Chapter 485: Where is the hope (1)

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In the Imperial College, a bloody, high-lying wall was razed to the ground, and the ruins of the broken wall were everywhere, stained with mottled blood.
Death, shrouded in this once peaceful land.
Yaozu...
It is still pouring in.
In this battle, countless deaths and injuries, half of the students in the Imperial College died, all the mentor, all dereliction of duty.
The scarred dean, with the still surviving students, retired to the college's training field, his white robes, had been stained with blood, and the kind face was torn open by the demon's claws. One eye was also caught.
The dean held the staff in his hand and stopped in front of the gate of the martial arts field. Behind him, thousands of exhausted students were exhausted.
Outside the martial arts field, countless demon people, surrounded by the group, a squeaking snoring sounded through everyone's eardrum, a strong smell mixed with the devil's stench, permeated in the air.
"Hey!" The high-level demon occupies the exit of the martial arts field, and under the scream of a scream, there are always the demon people who want to rush into the gate of the martial arts field.
The dean clenched the root of the tooth, and the staff in his hand continuously released the faint magic light wave, hitting and hitting again... Repelling the enchanted enchanted, the magic was almost exhausted, when the demon rushed again He held up the staff in his hand and directly flew the squad that had been thrown up, but his body was torn off by the demon.
A large expanse of blood emerged from the wound of the dean, and gathered along his robes at his feet.
The students behind him were red-eyed, and death and despair were enshrouded in the hearts of each of them.
It is already exhausted.
The spirits of the magicians have been exhausted, and the pale face is faint.
"Hey!" The high-level demon sent an angry roar to the dean who prevented them from advancing.
The dean looked at the demon, who looked straight ahead without fear. He said, "I want to move my students, unless I step on my body!" The staff in the hands fell on the ground. Dying into the hard ground.
A white light spread from the body of the dean, and the white smog of the light was lingering between the staff and the dean. In an instant, the light swelled and the rapidly spreading light covered the entire martial arts field. !
In an instant, all the Yaozu who rushed into the training martial arts were shocked!
Shield of Light.
As the dean of the light magician, he exhausted his last strength and summoned a powerful shield of light to guard the students behind him.
The powerful Shield of Light blocked the offense of the Yaozu, and the screams of anxious sounds screamed, claws and fangs, and numerous attacks slammed on the shield of light, trying to break this defense.
But the shield of the light that carries the last hope of the people is sturdy and defends the dignity of the Dean of the Imperial College.
The panicked students, looking at the huge shield of light, showed a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Of course...
When their eyes fell on the vicissitudes of the dean and the tall back, everyone’s eyes were red in an instant.
Supporting the shield of light is not the magic of the dean, but his life...
The body wrapped under the robes slid at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, the dean seemed to be ten years old, and the dry wrinkles covered every inch of the skin.