Chapter Fifty-Four: The Hermit We Missed in Those Years
The first black fog filled the field, then the second, the third.
All of the Wraithfire players disappeared into the arena, perhaps not accurately, but they were gone, leaving only a cloud of black mist in place.
In dark magic, the Dark Enchantment and the Deep Darkness can both create similar results, but in terms of process, the first two are more similar to the effect of throwing a smoke bomb or hitting a large black umbrella.
But directly spreading itself like smoke is unheard of in the realm of conventional magic.
Except for Ge Sheng, he couldn't help but look at the Third Highness who had been silently watching there.
In his cognition, only that girl had a similar behavior.
Although in comparison, every time His Royal Highness smokes, he is more inclined to be passive.
Ao Xuehua had already stood up from the chair, looking coldly at the cloud of mist on the field, her face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were as sharp as a sword.
Mo Xiaojing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, you really shouldn't force them." ”
Qixia turned to look at the red-haired girl: "It's inconvenient for us to say their identities, please do it for you." ”
The Third Highness nodded slowly and spoke softly: "Shadow Clan." ”
"What's ......" As soon as the curious baby Zhou Xi opened his mouth to ask a word, he was quickly covered by Ge Sheng's eyes.
Otherwise, if this senior repeats the name of that clan, the divine punishment he suffers with his strength may even be slightly injured when the Third Highness makes a move, not to mention that they are still in the stands of the game.
"Don't say that name." Ge Sheng, who was desperately suppressing Zhou Xi, shook his head and said, the boy covered his mouth with a senior who was almost a round older than him, and whispered quietly: "A race that can't be mentioned by its real name." ”
Seeing Zhou Xi nodding, Ge Sheng turned his head to look at Ao Xuehua: "Another race can fight against the terrifying existence of an empire, but why did they come here?" ”
"That's what we're guessing about." Ao Xuehua looked at the mist on the field and shook her head gently: "The Yin Clan, which was almost wiped out by the entire clan two hundred years ago, is the second-generation demon dependent, and the former demon spokesperson. ”
The head of the Burial Xue Club coldly said what she knew, and the Hidden Clan, who had not appeared for two hundred years, suddenly revealed their identities in the Ye Ye Academy, and no one knew what this meant.
So even though many people noticed this Stygian Fire team and guessed their identities, no one came forward, and everyone watched and watched the changes.
Until this time they decided to no longer hide their existence in a grand manner.
Mo Xiaojing pressed the red spar to his lips, and his voice was terrifyingly calm, this was originally part of his plan, so when the guess came true, he was not at a loss.
"According to the original plan, abstain immediately."
On the field, in the deepest part of the Nine Songs team, Yibi listened to the sound of the fidget hedron from her fingertips and tilted her head slightly.
She is the most laid-back presence on the field, since the opening, no one has ever approached her within five feet, but she is also the busiest character on the field, because she is the captain of this Nine Song team.
All orders, offensive planning, including tactical opening and countermeasures, although the initial order came from Mo Xiaojing in the stands, it was this gentle and beautiful girl who implemented and embodied it.
At this moment, she looked at the black mist in the distance, turned her face sideways, and then shook slightly.
"I refuse to carry it out, President Mo Xiaojing."
"If you give up, it's over."
Mo Xiaojing's voice in the spar was calm and hard: "This is not a request, but an order. ”
"However, the emperor does not have the right to command generals on the battlefield." Yibi smiled slightly, not disobeying orders at all, but with a hint of a little girl's playfulness.
But what she said was not gentle and playful at all.
"It's an honor to be able to cause them that much trouble, but that's not enough."
"I don't like the feeling of running away without a fight, because at any given time, it feels like a failure in retrospect, right?"
So, if you don't try it, how do you know where your limits are? It's like I'm standing here and now. ”
"So it's a pity, it's a pity that I can't fight with Ge Qing again in the open, unless."
"Let's kill the guy in front of us first."
"Above."
The spar in Mo Xiaojing's hand echoed the girl's voice, and then, a crisp ticking sound ended.
In that section of the arena, a girl with long blue hair pressed a finger to extinguish the glittering light of the red crystal.
"It's going to begin."
Ebi lowered her head and whispered to herself, then raised her wrist.
She wore a bracelet with small red beads tied around her hand, just a simple ornament, without any magic fluctuations, but she brought her wrist close to her lips, and opened her mouth to reveal two rows of teeth as white as shells.
She bit down on one of the bracelets, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
"Isn't it the hidden clan, who is afraid of whom!"
Then she easily ripped off the bracelet, and the red beads splashed downwards and sank into the lake beneath her feet.
The silhouette of the lake, the long blue hair began to slowly turn from the ends to a snow-white color, like a birch tree infected by frost.
In that moment, before the first bead had sunk into the ice, her waist-length hair had turned a sparkling snow-color, and her light wheat-colored skin had turned an almost transparent white.
Yibi calmly raised her head and looked at the black mist opposite, her voice quiet and cold.
"Isn't it? The race has just begun. ”
His eyes were as clear as blood.
Ge Sheng looked at the movement on the field, and couldn't help but look at Mo Xiaojing incredulously.
This is?
The second hermit?
Mo Xiaojing smiled bitterly: "I have long heard that many Yin clansmen have hidden their identities to come to Ye Ye to study and walk the world, but I really didn't expect that there is a hidden one under my subordinates." ”
"Don't think about it, normal hermits won't tell others their clan names, and she is wearing such high-end hidden props, Third Highness." Mo Xiaojing turned to the Third Highness: "Is it convenient to say the clan name of Yibi Xuemei?" ”
"The Snow Hitomi Clan." The Third Highness coldly spat out four words, and then seemed to think about it, and added: "The hidden race that lives in seclusion in the southern forest, the child of water and light. ”
"The most peaceful race in the hidden race, so the hidden clan has no intention of being born after the oath is broken." Ao Xuehua nodded and continued: "The extremely high control of ice and snow, the talent of the light system is so outstanding that every clan is a natural high-level magician, the white hair and blood pupils are their most distinctive signs, and their elegant and handsome are not even below the elf clan." ”
"I really didn't expect that alien spies are really everywhere." Qixia raised his forehead in distress: "Our work is so bad, it's just too sad that this kind of spy actually infiltrated the student government association instead of being assigned to our Scarlet Heart Gym. ”
"The point of your complaint is wrong." Ye Qing replied coldly, and then pointed to the field: "Now I think the game has just begun." ”
(End of chapter)