Chapter Seventy-Three: The Demon Clan can only die at the hands of the Demon Clan
The sun sets and night falls.
Some of the students returned to the dormitory under the protection of the teachers, and only a small number of guys with night vision stayed secretly.
The instructor of Class C is about to run out of stamina, and the barrier is beginning to show holes, and it is obvious that it will not last long.
Most of the small snakes in the poisonous sea have been wiped out, but under the cover of night, the remaining small part is more difficult to deal with, and the teachers and students in charge of dealing with it dare not relax in the slightest.
And is the fallen Ink Snake King dead?
The throat continued to let out a weak roar, and the body cracked like a spider's web, and a white light shone from the cracks.
It's alive, but it's close to death.
"Kill the deity."
The Ink Snake King did not speak, and his voice whispered in his body, a way of making sounds that only those in his inner body could hear.
The vibration from the inner wall of her body made Summer stunned, and the cracks and oozing blood that appeared on the inner wall made Summer understand that the Ink Snake Monarch was not long in life.
"What?" Summer asked, unsure who the Ink Snake Monarch's words were addressed to.
Although the contact time is short, with the arrogant character of the Ink Snake King, he will not seek death even if he dies in battle.
"Kill the deity." The inner wall shook again, and the voice of the Ink Snake Monarch came, trembling extremely reluctantly.
"Why should I kill you?" Summer was sure that Ink Snake-kun was talking to him.
Summer let go of the hand holding Wenlin's knife, and the devastated Ink Snake Jun no longer needed him to draw the knife.
"The demon clan can only die at the hands of the demon clan." These were the last words of the Ink Snake King.
The flames danced in the body of the Ink Snake King, boiling the blood, venom, and stomach acid.
Outside, in the cracks of the flesh, a fiery white light shone brighter and brighter.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the Ink Snake Monarch exploded in the firelight, and the raging fire devoured the Ink Snake Monarch like a manic giant.
Without the power of the Ink Snake King, the poisonous sea quickly dissipated, and the exposed little snake was easily annihilated by everyone.
At this time, everyone's tense nerves were released.
The heat blew and dispersed directly, and Tianyi did not receive any waves.
Tianyi looked at the charred corpse of the Ink Snake Monarch with a question on his face.
He didn't kill him just now, even if a miscalculation led to the death of the Ink Snake Monarch, he shouldn't have exploded with such a huge flame element.
Ink Snake doesn't play with fire.
In the blackened wreckage of the Ink Snake Monarch, a hand reached out, and the muddled remains were peeled open.
A slightly short boy appeared in view, his appearance reflected in the red flames.
Black eyes, black hair, a black cloak, and a straight knife wrapped in black silk around his waist.
Taking a breath of fresh air, the air is filled with a powerful breath, and Summer looks up at the white-haired boy floating in the air.
Unassuming, but more powerful than anyone other than the Holy Spirit.
"You killed it?" Tianyi asked, a little surprised.
"Yes, I killed him." Summer answered in the affirmative.
Tianyi looked at the young man in front of him, his strength was not very strong, he should have been eaten by the Ink Snake Jun before he came, so it appeared in the body of the Ink Snake Monarch.
It has to be said that he was a little surprised to be able to hold on to such a long period of time in an environment full of venom and kill it from the body of the Ink Snake King.
Tianyi was silent for a while, and then like a very friendly senior, he said with concern: "Are you hurt?" You do not need to call a medical instructor. ”
"No, the injury is not serious." Summer rejected the kindness of the seniors.
Pulling his feet out of the burnt meat puree, Summer touched his chest.
The rib and lung injuries took a little longer to recover, and the broken arm seemed to be replaced with a new one, which seemed to be more powerful.
The purple veins were still there, like some kind of poison hidden in their bodies.
Behind Tianyi, white lines appeared, depicting the shape of the door.
In the air, the white line door opened, and on one side of the door was a library, from which the great sage and steward stepped out.
The moment the Great Sage arrived, the divine light illuminated the Academy.
"Great Sage." All bowed their heads and bent down in respect.
The only exceptions were those two.
Tianyi just nodded lightly as he did with the Ink Snake King, he had the pride of being the son of the Heavenly King.
Summer, on the other hand, is even more exaggerated, with a complex look on her face, as if waiting for some kind of answer.
The Great Sage's gaze skipped directly from Summer, and he looked at Tianyi, his eyes full of joy, like a kind elder.
"It's done very well, with your strength, you can directly become a core member of the Peerless Demon Hunting Group after graduation, presumably the Heavenly King will be very happy after he leaves the customs."
The Peerless Demon Hunting Regiment, directly under the Heavenly King, is the most powerful demon hunting regiment in the world, and there is no one.
After the great sage finished complimenting, he raised his hand into the air, and a wooden staff appeared in his hand.
The color of the wooden staff is very similar to the Wenlin Knife, and it seems to be the same material, but it does not have the domineering momentum of the Wenlin Knife.
With the flick of the wooden staff of the Great Sage, everything in heaven and earth was infected.
Dust to dust, dust to dust, and everything to the way it was.
The six-story red building stands there intact, the bronze bell at the top swings gently, the playground is smooth as usual, and the three protruding square platforms are even intact with the naturally cracked lines.
Everyone looked sideways, and summer was also secretly surprised.
It's more like stepping back in time than some kind of resilience.
"Great Sage, if you don't have any orders, I'll leave first."
After admiring the magic of the great sage, Tianyi took his leave and left.
Like a meteor, no one could see how he was flying fast in the air.
The site was restored, but the body of the little snake still needed to be cleaned up, and the students who secretly stayed behind had good night vision, so they just stayed to clean the playground.
After arranging everything and listening to the bandage man's report, the great sage finally turned his attention to Summer.
"Your name is ...... It's called summer, right? The Great Sage spoke, looking at Summer in the remains of the Ink Snake Monarch, as if he had forgotten.
It's only been half a day since the last time I saw it, and Summer doesn't understand who needs to show this play.
"I remember you were fined for a month for beating Mentor Tucci."
The Great Sage thought for a while, and said benevolently: "Teacher Tuqi is at fault first, and you have contributed to the incident of the Great Snake, so the punishment will be reduced. ”
The kind of place that I don't want to go to in the confinement room for the rest of my life.
In a word, the summer confinement was spared, which should have been a happy thing.
But this freedom seems to have been bought in exchange for the life of the Ink Snake King, and it seems to have been exchanged for the lives of his own kind.
Although there is no emotion, although it doesn't matter, but I just can't be happy, this heaviness makes people very uncomfortable.
"Let's go back to the shower first, it's all dirty, don't let other students see the jokes...... Ha ha! The great sage smiled, like a kind old man.
The white line streaked through the door, and the great sage left, and the light disappeared with it.
Summer looked down at her body, and it was really dirty because it was painted in various colors.
Red blood, purple poison, black scum.
If you had a mirror, you wouldn't be able to recognize yourself in the summer.
"Summer? Is that you? ”
A familiar voice sounded behind him, and he hadn't heard it for more than half a month.