"We wait. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Morin stared at the tumbling dust storm and said dryly.

In fact, he is also very bottomless in his heart, but his nerves are thicker than Marcas.

If Firth was only an advanced mage (fourth to sixth order), a few of them might be able to help a little, but Minelma said that Fez was at least a high-level mage above the seventh order, and he really didn't know what to do.

Just looking at the lightning bolts in the tumbling dust storm, they can split them into powder at will, which is what they can do.

If the old man of the moon could take care of herself, it might be a good choice to pray to her old man, but unfortunately her prayers never worked. The boy pursed his lips, afraid that Marcus would collapse again, and did not dare to reveal his true state of mind.

"How long will this shield last?" asked Morin.

In the current situation, being able to avoid being affected by the battle as much as possible is the greatest help for Minelma.

"This is one of Master Yuta's best alchemy works, and if it doesn't take too strong a shock, it can be maintained as long as there is a supply of mana. As he spoke, Marcus spread out his hand, only to see a small pale blue magic array lying quietly in the palm of his hand, and a trace of light emanated from the array, converging on the surrounding shields.

Morin breathed a sigh of relief: "In other words, how many stones like the one just flew can be supported?"

He was most afraid that this shield would only dissipate after a few breaths.

Marcas nodded: "But there must be a supply of mana, I used a lot of mana just now." ”

"Can I supply the magic?" asked Morin.

"Yes!" Marcus hurriedly handed the magic array to Morin, who also knew that Morin's mana capacity was much larger than his.

Feeling that he could indeed inject magic power into the array, Mo Lin finally had some confidence in his heart. Marcus was born in the great noble family of the Gesok Empire, and he carried such a magical alchemy shield with him, the young man had only read about it in the records, and as for the output of magic power, he had "Maureen Calland's small puddle of magic power", and a full pit of magic power was enough.

Thanks to another gold coin from Daddy Pike, the puddle will be filled.

It was only a short time before Merlin took over the array, and a few more pieces of rubble smashed on the shield, but it was nothing compared to the previous boulder, and the shield did not even flicker, protecting several people steadily.

Seeing that they didn't have to worry about being smashed into pulp by flying stones for the time being, they all breathed a sigh of relief and began to worry about the battle situation.

They watched nervously at the tumbling dust storm, but except for Tierna, the others could only see lightning like a frenzied serpent, and the occasional frost sword aura piercing through the dust almost slashed against their shields, and in an instant crackled and fell all over the ice edges.

"Minelma, she's so much better than she was a year ago!" said Merlin.

The boy remembered that when Minerma and Teacher Onorom rescued herself from the hands of that vicious old man in the Gangdi Forest last summer, although her sword aura was cold, it was far less powerful and magnificent than it was now, and judging from that sword aura alone, there was less gorgeous arrogance and more strength and tenacity.

"Yes, my sister has not been stimulated this year, and her training is like a death...... "Marcas muttered: "Although she used to be diligent, she was still very particular about various habits, such as dessert after dinner and weekend bathing, but when I went to see her this year, she was either training or reading, and sometimes she didn't even comb her hair......"

"Do you think she can beat Feth......" Marcus worried.

"She's in a good situation right now, she's been rushing to ......," Tilna looked into the duststorm.

"You don't have to defeat Fez," said Aeno on the side, "just drag the professors of the academy to rush over, we are so close to the academy, such a fierce battle will definitely be noticed by the professors in the academy." As long as other professors arrive, we'll be safe. ”

Marcas perked up and suddenly felt hope.

But when he heard this, Morin's heart sank, and he was thinking about it.

Why haven't the other professors from the college arrived yet?

Such a fierce battle, such a violent fluctuation of magic power, if a few of them didn't notice it because they were in the illusion arranged by Fez, why didn't the professors of the academy notice it either? For an existence like Professor Anna, it should be a moment to get here, couldn't so many teachers in Iluvita actually notice this battle that took place outside the boundaries of the academy?

"It's a cage of life. Maureen said heavily, remembering what he had seen.

"What is a cage of life?" Barron asked.

"It is a legendary magical barrier, and it is described in the record that unless you kill the person who activated the barrier, nothing can leave, not people, all kinds of elemental matter, light, sound, or even magic. That's why the magic here is getting more and more agitated, and the dust is getting denser and denser. ”

"So the teachers in our house can't find out—" Equino whispered.

"-Be careful!" exclaimed Tierna.

She saw that in the midst of the dust storm, Fez's noticed them somehow, and felt that she couldn't defeat Minerma for a while, so she actually grabbed a gap and raised her hand to cast a fire snake in this direction, the four-ring magic [Fire Serpent Technique].

With the help of the magic card on the title page of the rune, he was able to complete the spell almost instantly.

The lifelike fiery snake swam out of the dust storm, its whole body burning with red flames, and it opened its bloody mouth and bit the shields of several people.

Burst into a red glow.

The shield is not broken!

