Chapter 80: Foreign internship (ten)

Thawing is not an easy task.
But besides Dilling, they were all well-known magicians and sacrifices, so it was not that difficult for them to do this simple thing.
As the ice wrapped around Ning Ya stripped off layer by layer, the expressions on all the faces became more and more dignified.
The crimson mantra covered Ningya's body like dense insects, and he did not let go of his face.
Dilling looked in front of him, only to feel creepy. Not everything is sacred when crowned with the word God, at least what he sees is extremely offensive.
"Be careful!" Myron suddenly drank.
Ning Ya suddenly opened her eyes, her limbs struggling violently.
Seeing him writhing in pain, Di Lin felt uncomfortable in his heart. If it were not for the great pain, the quiet Sven teenager who was good at hiding and patience would never show such an expression.
Hope asked impatiently, "What now?"
Myron and Willer's expressions were also unsightly.
"Baptism with God!" Myron yelled at Willer.
At this time, Viller simply did not allow any room for thinking, and immediately chanted the baptismal spell of God.
Mellon glanced at Hyde.
Hyde raised an eyebrow indifferently.
it is more than words.
Mellon let go of Ning Ya's restraint and sang the spell intently.
Ning Ya's struggles are getting bigger and bigger.
Hope's enchantment was finally broken. As Hyde condenses into a fiery red enchantment, as if the flames were burning in flames, they surrounded Ningya.
Ning Ya was unaware of the surrounding fire, and after breaking Hope's enchantment, she rushed towards the flame.
Dilling's complexion changed, clenching his teeth to gather water elements, blocking the outer circle of the flame, forming a new enchantment.
He seemed to feel his nervousness, and Hyde let go of the flame enchantment.
Boom.
Ning Ya's body hit heavily on the water enchantment that Dilling hurriedly composed.
This is the first time that Dilling has used the water system enchantment, without any skills, but subconsciously uniting each water element together to solidify it into a hard wall of water.
The impact of Ning Ya suddenly deformed the water wall.
"The nature of water is soft," Hyde said suddenly.
soft?
Dilling under Ning Ya's constant collisions, he had a hard time thinking about what Hydein was suggesting.
The wall of water was getting thinner and thinner, and Ning Ya's face full of mantras protruded forward little by little from the wall of water, stinging and evil.
Willer and Myron kept pouring the baptism of God on him, only causing him to tremble with a shout.
Hyde frowned as he looked at Hope, who had already done his best, and set up a red enchantment with a faint red light outside the water wall.
The red enchantment covered Ning Ya's face, allowing Dilin's thoughts to quickly gather.
Water, tenderness, attributes ...
Three words keep spinning in my head ... rotating? !!
The water vortex magic that Kevin once used suddenly came to mind.
Dilling couldn't wait to think about it. The water element in his brain, which had frozen and solidified into a strong wall, slowly turned clockwise.
Ning Ya was caught off guard and was tilted to the right, but quickly stood up straight and rushed back again. When Shuijiejie turned, he took strength to remove his impulse, and locked him firmly in the middle.
Hyde nodded in satisfaction and closed the enchantment.
Willer and Myron accelerated their chanting.
Two white lights kept falling on Ning Ya's body.
Ning Ya growled frantically, her gray hair fluttered and her body twisted into a weird posture. The scarlet mantra was as dazzling as fire, making people shudder.
Dilling couldn't help closing his eyes.
Wind rumbling.
Gradually, Ning Ya's voice went away from her ear, and the water element seemed to have spun off from his command, spontaneously spinning. The faint and rare wind elements emerged little by little, but they were too fast, and before he reacted, they disappeared from the place again.
The back was patted lightly.
Dilin reluctantly opened his eyes and found everyone else looking at him with approbation and suspicion.
Ning Ya has passed out.
He hurriedly dispelled the water element, and went straight for the familiar blue eyes.
The warm breath suddenly struck the right cheek, and Hyde trickled into the ear due to the unique noise of the wind through the noise of the wind.
"The sandstorm has arrived."
Myron and Hope joined forces to put Ningya back into the coffin.
