As waves of warmth continued to pour into Teller's body, the originally heavy sleepiness gradually dissipated due to the tingling sensations from the restored senses.
The completely damaged eardrum was gradually reconstructed at this moment, and the faint rustle of dust mixed with a blurred voice kept calling his name "Trel".
In addition, there is a strange sound surrounding the surrounding space. It is an ethereal sound, like the lingering aftertaste left after a big bell rings.
The tingling sensation climbed along the scalp along with the strange and sticky images in Teller's mind, like a torn-off pizza being glued back together. This lingering feeling made people feel unspeakably abnormal and unreasonable.
.
Along with the viscous feeling at this moment, there is also the feeling of being as sparse as before.
Intermittent halos flashed across the pupils.
The irony taste of blood comes to the tip of the tongue.
Itching as ulcerated skin heals.
During the slow pulling, this should have been a long suture, but suddenly a brown light shone!! The living [earth] element realized that it had completed a great foundation!
At this moment, countless perceptions begin to accelerate with time!!!!
The violent heartbeat kept rushing from his chest into his brain! The blood exploded in his body like fireworks, washing and renewing his blood vessels like a race!
The pupils opened suddenly! The body temperature rose rapidly with the sudden arch of the body and the mixed emotions in the eyes..
The gathering of rustling sounds and the crisp sounds of bones brought about an unrelated feeling of nausea...
The dizziness and pain stimulated his nerves, and at the same time, the blood rushed into the once-stopped brain again. It was not until the words "suffocation" flashed in his mind as his thinking worked that he realized what he needed at this moment! At this moment, the body also realized the instructions issued by the brain, and a warm current quickly emerged from the chest and went upstream, directly pushing out the dead blood entrenched in the chest.
"ur..."
Teller suddenly jumped up and vomited a mouthful of blood directly on the ground. Without the slightest pause, his hands tightly grasped his neck as if to assist breathing, sucking in the nutrients in the air one mouthful after another.
While sighing, Iser crouched down and looked at Teller, who was gradually relaxing. Recalling the brilliance of magic and the shattered body in the explosion at the moment he woke up from the dream, he was still a little scared...the remaining fear in his eyes that kept flashing.
Uneasiness and rebirth of joy are fighting.
"You know it's not something you can bear..."
"Judging from the results, I succeeded, right?"
"…………."
Teller raised his head and looked at the circles of light flowing toward the top of the light tower and chuckled. He also noticed what the gradually dissipating [earth] element guessed. He looked in the direction of Wilson and said with a wry smile.
/p>
"The professor cost you money."
Wilson raised his eyes, let out a long breath, and gently tapped his head with his somewhat sad smile.
"I'm happy for you to owe me a favor, but the [Life] Crystal is not mine. I think you should know this better than me."
"..."
Just when Terrell was about to say something to reveal Wilson's arrogant nature, a sudden memory blocked his mouth before he could.
That was what happened when they came to the light tower not long ago. It was a silver flying knife. It was Emerson's flying knife that saved them from danger.
Only now did he notice the details of the moment when the flying knife struck through his memory. There was a brown crystal embedded in the round hole on the blade. At that moment, the flying knife not only bound three people, but also bound [life].
The crystal was quietly put into Teller's inner pocket...
He raised his head suddenly and was about to ask something, but saw Wilson gently put his finger between his lips and teeth and made a shushing gesture, stabilized Teller and then explained
"Actually, even if you ask me, I can't give you an answer. Of course, it doesn't mean that I can't tell Isel. It's just that I hope you trust my judgment and the less you know about this matter, the better."
Trailer looked at Wilson's rare serious expression, then glanced at Iser who looked indifferent next to him, then he swallowed his words and asked instead
"Okay, so has the situation turned around now?"
If there hadn't been a huge earthquake like the earth shattering that day, Wilson could tell Teller decisively and proudly at this moment that victory was only a matter of time!
But the shock of the collapse and the loud noise at the time warned him that everything had just begun. While they were solving the mystery of the academy's sleep, they were not idle in demolishing the plastic...
He understood that the huge regional plate damage heralded not only the expansion of the scale of the attack, but also the fall of the vice president...
Moreover, now that the light tower has been activated, it has not used any elemental power to suppress the attacking army of demolishers. The continuous sound of explosions also illustrates another problem, that is, the light tower was not activated from the beginning to fight against the demolishers.
Plastic Army!!
And the aggregation of elements on such a scale is not something to be proud of, because it means that the crisis has already exceeded what they can see...
"No...I'm afraid everything has just begun."
……………………………………………………..
As the huge earthquake came, the situation began to change!
In Vanderheiden's sight, the line of fate floating from Jennifer's body was rapidly fading away from its melancholy blue tone and turning towards gray.
It looks like Teller succeeded!
Smiling secretly in his heart, he quietly clenched the crutch in his hand and stroked the moving trigger. He understood that the moment Jennifer regained her will was the moment he fired!
"I think you should understand that I can detect your subtle inner changes, right?"
Tiffany turned her head and looked at Vanderheiden with lifeless eyes. It was a kind of disappointment caused by extreme boredom.
"It's not important, is it?"
Because Jennifer’s consciousness has awakened!
As he raised his hand, Vasily and his movements fell into a quagmire again, but the effect of restricting two people at the same time was obviously not as good as before.
He had already raised his hand and pointed the crutch in his hand directly at Tiffany's calm face, just when he was about to pull the trigger.
The line of fate suddenly changed! A streak of bloody red passed through Tiffany's body from the direction of teaching area A and pointed straight at Vanderheiden's heart!
It seems that this is the last weight left by Tiffany. Judging from the level of blood redness and the premeditated actions at this moment, it is almost impossible to dodge the attack after killing Tiffany. p>
But at this moment, Vanderheiden didn’t have the slightest hesitation in his heart! Because his destiny’s intuition told him that he must not let go of the person in front of him!
Even if it costs your life!
"You can't threaten anyone!"
He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger! But he was pushed to the ground by an impact from the side! The bullet flew out and hit the window edge!
"Looks like you didn't disappoint me, ah~~What an interesting ending..."
Amidst the mocking sounds full of emotion, Tiffany fell from the upstairs again and disappeared into the night sky.
Vanderheiden looked at the empty window with empty eyes and sighed, then turned his head and looked at Jennifer lying on top of him. Just as he was about to say something, Jennifer grabbed her collar tightly and cut the words out of her mouth.
The words on the side were stuck again.
Jennifer looked into Vanderheiden's eyes, and the words she heard vaguely and the bloody scene echoed in her mind. It was a decryption from Tiffany, which was the story after the president chose to shoot.
I wanted to say something but choked up. I could only bury my face in Vanderheiden’s arms and cry silently.
And just when Vanderheiden gently patted Jennifer's back and tried to comfort the crying "child" with his unique humor, his thoughts were interrupted by a strange scene...
The red line of fate faded quietly, but did not return to the peaceful gray!
Instead, it melted into the night and turned into the pure darkness that was difficult to see and made his hair stand on end at this moment...