Merlin clutched the magic array tightly, and the magic power in his body flowed into it rapidly, and the rest of the people couldn't help but turn pale.

Seeing that it had not been able to break through the thin shield, the fiery snake was also stunned for a moment, and then became furious, as if feeling that its majesty had been questioned, and actually wrapped itself around the shield at once, burning it with its red flame while wrapping it tightly with its body, while its long snake teeth kept hitting the shield.

Under the pressure, the shield flickered, and Merlin hurriedly drew a large amount of magic from the small puddle and sent it to the array in his hand, and finally reluctantly stalemate.

Minelma breathed a sigh of relief in the midst of the battle.

She couldn't help a few teenagers at this time, so she could only oppress Faith as much as possible, so that he could no longer have his hands free to deal with a few people.

It must be attacked, only attacked.

Once again, she swung her blood-colored greatsword and slashed at Fez, the frost sword aura roaring across the earth like a winter wind.

But through the dust, Faith smiled eerily at her.

"Be careful—!" cried the Vesdemonic again.

She saw that Firth did not fend off Minerma, but instead raised his right hand and shook it at them.

The fiery serpent wrapped around the shield suddenly loosened, and was held in the air like a whip by Feith, raised high, and then slammed into their shield.

The shield wailed, and the core array in Merlin's hand shattered into dust.

The shield was broken.

Wind and sand poured in with flames.

Minerma appeared in front of them, and the light edge of the blood-colored sword split the fiery serpent in half.

She looked solemnly at the sandstorm.

A vague figure appeared in the dust.

Faith was slowly walking towards them until even Morin could see it clearly.

They took a breath of cold air in unison, and the stirring sand and dust poured into their mouths.

Feith's body was almost cut in half, from his left shoulder to his waist, and it looked weird empty.

What's even more bizarre is that there is not a trace of blood flowing out of the terrifying wound, but you can see the wriggling organs, and a faint black mist permeates those wounds.

"Are you all dead?!" Minerma held her sword in front of several teenagers.

She remembered that in the Gangdi Forest last summer, the old man was still able to move despite her shattering of his bones, and the current situation was so similar that she couldn't find a reasonable explanation other than the dead.

"Of course not, at least not me. Faith stood in front of several people, a bottle of green potion floated out of his hand, spilled directly on the wound, I don't know what kind of potion it was, and after a while, the left half of his body actually grew back, including a childish-looking arm.

There was no clothing to cover it, and the immature arm and half of his chest were exposed, which contrasted sharply with the chubby figure on the other side, making people feel indescribably frightened.

"Young people never know how horrible the accumulation of thousands of years is. He smiled.

"The Holy Law Enforcement Team is already on its way, and you can't escape. Minerma said coldly.

"I admit that your strength is beyond my estimates, the information I have gathered is based on your performance in the Academy Tournament last year, although I have tried to improve my judgment of your progress and potential, I really did not expect that you to touch that mortal line in just one year. ”

Maureen's eyes lit up.

The line of mortal world refers to the separation between the ninth and tenth orders of the professional, and for Minerma, it is the separation between the high-level warrior and the great warrior, don't look at the difference between the two orders, the strength of the two can be said to be the difference between heaven and earth. After the establishment of the Holy Alliance, it was clearly required that even if there was a local war conflict between countries, no professionals of the tenth rank and above would be allowed to participate in the war.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster of life and war at every turn.

Therefore, those who have reached the tenth rank will only fight against chaos to protect the fire of order, and will not appear on the battlefield within the order race and country.

Therefore, the separation between the ninth and tenth orders is called the mortal line.

In this way, there should be no problem for Minelma to protect herself, and the rest is how to save their lives.

The boy spun his head quickly.

"But even so," Faith said, "how are you going to keep these little imps?"

"After all, you're just a warrior, and there's no way you're going to put armor on these imps. He summoned the rune title page in his hand again.

Minelma gritted her teeth.

She didn't know that once she left Merlin's side, Fez's magic would immediately kill several people who had lost their shield protection remotely through magic. Even if she had been guarding their side, it would have been difficult to protect them in such a range, and then her activities would be restricted, and she would lose her greatest advantage against Fez.

Morin's heart sank, and he saw that Faith was about to cast his magic again.

Marcas's face turned pale, and Aeno gripped Morin's hand tightly.

"Minerma, Feth must have an accomplice, most likely his superior, you have to be careful!" Morin shouted, he was also distracted, he just wanted to tell Minelma this information.

That's why he came to Minelma in the first place.

Faith must have an accomplice, and most likely his superiors!

Minelma was still staring at Fez, trying to find some chance.

She had a hunch that Faith had an accomplice. After all, this magical enchantment of the life cage could not have been engraved here by him alone, someone must have done it for him, and the best case scenario was that they had prepared this enchantment a long time ago just in case, so that his accomplices would most likely not be near Iluvita. Worst case scenario, they've only recently completed this magical barrier, which is specifically designed to deal with her, so that his accomplices are lurking around.

