"There seems to be some kind of power in you that is trying to interfere with my will..."
Emma looked at Yi Qiu who suddenly appeared. The next moment she subconsciously smiled, Emma suddenly frowned and looked at Yi Qiu and said.
Just like what she said: When she saw Yi Qiu, she felt that he seemed to have become more ordinary and inconspicuous.
Of course, this does not refer to appearance or temperament, but an overall evaluation and judgment.
Although Emma has not undergone too in-depth training in terms of will.
But after gradually achieving a certain coordination and unity with the powerful bloodline in the body.
Emma's will is no longer just the will of mortal things.
In fact, to a certain extent, it can feed back the relevant mental projection of a powerful pure-blooded dragon.
This is also the reason why Emma encounters obstacles in her magic research.
In fact, if Emma has a strong will, there is no lack of possibility for the two to go hand in hand.
But for Emma, she has her own path.
The long training of mind and will is not suitable for everyone.
Therefore, when Emma's pure and domineering will formed by the power of blood is mixed with something else, Emma can detect it very quickly.
Of course, it is obviously too difficult for her to resist the power of a powerful god.
But for Emma, this revelation didn't have much impact.
After all, in her opinion, Yi Qiu can play the role of his friend well.
But if it’s a partner, it’s not so certain…
"The interference of a god's power is not unfamiliar to you. Maybe you still have some impressions..."
Yi Qiu looked at Emma. In addition to the higher temperature in the room, he could still feel the residual anger in the air.
It was so pure and explosive, and it was obvious that Emma had spent a lot of effort to sort out her emotions.
"Am I impressed?"
Emma thought for a while, and without much thought, she remembered the scene she had seen.
Emma's senses are complicated when it comes to foreign gods.
During her adventures, she had also seen those fanatical and determined followers of the gods.
They are not as crazy as the world imagines, but rather possess a leadership charisma that is admirable and subconsciously traceable.
Naturally, she had also been exposed to the solicitation of some foreign gods, or it was a choice of belief.
But obviously, these are things of the past.
Before the arrogant will of pure-blood dragons, few gods could gain their faith.
As we all know, most of the gods that dragons believe in are the gods that dragons have achieved.
As for alien gods, belief in giant dragons is relatively rare.
Generally speaking, there may be more bias towards a small number of dragons related to goodness.
For the evil dragons, the Mother of Dragons can already satisfy most of their religious needs.
"She found you? I always feel that the painting style is a bit strange..."
Emma looked at Yi Qiu with subtle eyes, but she did not delve into it.
After all, she has more important things to deal with now.
"You must have received my message, so what do you think?"
Emma looked at Yi Qiu, and then after being silent for a while, she said to Yi Qiu.
"I don't think they can persecute our students like this. If they choose a more peaceful way, maybe I will consider it."
"but now……"
Emma's voice had a hint of gunpowder, and the flame in her eyes seemed to be igniting again:
"I will be more than happy to show them the mysterious power they desire!"
Emma said in a suppressed voice, which made Keshia shrink back again.
Damn it! This female dragon is going crazy again!
Maybe I have to run away from home?
Just after this thought emerged in Keshia's mind, it looked at the slipper prints on the wall next to it that had not yet faded, and couldn't help but shudder.
"Control your anger, Emma."
Yi Qiu looked at Emma. He didn't understand the power inheritance of the Dragon Vein Warlock.
But according to his understanding, any force that cannot be controlled is dangerous.
But now, the overly violent blood energy has obviously made it difficult for Emma to control it.
"Proceed as you say - this is not necessarily a bad thing for the material world."
"But everything still needs to be carried out in practice before we can draw conclusions."
"But that's not what I care about. In fact, I think you can consider doing some related will-resistance training, Emma..."
Yi Qiu looked at Emma. In fact, he rarely interfered with other people's choices in terms of power.
But as a friend, Yi Qiu felt that he had the responsibility to remind Emma to a certain extent.
What's more, the destructive power of an out-of-control high-level Dragon Vein Warlock is actually very terrifying.
She may not be able to destroy a material world. After all, even the most powerful spell she has now can only destroy a city at most.
Of course, after the magic circle ceremony and other increases, it will be another situation.
But for the destruction of mortal life, she is no more dangerous than a walking nuclear weapon...
"Thank you for your suggestion, Yi, I will consider it."
After listening to what Yi Qiu said, Emma's face became much calmer.
As a being with absolutely high intelligence, Emma naturally has her plans and intentions.
But sometimes, emotional control is not directly related to your intelligence.
More often than not, it is a product of repeated training and confrontation.
"Actually, when I was preparing to establish a magic academy, I didn't think about it that much."
The two sat down at the round table in Principal Emma's room. Emma said in a low voice while preparing black tea.
"But I don't regret it because it really brought me enough fun."
"But happiness is not a breeze, it often requires a heavy, stable foundation as a prerequisite."
"Like a paradox, you can never complete the coordination of the two."
Emma looked at the relevant examination papers piled up on her desk, and there seemed to be those little faces in front of her that were either depressed, or gritting their teeth and frowning.
Emma felt that maybe that was the joy of education, to witness the growth of each child.
Just like planting a tree, watching it sprout from a small seed to tender buds.
Then, it gradually meanders and stretches, growing into a dense emerald green.
"So, I'm willing to pay the price for it!"
Emma looked at Yi Qiu, her eyes were extremely determined.
Then after a pause, she took out a bottle of reagent from her backpack that smelled of fresh blood and heat: