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The white shadow on the tower said slowly, and he raised his eyes to look at the black-pressed army, coming like black clouds piling up in the sky. The white robe did not seem to be stained with dust, as if the purest snow had accumulated on his shoulders.

"Ah, people are so scared." The delicate voice suddenly came from his ears, and the white-robed man looked sideways at the woman who suddenly appeared, just from the voice and her tone, he could guess the identity of the person, not to mention the signboard appearance that she could see at a glance-

He has short dark blue hair, high and delicate eyebrow bones, thin eyebrows and thick eyeshadow covering a pair of deep blue eyes. The pale gold crown is quite extraordinary, both visually and with a faint sense of magic emanating from it. The mage's cloak was draped over his shoulders, and his blue back was covered with gold and magic patterns.

The exposed skin between the cloaks is dazzlingly white, and there are only strands on the whole body to block important parts, revealing a flat lower abdomen and a round navel. Short skirts, stockings, and hopelessly sexual.

College Tutor LeBlanc.

This woman's biggest hobby is to pretend to be coquettish and embarrass the young male tutors of the academy.

Naturally, she is a beauty with a hot figure, coupled with this charming posture and open personality, it is enough to make people crazy, but the white-robed man in front of her behaves lightly.

"Hee-hee, baby, there's nothing to worry about, it's not the first time the lizardmen have attacked." LeBlanc smiled at him.

She was right, the War College at their feet was originally a ruin left by an ancient magical civilization, occupied by a large group of lizardmen. The reason why the location was chosen here is because it is rich in terrifying magic crystal veins, and the dazzling magic crystals are even directly exposed to the surface.

The cost, of course, is that they've been suffering the frenzied revenge of the lizardmen, because this is the sacred place of their kind. However, the magicians of the academy, with the support of the magic turrets and crystal hubs that have risen from the ground, have repelled their surging attacks again and again.

"No, this time...... Something different. ”

The muffled sound of thunder in the dark clouds made him panic, he was not afraid of thunder, he was the great mage Reginard, a high-ranking member of the Council of the War College, not a child.

But as if to confirm his fears, without warning, the tower suddenly began to shake and tilt to one side, the earth trembled, and the crystal hub in the center of the square not far away also shimmered with a flickering light.

He held on to the iron railing tightly, and the magical energy he subconsciously wanted to use seemed to be evacuated from his body in an instant.

"What...... What the? LeBlanc let out a coquettish cry, her white palm tightly gripping the iron bar on the edge of the balcony, at this moment Reginard was not mistaken, LeBlanc's slightly bulging arms showed that she was using the same pure physical strength to stabilize her body.

But suddenly, the magic that filled the body all the time was suddenly pulled and contracted by some kind of force, pulling away from their bodies and returning to the crystal at the source!

The magic crystal has been disturbed.

It was originally filled with the magic of all the magicians of the War Academy, but with the unstable change of the crystal, it was suddenly withdrawn!

Once the source of mana was cut off, now they could only rely on meditation to generate mana. However, that is simply not enough, at least for war.

Not to mention the severance of this source of mana, which made the academy mages who were accustomed to this infinite supply instantly disordered, and the sudden suffocation of mana was fatal to them.

The white-robed mage gasped heavily, he knew that such a crisis was unprecedented!

"Click!"

The metal bars snapped abruptly, the only firm place to support the weight of the body disappeared, and the two fell from the edge of the tower!

A light blue magic light emerged from Reginade's body, and faintly, a feather of an unknown bird slowly descended from between the heavens, surrounding the bodies of the two, and the mage's robe fell lightly from the sky.

"'Offa: Falling Feathers.'"

The white-robed mage breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and in the time he was in the air, he had a full view of the battle situation. Lizardfolk swarmed in swarms from the east side of the War College.

Guarded by three magic towers, all of them statue-like, with an amethyst wand in his right hand and an ironclad warrior in front of him in his left hand, symbolize the acceptance of the War College for those with all kinds of power, and at the same time firmly guard the Academy.

Now, however, these towers, like wand-raising rock guardians, are dead creatures, allowing enemies to pass under their feet.

The defense system has been paralyzed.

The mages stationed there struggled to maintain the barrier, but their magic power was absorbed by the abnormal movement of the crystal hub just now, and the protective barrier that could be summoned was nothing more than paper, which was easily torn apart.

The Lizardmen use their claws, their bows, and even their wands—before they founded the War College, Reginald used powerful spells to teach them what true magic was.

But now, it looks like feng shui is taking turns.

"Everyone! Evacuate to the Apothecary! Fast! Reginad shouted loudly for them to give up their useless resistance, and the magician lost his magic like a toothless tiger, praying in his heart that the apothecary mentor Mikael's hut had a sufficient stock of magical potions.

The lizardmen were overwhelming, and the academy mages said that they were evacuating, but rather that they were scattering. The elder lizard waved his wand, and a rain of fire appeared out of thin air and fell into the crowd. Their robes restrained their steps as they ran, and many of them had their robes crawled up by tongues of fire, screaming and rolling on the ground, but accidentally tripping their companions as well.

This loss ......

"Leave it to me, Reginard." A low voice sounded from behind him, the man had no robes that stood in the way, some were just short shirts and trousers that belonged to a warrior, and he held a half-moon curved blade in each hand, and on his well-defined cheeks, a black eyepatch obliquely covered his right eye.

Only those who know him know that he did indeed enter the War College as a mage and become a mentor.

The blindfold was ripped off by his raised hand, stirred by the passing breeze, and fell to the ground. Between the exposed right eye—no, his entire muscular body, wrapped in a terrible thunderbolt!

Thunder of rage, Ghost Suo.

Reginard couldn't see his speed clearly, his body was wrapped in flowing electricity, and although he held a double blade, in fact, his muscular body was a blade formed by electricity everywhere!

All of this is a secret technique supported by magic power, and his almost infinite magic power is all due to the spiritual power that is multiplied by the Furious Pupil Technique.

The lizardmen fell in pieces under his knife, like sharp scythes whizzing through wheat fields.

"Don't worry, baby. I've already brought in reinforcements. LeBlanc's coquettish voice sounded again, and she, who had been beside him just now, was rushing towards this side with a few other magisters.