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In the Caihai Academy, a heart-rending chill is filled with air.
Since the appearance of the priesthood, such a chilling atmosphere has emerged, as if the other party is not a saint who is compassionate, but a brave and warlike soldier, so that Agulola and Laksa continue to retreat.
"He... who is he? What does he want?"
Laksa and Agulola cuddled each other and spit out timid words.
The words of Laksa seem to have caused the priesthood to notice her, turn her head and look at the past.
"Is it unrelated to the general public?"
The priesthood is like saying this without feelings.
"I didn't expect that there would be a common citizen and the existence of the 12th. It should be said that it is really a Mozu SAR?"
The tone of the sect of the priesthood does not seem to be feeling at all, but rather like being cast aside.
"Whether, even if it is an unexpected situation, since it is in the same stream as the Mozu, it must be quite conscious."
The self-talking priests stopped their own steps.
"...!"
However, seeing the other side stop, Agulola was actually stimulated.
"凪沙!"
Agulola pushed the sand to the force.
"Yeah!"
Under the circumstance, Zhangsha directly sent out sorrow.
However, Laksa should be thankful.
because...
"Hey!"
Almost at the same time, the burly priests broke through the ground under their feet, and set off a strong wind, with an astonishing speed that their body can never be assaulted, like a fierce gunfire, bursting out.
In the blink of an eye, I came to Agulola.
"Hey!"
Blood light, appearing in the next moment.
It was the sacred priest who waved the battle axe in his hand and ruthlessly opened the large pieces of blood provoked by the body of Agulola.
"Oh...! ah...!"
Agurola couldn't help but scream, and the petite body was opened with a shocking sensation. The wound from the shoulder to the flank, sprinkled a lot of blood.
"Agulola!"
The sand that was driven away by Agulola and escaped, saw this scene and screamed.
And the culprit that caused all this to happen...
Hey?
Like an accident, the priesthood held a bloodied battle axe and showed some horror.
"Oh... ah ah...!"
I saw that Agulola, who was suffering from a fatal injury from the average person, was squatting and receding. The blood sprinkled on his body suddenly violated the laws of physics. As time goes by, he returned to the body of Agulola and let Agulola The shocking wounds are also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white skin appears quickly, leaving no trace.
That is the regenerative power of the vampire.
However, it is a level that the average vampire can't match anyway.
"The extent of the injury actually recovered completely, even the elders of the third generation and the royal family of the second generation could not do it."
The priesthood is like evaluating the value of Agulola, and there is still no joy or sadness.
"It turns out that even if it is only one-twelfth of the true ancestors, it still has to be above the ordinary blood race. This cursed power is now purified by me."
Saying, the priesthood once again played out the unpredictable speed of normal people, and charged to Agurola, as a ruthless killer, slammed the battle axe.
Looking at the tomahawk approaching at an astonishing speed, the fear in the heart of Agurola's retreat finally broke out.
then...
"boom----!"
A magical horror rose from the body of Agulola, expanding like an explosion.
"...!"
The ruthless priesthood changed his face and had not had time to close his hand. The whole person was swallowed by the magical torrent that exploded, and was blown like garbage.
But this is only the beginning.
When the priesthood rolled involuntarily to the ground, bathed in the magical wind, and rolled all the way out, behind a guarana, a beast appeared.
It is a crystal-cleared ice-winged demon bird, and the natural disaster that the sea can freeze.
"The twelfth beast of the fourth true ancestor--"alreschaglacies of the enchantress!"
The priesthood instantly recognized the true face of this beast.
However, it is already too late.
"Hey...!"
At the moment when "The Ice of the Devil" was summoned, whether it was the atmosphere, the earth or the surrounding school buildings, it began to freeze into ice.
The surrounding area quickly turned into an ice sheet.
Of course, the priesthood is also the first to bear the brunt of the cold wind and body like the wind of death, and the temperature of the body is instantly taken away.
On his body, under the robe, a set of armor is shining with brilliance in an attempt to expel and chill.
However, even the brilliance of the armor seems to be frozen, and the glory of the priests begins to freeze.
"I can't even resist the protective enchantment of my holy armor...!?"
The priesthood’s face changed and finally realized the terrible enemy.
but...
"well."
The priest began to show a happy expression and a pleasant voice.
"To this extent, you can become a sacrifice for me."
With that said, the priesthood shouted loudly.
"Come on! Justaruti!"
The shout of the priesthood immediately called a figure.
It’s a cloak with a knee-length cloak. It doesn’t have much sense of existence. It looks like Agurola’s dream. It has long straight blue hair and light blue eyes. It’s like a doll’s face. Then there is no girl with the slightest expression.
Seeing this girl, Agurola showed a surprised expression.
The priesthood did not hesitate to order.
"Give her compassion, Yastaluti."
The voice is falling...
"Command acceptance."
The girl named Astaruti gave her faceless expression, like a mechanical opening.
"Execute" - "Rose's fingertips (rododaktylos)."
Accompanied by such words, behind the small body of Yastaluti, the clothes broke.
From the too weak back of Ystaluti, an amazing magic was liberated and turned into an arm.
Yes.
That is an arm.
An extremely huge, like a giant, than the girl's body does not know how many times, the whole body presents a clear white arm with a white color.
Seeing this arm, Agulola widened his eyes.
"The beast...!"
That is the girl's beast.
And it was what Agurola had heard about, the beast of the sinister sinner that was mentioned in the face of Luo Zhen that month - "the giant arm of the white rainbow."
At this point, Agulola finally understood.
The person who attacked himself was the magical perpetrator who slaughtered the Mozu on the string island.
The beast that appeared from behind the girl named Astarutti opened her hand and caught the deadly coldness on the way.
Then, those chills were all absorbed by the huge hands.
"Swallowed my magic...!?"
Agulola was scared.
The arm that swallowed the magic of Agulola trembled fiercely, as if it could not withstand the enormous power, so that the expressionless face of Astararti also appeared painful.
In this regard, the priesthood does not care.
"Continue to engulf her, Astaruti."
Hearing, Yastaluti lowered his eyes.
"Command acceptance."
Said, Astaruti manipulated the beast and continued to devour the magic of Agulola.
The two sides are so deadlocked.
Not found at all, on the side, the sand shivered and took out the phone, found the first name in the top of his address book, helpless and weeping dialed.