Seeing that he was worried, Mellon wrote in the air with lighting: sleeping, no problem.
Dilling breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to step forward to investigate, his left hand had been dragged out by Hyde.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, dust and sand rushed over like waves, shaving the cheeks.
Hyde leaned to his side and stood in front of him.
Dillin clenched his palm subconsciously, and walked forward hard.
At this time, no one thought of using enchantment, because if the tree wall could not stop the sandstorm, they must use space magic immediately. No one knows how much mental energy is consumed by space magic.
Dilling felt that the water enchantment just consumed one third of his mental strength, and was slightly tired.
Hyde stopped suddenly, and a red enchantment wrapped them around.
The wind and sand were blocked out of the enchantment, and even the sound of the wind became absent.
Dilling said in shock: "Tutor?"
"Sleep here for a while." Hyde sat down.
Dilling looked around. They stood exactly on a small soil slope, and they could clearly see the tall tree wall erected in the front and the black sand dust emerging from the tree wall. Soldiers and magicians involved in space magic rushed around around the slope. Other wizards have stood behind the tree wall as a second line of defense. In contrast, they were as if they were unrelated to passersby.
He sat down slowly, his guilt spreading.
"When the front is over, I call you," Hyde said.
"Are you sure you want to lose?" The anxiety that had been suppressed for a long time couldn't help asking.
Hyde raised his lips slightly. "As long as space magic succeeds, you don't lose."
"..." Even after admitting that he liked him, Dilling felt he couldn't see him through. Knowing exactly what the other party was like, he was still at ease, without any tension at all. He had no idea whether he was well-informed or conscious.
"Do you like to sleep with your eyes open?" Hyde gave him a sideways glance.
Dilling said, "I want to leave a letter to my father." He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that his father would be sad for it. Although he knew his father would understand himself, he would surely survive the blow.
"You can tell him in person during the holiday."
Dilling looked at him sideways.
Hyde said with a smile: "Aren't you asking me to be a guest at Shammanil? Isn't that a joke?"
"No." Dilling bowed his head, looking at his knees, bearded, and raised his head again. "I will definitely ask you to drink coffee at my house."
"Well."
Dilling expelled all the messy thoughts in his mind, wrapped his hands around his knees, rested his head on his arms, and closed his eyes. Halfway through sleep, his shoulders seemed to be gently flicked, his head involuntarily leaned to the left, fell into a warm embrace, and his long fingers gently rubbed his temples.
Exhaustion and comfort made him too lazy to open his eyes. Anyway, even without opening his eyes, he knew who this embrace belonged to.
I don't know how long it is, time seems to be forbidden.
Dilling knew that he was not asleep from beginning to end, but his mental strength was slowly recovering.
"Hurry up," Hyde said suddenly.
Dillin opened his eyes reluctantly, then straightened up.
The tree wall had been drowned by the black sand, and the magicians swept back one by one like the birds of shock. Several of them flew slowly and disappeared into the dust instantly.
Dilling looked cold.
He didn't know if the disappearing magicians would survive, he only knew that they had no way back.
"Let's go," Hyde said lazily.
Dillin took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. By the time he stood up, his mind had abandoned all thoughts.
He told himself that it was a war.
-Just a war.
Heiden and Dilling joined hands and went down the dirt slope.
Brandry and Melina are waiting for the wizards of the Guild of Magic and St. Padres Academy. The wild wind and sand blew their mage robes, but everyone stood upright, and from the gesture, they could not see any flinching and panic. The magicians known for their mental strength always know how to adjust their emotions better and faster.
"Stand." Melina used magic to transmit her voice to everyone's ears.
In fact, without her saying, all magicians have spontaneously moved.
The situation is already in full swing. There is no hesitation or daze at this time. The only thing in their minds at this moment is to do what they can do.
Dilling's position is close to Heidein, only one step away. He stood in position and was about to let go of the hand he had been holding, but felt a stronger grip coming from the other's palm.
Space magic begins.
He didn't have extra time to think, but just silently grasped the hand he was about to release.
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