I just don't know why Maureen is so sure that it's Fez's superior.

Minelma didn't think much of it, but Feth suddenly became a little interested.

"How can you be sure that I have an accomplice, and you still say that I am my superior?"

Hearing Faith suddenly speak, Morin suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Hmm, hurry up and think about how the villains in those storybooks ended up? How did those protagonists defeat the Great Demon King? First filter out a bunch of people who win the enemy by love and influence the enemy by words, it's even more unreliable than praying to the moon god, and then filter out a bunch of people who win the enemy by sudden outburst of strength, this can be expected Minelma, as for himself, no matter how much he breaks out, there is no hope.

What's left...... What's left is that those villains talk too much.,As a result, more powerful people rushed to kill them.,Or accidentally leaked some weaknesses and flaws, etc., and the hero seized the opportunity to kill them!

It seems that the current situation can go in this direction.

The young man's mind instantly rehearsed the script several times: "Not only do I know this, but I also know that you have different divisions of labor between your superiors and subordinates!"

"Huh?" Fez, stunned, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise.

"Your superiors are generally responsible for planning tasks, and your subordinates are responsible for the specific execution...... "and I know that the manuscript and the cane were taken by you, so you have a superior who is responsible for planning." ”

"I took the cane, because I didn't keep a record of my entry and exit from Honoro's office or your dormitory......" Faith muttered to himself, his brow furrowed slightly, "But how can you be sure that I took the manuscript?"

"Because the manuscript is on me!" Morin laughed, feeling the breath of Faith when he saw the lost manuscript with his special ability, and knew that the manuscript was with Faith, and although the manuscript disappeared for some reason, Faith certainly did not know that he could "see" the manuscript.

Daddy Pike said that he had to disrupt the scene to fish in troubled waters, no, he was taking advantage of the chaos.

"Impossible!" Firth asserted, but his face was full of suspicion.

"What's impossible, those things from superiors and subordinates, you know, are all seen in that manuscript!" Morin smiled and said, "Otherwise, how would I know these things? Since you have to protect your secrets by killing people and destroying corpses at every turn, where can there be other things that can let me know this?"

Fez's face changed again, and Merlin actually saw a trace of panic on his face, although he didn't know why Fez's panicked, the young man still said with a smile:

"Scared, aren't you?"

Before the words fell, Faith burst out!

The title page of the rune flickered slightly, and several violent thunderbolts slashed towards several teenagers.

Minermati sword blocked.

The lightning and light were staggered, the frost bursting from her sword body was suppressed in front of her, her long golden hair was flying behind her, and she had to resist Feith's magic head-on in order to protect several teenagers from harm, which seemed very difficult, and she couldn't take care of it all in this way.

At this moment, the title page of Fez's rune flickered again.

Oops, Minerma's heart shuddered.

Before the electric light dissipated, Faith grabbed Morin from afar with a [Spell Hand], and before Barron and the others around Merin had time to react, they had already pulled Morin in front of him, and only Eminor kept holding Morin's hand and was pulled to Faith's feet.

Everyone froze.

"Stop!" Marcus screamed.

"Don't-!" exclaimed Tierna.

"How dare you—!" Barron roared.

Minermar finally blocked the lightning, and looked at Maureen and Aeno who were controlled by Fez's side, her cold eyes became empty and lost their lustre, and a heart seemed to fall forever in the endless dark abyss.

Again, because of carelessness and pride, she failed to protect the teenager.

This time, there was no Honorom to help her, and no druid's herbs to help her recover.

She wanted to rush up and slash out her anger, her anger at herself.

But Maureen and Aeno were still in Fez's hands.

Faith didn't kill both at once.

With Morin and Emino by his side, he wasn't afraid of Minerma's rash move.

He grabbed Morin's arm with his right hand, and his newborn immature left hand searched through Morin's robe, as if he really wanted to check if the manuscript was on the boy's body.

And it was only then that Maureen reacted to what had happened.

He said that the manuscript was on him, on the one hand, it was simply to disrupt the conversation, and on the other hand, he thought that if Faith had any suspicions, he would want to keep them "all corpses", and probably not use too powerful magic to blast them to pieces, and Minerma would have much easier.

But who would have thought that he would actually pull himself directly to his side.

And the teenager was completely unprepared.

Seeing that Faith took himself as a hostage and was about to search himself, Morin, who was immobilized by magic, hurriedly racked his brains to think about what to say next, since Faith was suspicious, maybe he would not kill himself immediately if he didn't find the manuscript, and he still had a chance to delay time.

If it really doesn't work, he is prepared for the worst, at least not to be reduced to a bargaining chip that can be used to blackmail Minerma.

But once again, his ring marks burned.

After a few months, under the silver ring at the base of Morin's middle finger, the small black mark, like the mark of a ring mark, once again came with a burning sting.

At the same time, two black flames wrapped around Feith's arm.