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"Try this magic candy, you're a Muggle, you've never eaten anything so fun. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The little fat man bought some strange delicacies on the train and began to entertain Wang Yan warmly.

"Little fat man, can you please call me a Muggle?" Wang Yan said in protest as he ate those strange tastes.

"Because you're a Muggle in the first place. The little fat man smiled heartlessly, knocking on the candy grains. These things, usually he is reluctant to buy. But in order to entertain this Muggle from afar, he still gave some blood.

"So, you major in flame magic?" After Wang Yan chatted with him for half an hour, this heartless little fat man even gave his old bottom to Wang Yan.

The little fat man said with a firm face: "Fire magic is the most handsome and powerful magic. Muggle brother, it's not me blowing with you. I'm going to do my best to use a fireball that is as powerful as a rocket projectile. ”

"With your strength, this kind of powerful magic won't be used a few times, right?"

"How is that possible? What do you know as a Muggle? When we get to the Academy, we'll go to the shooting range and show you what to see. The little fat man said unconvinced, "By the way, at the beginning of the new semester, there is just a senior who will give the performance test to the new students." I'll show you Muggles, what a child of a little flame is!"

The Little Flame Son is the nickname that this little fat man gave himself.

With such an awkward nickname, Wang Yan's eyelids burst out, and he said insincerely: "Okay, I'm looking forward to your performance." ”

The little fat man slapped his chest with a crackle, saying that he would definitely make Wang Yan's muggle stunned and let him see what real fire magic was.

"That's right. Wang Yan's brows twitched slightly, and he knocked on the magic candy that would jump in his mouth and said, "Is our train safe?

"There have been a few times in history. The little fat man thought for a moment and said, "Muggle brother, don't worry, if you really encounter an attack, I will protect you." ”

Right now.

A black monster swept in from a distance, slammed into the train glass. The solid glass was smashed to pieces, and the monster rolled into the train.

"What!?monster attack!?"

The little fat man was stunned and hurriedly took out his magic wand. His hands kept shaking, "Oh my God, it's a gargoyle." ”

Gargoyles!

Crafted from the magic stone obsidian, the monster is pitch black, powerful enough to tear apart tigers and leopards, and has great magic resistance, making it the favorite magical creature of some alchemists to use as their subordinates and armies.

"Wow~mile~hmm~嚟~"

The little fat man stood in front of Wang Yan, dancing the magic array, and his mouth emitted an incomprehensible magic syllable. His magic wand shone brightly, condensing into a scorching fireball.

"Boom!"

A fireball the size of a soccer ball flew out in an arc and slammed into the gargoyle with precision. With a violent explosion, the D-level gargoyle exploded into pieces.

Wang Yan watched silently from the side, this little fat man's qualifications and potential are good. In the face of danger, he was able to react so quickly, and a fireball technique exploded quickly and accurately.

"Damn the Dark Mage. The little fat man complained, and hurriedly shouted, "Muggle brother, follow me, I have to save the younger brothers." ”

The little fat man didn't dare to slack off, and while he killed one gargoyle, more gargoyles had already broken through the window and rushed into the carriage. Don't underestimate D-grade gargoyles, many senior students are only D-level and D+-level strength.

Some students who have just entered the school, or are in the first or second grade, face the gargoyle as if they were ordinary people facing a tiger.

In the next seat, several students in magical robes screamed and ran out, followed by a monstrous gargoyle with its claws grabbing at the top of the last little girl's head.

"Damn, it's too late. The little fat man blushed and his neck was thick, and he recited magic spells at a rapid pace. But he knew that he couldn't save the girl who had just entered school.

Just when the little girl was about to scratch the gargoyle's head, the terrible gargoyle suddenly seemed to have been hit by a spell and froze in mid-air, and the little girl escaped smoothly, stumbling behind the little fat man.

"Fireball!"

The little fat man was so surprised that he didn't have time to think about why the gargoyle suddenly stopped, and a fiery fireball roared out of his wand and exploded the "stupid" gargoyle.

Fragments of shattered obsidian and fireballs flew in all directions, injuring some of the students slightly. But no matter how slightly injured, it is better than being caught by a gargoyle.

The fireball technique is worthy of being the favorite of low-level magicians, and it is powerful enough. With the current C+-level strength of the little fat man, if he changes to other magic, he will definitely not be able to get the gargoyle in one shot.

