aylan flying in the sky and told his guess.
But at this moment, with him pressing harder and harder, the opponent finally revealed his trump card.
However, the other party's gloomy eyes told Goethe that the other party had a bigger trump card.
That was Goethe's expected trump card.
After all, Goethe did not forget why the Mad King chose a female puppet.
"You think you know me well?"
Ailan asked in a cold voice.
"Character? Thinking?"
"I don't understand."
"However, I understand the body structure very well. After all, you should be similar to Jerry, right?"
Goethe shrugged and continued to irritate Alan with his words.
This kind of provocation is quite effective.
Or rather...
Alan no longer hesitated.
"Although I will fall into a period of weakness after this blow, killing you is enough!"
Alan said this.
"oh?"
"You don't plan to win the 'Academy'?"
"After all, you have been holding back for this!"
Goethe asked with a smile.
"Of course I won't give up on 'Academy'!"
"I am weak and will recuperate as the leader of the 'Paradise Hotel'. Then, I will win the 'Academy' again - I will deal with Moldodd first, and then we can each rely on our own abilities."
Ailan said and looked at the old woman.
The old woman nodded curtly.
The light of the contract shines between the two.
"Ms. Van Der Sar..."
"This is an internal matter of the 'college', please do not get involved, Lord Earl."
The old woman, who believed that she could not deal with Goethe alone, interrupted Count Tim's words and joined Alan's camp without hesitation.
With the constraints of the contract, Ailan immediately let go.
The 'power' hidden in her core spurted out.
There is only a trace of this 'power'.
But it is enough to destroy heaven and earth.
The entire 'college' trembled, and Goethe felt unprecedented pressure. There was murmuring in his ears, and the shadow of a woman appeared in front of his eyes.
Goethe could not see the other person's face clearly.
But I can feel the terrifying aura.
It was like opening your eyes suddenly and finding yourself on the edge of a cliff.
Heart palpitations!
And as the woman's shadow slowly raised her hand and was about to point it at him, the blood all over Goethe's body began to run cold.
Will die!
Once you are pointed at, you will definitely die!
Such a realization arose in Goethe's heart.
You absolutely can't let this woman's shadow point at you!
call!
He took a deep breath and looked at the old woman.
"Van der Sar, please don't forget that you are a teacher at the 'Academy'."
Goethe reminded the old woman.
"Sorry, Moore Dodd."
"I am a teacher at the 'Academy'."
"But precisely because I am a teacher at the 'college', I am even more unable to give up the 'college'."
A look of false regret appeared on the old woman's face.
Goethe laughed again.
"As long as you admit that you are an 'academy' teacher."
The old woman was stunned and instinctively felt something was wrong.
But, it's too late.
Goethe straightened his face and ordered loudly.
"Van der Sar blocked this blow for me!"
Suddenly——
[Principal’s Rights II] starts to flash.
PS Some book friends told Fei Long that the previous article was incoherent. It was not that Fei Long's writing was incoherent, but that many places had been deleted.
As for the reason, everyone knows it.
Fat Dragon covered his face.
By the way, I recommend a friend's book "Wasteless NPCs Are Going to Take Over the World" ~ If you have nothing to do, go read it ~
