Fairy Tail Passive Invincibility

Between the two conversations.

The opening speech on the podium finally ended, and the "graduation assessment" officially began.

The final examination of the Astidian Magic Academy was very simple, it was simply a "battle ring", every third year graduate had the right to challenge, one battle at a time, and the top ten would be determined by accumulating points.

Strictly speaking, there are some flaws in the "final exam" of the Astidian Magic Academy, for example, graduates accumulate one point for every victory and one point for every defeat.

Overall, however, there was not much of a problem.

Because the podium was invited to the spectators greatly compensate for this shortcoming of the "final assessment" system, to be invited to sit on the podium as VIP guests, are not ordinary people, so this "final assessment", although the results are equally important. But the appraisal process was more than capable of serving as a reference.

Fatty Da lazily lay down at the feet of Ur, stretched out a chubby bear paw and scratched the breadth of its brain.

It wasn't the least bit interested in the battle between those two-legged beasts below, because in its opinion, the intensity with which they were fighting was not enough to kill anyone.

But the others on the podium were watching with great interest, and from time to time, they let out a few sounds of appreciation.

And while most of the people below had their eyes on the ring, no one noticed that just below the ring, several silhouettes had quietly disappeared without a trace, and the number of people disappearing was quietly growing with the passage of time!

There were an extremely large number of students surrounding the ring, and at first the crowd didn't notice anything unusual, but after about half an hour, Ur on the podium suddenly knitted his brows.

I don't know why.

Ur suddenly felt some sense of incongruity in the crowd below, and at the same time he also detected a familiar scent in the crowd.

But this feeling came and went quickly, often just for a moment.

So for a while, Ur couldn't find out where the cause was, plus this place wasn't his territory, so Ur didn't mean to be nosy.

However, as half an hour passed by again, not only Ur, but also the others on the podium gradually noticed that something was wrong.

"There seems to be something wrong with the number of people down here!"

Compared to the dense crowd that had previously surrounded the ring, the people under the podium were now a distinctly thinner bunch, though it might not be obvious for the moment.

"Maybe it's just me!"

The hearts of the crowd were slightly overflowing with mutterings, some self-doubt that they might have been mistaken by their old eyes, but as they cast their doubtful gaze on the people around them, they found that the others on the podium were looking at themselves at the same time.

At this, everyone present could finally confirm that the number of students below had indeed become smaller.

Realizing this.

The first person to change their complexion was the group of instructors from the Consentantine and Astidine Magic Academy, after all, this was their territory, and now that an accident had occurred, they were naturally the first ones to take responsibility.

But although anxious in their hearts, neither the tutors of Consentandin and Astidin, nor the other guests on the podium, did not act immediately, only Consentandin quietly sent a few marginal tutors to step down from the podium.

The podium was elevated, so it was naturally possible to get a panoramic view of the situation.

But the students around the ring could not notice the abnormality, if this time Consentandin directly announced "the disappearance of students", there is no guarantee that will not cause a riot, it will be even more dangerous.

For a while, the atmosphere on the podium fell into a strange silence. Although everyone seemed to be fine on the surface, if one observed carefully, one would find that there were many people around them who began to check out the "guests" around them, apparently, some of them began to suspect the possibility that there might be a traitor around them.

And, the person who was measured the most by these people was none other than Ur.

After all, most of the "guests" here know each other well, and only one unfamiliar face like Wuerl, coupled with the mysterious and unusual things they noticed from Wuerl, naturally, Wuerl became the first suspect.

However, in the face of the strange gazes around him, Ur didn't react in the slightest, still looking like an old god, leisurely sipping the black tea on the table, whether or not he even picked up a piece of refreshment and stuffed it into his mouth.

This was neither his territory, nor was he responsible for the abnormal situation that was happening here, so there was no need for Ur to worry about it, and it was none of his business anyway.

As for whether these people would suddenly try to find a "scapegoat" later and take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble with him

Oh!

It really wasn't Ur's bragging.

As long as these people dared to take action, Ur would dare to send them all to have tea with the God of Death.

Although there were a lot of missing students from the Astridine Academy, in a way, this was not a bad thing, because the more "missing" people were, the easier it was to leave clues.

The more "missing" students there were, the easier it was to leave clues. Not long after he left, the Astridine's tutor quickly returned, and when he returned, he was still holding an ordinary looking student.

Seeing this scene.

Suddenly, several "guests" on the podium, including Consentandin, quietly left their seats and headed backstage to the podium.

"Dean, the situation is not too good."

Chapter 443: What the hell can this do to me?

The tutor who brought the students had just seen Consentantine and immediately spoke out with an ugly face.

"Just now I went to lurk in the crowd and happened to see someone trying to sneak away, I quietly followed, but I found that our students seemed to have been hypnotized, I searched around for a while, but I couldn't find the source of the hypnotic magic."

This tutor's face was white and blue, he was both angry with the boldness of the person who did it and shocked at the magical strength of the person who did it.

After all, to hypnotize so many Magic Academy students from a distance at the same time in this public place, while still remaining undetected, this was not something that ordinary people could do-....

The people who followed Consentandin here heard the Academy Tutor's words, and their eyes flickered a little, while secretly contemplating the possibility of the "murderer".

There weren't many powerful Hypnotic Magic Guides on the continent, and even fewer of them matched the Academy Tutor's words.

However, although there were a few suspicions of the "murderer" in everyone's mind, they were quickly ruled out one by one, simply because these people had no need to be the enemy of Astidian Academy.

Leaving aside the reason of offending Consentandin, the nature of this power of Astridine already destined that there was little possibility for him to invite enemies.

After all, this was a magic academy!

He just calmly walked up to the "dull-eyed" student and opened one hand....

Ding!

A magic formation opened up, and threads of faint but exceptionally firm magic power quietly climbed all over this student's body, and along the various parts of his body, quietly burrowed into the interior of his body.

About ten seconds passed.

Suddenly, Consentantine's appearance moved, and a wisp of magical power suddenly erupted within this student's body, as if an imperceptible soft sound sounded in everyone's ears, as if something had broken.

Soon after, the "dullness" in the student's eyes gradually disappeared and clarity was restored.

"What is this--what is this place?" The student who had just regained consciousness seemed to be a little confused, but soon, after he found himself in front of Consentantine, he shuddered and came back to his senses in an instant, "Dean of the hospital-?"

"Well!"

Nodding gently, his face trying to look as kind as possible, Consentantine said, "Do you remember what happened, child? Or do you remember who you've been in contact with before?"