"Senior Bob is so handsome. "Woo woo ~ Senior Bob, people are going to marry you when they grow up. ”

Some of the rescued juniors and sisters worshipped the little fat man like a divine help, and they were grateful. This made the little fat man, who was still wondering why the gargoyle stopped, instantly burst into blood, and roared with a righteous face, "Everyone follow me, pay attention to the formation, and the senior students protect the junior ones." ”

He strode into the depths of the carriage, and the juniors followed him like gods. His chubby body is like a god and Buddha at this time. The little fat man is so powerful that he is invincible everywhere he passes, and every fireball can explode a gargoyle. He put aside the doubts in his heart, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

In a short period of time, more than 20 juniors and sisters were saved. There are also a few D-level students among them, and with their protection, the students are much safer.

The entire train appears to have been attacked by gargoyles.

Battles unfold everywhere.

The two breaths belonging to A-level powerhouses soared into the sky in the direction of the front of the car, and Lydia's voice was transmitted to each carriage: "All senior students, protect your juniors and sisters, I will deal with that black magician." ”

In the sky, lightning and thunder roared, and magic fluctuated like a tsunami.

"Damn, how could Lydia be on the train?hmm, how could it be, you, you, you're the prophet Saladin!" A gloomy and angry voice came from the sky.

Apparently, the voice was supposed to be the magician behind the attack. The other party obviously didn't expect that there were two A-level magicians hidden on the magic train guarded by only a few B-level mentors.

One of them was Saladin, a descendant of the famous King Solomon.

"Saladin, I'll deal with this dark mage. Lydia continued to cast her magic, bombarding the Dark Mage, "Please save our students." ”

"Don't worry, nothing will happen on the train. Saladin was also very annoyed, he was in the middle of a "love" conversation, but was interrupted by a dark magician, "Let's join forces to kill this garbage." ”

As for the train, he wasn't worried. On the train, there is a child of flames hidden. Even if you go to an S-class magician, you can't get any benefits.

Boom Boom!

There was a deafening roar of magic in the sky, and the strength had reached the level of an A-level magician, and under the attack magic, the momentum was very huge.

Wang Yan didn't pay attention to the battle in the sky, Saladin's guy was a hero, his equipment and magic scrolls were overwhelming, and once he broke out with all his strength, even the half-step S-level had to be weighed.

On the train, several B-level instructors who were guarding the town quickly shook the field and led the students to suppress the gargoyles. Of those gargoyles, a few are B-class, a small percentage are C-class, and the vast majority are D-class. Mentors, naturally, are going to deal with those B-class gargoyles.

The rest of the gargoyles can only be fought by the students themselves. Fortunately, there are also many senior students on this train, and the worst of them have to be D-level, and a few are C-level, and they can still fight with gargoyles.

In the whole process, the most eye-catching thing is the little fat man.

Although the little fat man is only C+-level, he is like a god possessed during the entire rescue process, and each fireball spell can solve a gargoyle, regardless of whether the gargoyle is C-level or D-level.

In a short period of time, he had already saved most of the students and organized a counteroffensive.

Some of the students were both grateful to him, but also thought it was incredible, when did the fireball technique have such power? Even the D-class gargoyles, even the C-class gargoyles were one shot.

Senior Bob, are you possessed by a god of law?

The math brothers and sisters looked at Bob with adoring eyes and shouted his name. Under Bob's leadership, the younger students who can attack magic also rose up to resist like chickens.

Bob was cheering, his blood boiling, like a big hero. He numbly rushed forward, and when he ran into a gargoyle entangled with the students, he fired a fireball.

There were fifteen gargoyles that had died at Bob's hands.

"Help. Wood scrambled out of the other car and into the crowd. Behind him, there were several D-class magicians. Behind them, a huge gargoyle with black aura swooped down on them.

"Damn Wood. ”

"You, you, you, even left us and fled. ”

"It's over, this B-class gargoyle is not something we can deal with. ”

If there is a C+-level Wood, they will dare to fight to the death and support the mentor to come to the rescue. But Wood abandoned them and fled.

The wizards of Wood's sidekicks let out a desperate wail in unison.

"B, B-class gargoyles!?" Bob's chubby body shuddered, it was a monster far superior to him.

"What are you afraid of?" Wang Yanfeng patted him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Give him a fireball technique, and if it doesn't work, he will do it again." ”

Bob felt an inexplicable force gushing out of his body, and rushed forward with a howl as if possessed by a god, "Fireball Technique!"

"Boom!"

The B-class gargoyles are knocked back.

Bob's confidence skyrocketed, and several fireballs burst out like beads.

Something magical happened.

Boom Boom Boom ~ A B-class gargoylee exploded into pieces under several fireballs.

I'll it!

Bob looked at this scene stupidly, could it be, could it be that I, Bob, was really the reincarnation of the Dharma God!?

...... (To be continued.) )