The Dean Has Arrived

"Teacher Evangeline, shall we go up and help?"

The boys who had been in the back line couldn't help but ask Evangeline next to them: "The casualties of the knights of the Holy See seem to be huge..."

"No." The girl refused without thinking.

As the former princess, Evangeline, who had commanded Timothy’s invasion and defense battle, naturally knew that the most difficult situation for frontline fighters to rush to is not because the enemy is strong, but when the enemy is strong, the rear supports Not only did the magician not support them well, they even ran to them, letting them not say anything, and was knocked down by the enemy a lot after they met, and the total firepower dropped a lot...

This is generally called a pig teammate.

"Our magic is the best support for those knights, so you can cast magic behind you, don't think about what you have!"

She straightened her face and ordered seriously, and at the same time couldn't help but hope that the students who used to be troublesome would listen to her instructions.

In fact, the current situation is very clear. Although the number of beasts seems to be very scary, there is still no way to surpass the line of defense composed of knights, golems and dolls (the Kate family’s combat effectiveness is too weak and is directly ignored by Evangeline). Coupled with the fire support of their mage and the assistance of several offensive guard towers, they will soon be able to push the front to the giant ship.At that time, it doesn't matter whether the battleship is cleared or pushed directly into the sea.

The real problem now is the three high-ranking powerhouses among the enemies who easily break through the defense.

Once one of them got rid of the predecessor of Adric Academy or the pure white Holy See elite all the way, the dangerous balance would be suddenly broken.The consequences could be disastrous!

It’s just that the weakest of the three enemies has the peak power of a high-level magician. Even if they go, they can only help disastrously, so the girl can only suppress her anxiety and pray silently to the goddess of victory in her heart. Favorite.

In fact, the battlefield situation on the left and right is very stable.

The mysterious power lodged in Nero's right hand completely restrained the venomous summons of the black-robed creatures. No matter what degree of poison or corrosive liquid, it could not cause even a tiny bit of damage to the huge ghost hand in blue.

With the continuous casting of Nero’s left-hand ritual dagger and the timely assistance of five little guys, they firmly suppressed the opponent. Now the black-robed monster is only relying on the instinct of a beast and its rich combat experience. Just hold on-even so.Its attack still had a huge impact on the surrounding area.The vegetation quickly withered, and the venom on the ground also silted into yellow-green ponds...

Franken on the right is evenly divided with the rickety shaman who is far superior to the average senior high-level magician.It is not that Franken's magical attainments have reached that amazing level. In fact, although he did not know when he successfully advanced to a high-level magician, even if there are countless research materials and Xiwei's guidance as accumulation.Compared with senior high-level magician.His strength must be much worse.

But the strongest ability of a rickety shaman is not an elemental totem.It was all kinds of curses and head-down techniques, and Franken was deeply immersed in curses in order to crack the source of the plague.In addition, this guy was originally a skeleton mage who practiced undead magic, and ordinary curses were of no use to him. Moreover, Claude also used the ghost effect to disturb the enemy on the side, and even played against the opponent as a newcomer. impressive.

The most severe one is actually Zhongyang First Road.

The footsteps of the non-human mage only paused for a while and then moved on. At present, the two strongest in the entire Adric – the youngest Templar in the history of the pure white church, the holy silver sword Ji Fu Lei, and nearly five hundred years ago Stepped into the realm of the legendary great mage, leaving a rich and colorful treasure of Lange in the entire history of mankind. Fett, one of the three sages-they couldn't stop the seemingly ordinary footsteps of the other side. !

"Can't the angel's power stop him..."

Frei panted and looked at the inhuman mage who was approaching step by step.

Her right hand was constantly trembling because of the force of the counter-shock, and the tiger's mouth was also shattered, and blood kept flowing down the hilt of the sword of victory.If it hadn't been for the white and slender hands of the angel behind her to help hold it, I'm afraid she couldn't even lift the sword now.

"That is not an ordinary wind element, but a specialized wind element."

Fett also looked at the opponent's tangled face with a complicated expression: "The usual wind element does not have this sticky characteristic."

The enemy's combat effectiveness should have surpassed the category of high-level magicians and reached the true meaning of great magicians.

But five hundred years have passed, plus the body is no longer, Fett’s strength has dropped again and again. Now the level of a high-level magician can be considered luck, plus a swordsman who can barely be called a rank four, even When the Winged Angel was turned on, Fu Lei, who was at a considerable distance from the Rank 5 Sword Saint, was normal if the two couldn't beat each other.

"The wind element after the specialization...I can only think of that one."

With the sword passed down from generation to generation by the Templar Knights, Frye reluctantly stood up from the ground with a bitter expression on her face.

"Bringer of the wind, the Green family."

"You run first, there is no chance of winning if you continue to stay here." The girl with a double ponytail suddenly said to Frey: "If it's just for reinforcement, there is no need to pay for her life here."

"Sorry, Knight Medley has no options for perfidy."

Fu Lei smiled bitterly and pointed the sword at the inhuman mage: "In this way, that guy Xiwei will owe me another favor."

"So you plan to let him pay for it? I remember that the knight does not need to obey the ascetic monk's prohibition on marrying..."

The corners of Fett's mouth were slightly tilted, and he made a joke, then re-formed his face and opened his wings. The scattered feathers began to turn into countless light spots, floating and sublimating towards the sky.

"But I'd better advise you to leave quickly... I can't guarantee that I can avoid you for the next attack."

"What are you doing?!" Frei asked in surprise as she watched the girl gradually disappear from her toes.

"Liberate myself, give him the life Xiwei gave me, and complete my final mission."

Fett's ponytail flew up with the disappearance of his body, leaving Frey with a poignant back: "In this case, even the great magician..."

"Stop it!"

Although Frey yelled anxiously, Fett did not waver at all.

Until another magical power suddenly rises.

The tentacles on the face of the non-human mage were stretched straight as if they had been electrocuted, and in the next instant, the wind element all over his body blew it back thirty meters!

This is his first action other than forward!

It is precisely because of this that he successfully avoided the fatal blow.

That was a huge fist that appeared out of thin air from the void-the fist of the void emperor.

Unlike the previous momentum, the current Void Emperor's Fist has become more concealed, concentrating all the power of the aftermath that had spread out to one point, making it more powerful than before.

Afterwards, that huge fist slowly spread out, revealing the figure that was emptied in it.

"I don't remember saying that I would let you die for the college."

He leaped from Gaboga's palm and looked around the messy academy, with a faint sullen expression on his face: "So, are you ready to die? Monster cubs."

Dean, come here.(To be continued...)