Chapter 221: The Choice of Life and Death
"I'll go! What's going on? Thief?! β
The rows of empty bookshelves exuded a familiar sense of desolation, some of the books left behind were submerged in a thick layer of dust, most of them had been damaged, and the few that remained were mostly travelogue histories, with almost no records or knowledge of magic. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Ryan exclaimed, and Lanier turned his doubtful and scrutinizing gaze at Cecilia, "So you already know about this situation?" Why not tell us? β
"You didn't ask." Cecilia's rhetorical question seemed so logical, and then she frowned under the unanimous gaze of the two of them, and considering her next task, she still explained the reason, "The Moon Elf's spellcaster is not only Archmage Salonrose, this is the final defense mechanism left by him and the rest of the spellcasters. β
"In the event of a devastating blow to the Courtyard of the Stars, all marked books and items will be teleported back to the Vale, and those books are now in the council library intact."
"So we're here just a joke?" Hearing the Moon Elf's explanation, Ryan's eyes widened, and as he approached, an inexplicable power made the former nervous.
"No, the defense mechanism will only take away some books and materials that are useless in wartime, and combat readiness resources and some personal belongings will not be affected."
As she spoke, Cecilia avoided Ryan's gaze and took out a blue moonstone again, and as she placed it in the center of the room, lines of blue light suddenly appeared on the ground, rapidly extending, and soon a complex circle formed in the central clearing.
"We can get to the archmage's residence from this teleportation circle, but I can't guarantee your safety, it's up to you to decide whether to go or not." Standing in the center of the circle, Cecilia was in no hurry to activate it, apparently, she was waiting for someone else to decide.
"What I want is only for Salenrose, I'll go with you." Lanier didn't hesitate and walked to the center of the circle.
Sophia glanced at Ryan in embarrassment, then bowed slightly apologetically, and Lotus walked over to the Moon Elf's side. As for the female mage who had never taken her eyes off the two young girls, of course, she followed without further ado.
"What about you?"
"I have only one question." Although his situation has suddenly become passive, Ryan still remains calm.
"Huh?"
"Did the fall of Archmage Salonros leave you with any message?" The two pairs of eyes, which were also pitch black, looked at each other again, and Ryan's words made the air freeze all at once, and the courtyard of stars, which was originally unaffected by the outside season, seemed to be surging with a cold wind that belonged to early winter.
After being silent for a while, the corners of the Moon Elf's ruddy mouth were gently hooked, like a blooming rose, beautiful but hidden thorns: "You'll know." β
"Hehe, then let me wait and see." Ryan Pi walked up to her feet without smiling and stood in front of Cecilia, looking at her without flinching.
Somewhere in the shadows, the magic light belonging to the teleportation spell suddenly flashed, and several embarrassed figures appeared in this space with a mournful voice.
Once again, darkness didn't last long, and as a ball of light suddenly rose into the air, the space was finally able to see.
The first thing that caught my eye was the slightly curly blonde hair of Kramas. The latter's face was no longer calm and gentle, and he clutched a narrow box with intricate patterns in his hand, and the joy on his face was slightly crazy.
It's clear, though, that not everyone is as happy as he is.
"You bastard!" A middle-aged man suddenly rushed up from behind, directly pushed Kemas to the ground, and raised his fist, actually trying to press the latter to the ground and beat him wildly, "Liar! The dimensional space has collapsed! None of them will come back! You've killed ......."
Before he finished speaking, a ray of magic aura suddenly flashed, and the middle-aged mage's arm that had just been raised above his shoulder stopped in the air, and his throat kept making a clattering sound.
Human Immobilization!
I saw a long-haired Watson Trao appear from behind him, and with a slight click, he directly pushed the sculpture-like middle-aged mage away, and then looked at Kemas who was getting up in embarrassment on the ground with a condescending gaze: "I have already helped you, and now, it's time for you to repay me." β
"Don't worry, I'm in control." Not too flustered, Kmath lightly slapped the dust on his body, then picked up the box that had fallen to the side, and smiled coldly at the mage who was fixed by the spell, "Do you know that the contents of this box can't be exchanged for a hundred lives." β
Carefully dusting off the box, Kemaz's face became extremely cold: "Watsontrau, kill them." β
"Nope! How can you do that?! β
"KmΓ‘z, you madman!"
β¦β¦
The understatement instantly detonated the emotions of several people, although the previous danger made them almost consume the spell slot, but they still did not give up resistance, and gathered a faint magic power, staring at the moon elf with nervous expressions.
Obviously, the strength of the latter had impressed them unusually well before.
However, it is gratifying that Watson Trao did not move, and seeing Kemas looking at him with a puzzled gaze, he still had an indifferent expression: "This is not within the scope of our agreement, slaughtering the students of the academy, do you want me to be sanctioned by the Morning Star Council?" β
"What we've done is already justified enough to be sanctioned." Once again, a friendly smile appeared on Kemas's face, but his words were chilling, "Isn't it too late for you to refuse?" β
"Unless they don't say a word about it, ......" As his voice turned, KlamΓ‘s focused his gaze on the men huddled in the corner.
Several mages are not stupid, although they know that the other party is going to pull themselves into the water, but in order to save their lives, they still jump out of the hole he dug without hesitation: "We have more or less tacitly acquiesced in their decision to give up on them, and if the Morningstar Council knows, we will not be able to stay in Shining Star Castle either." β
"yes, we're not going to say it!"
"yes......"
The smile on Kemaz's face grew even louder as several people nodded in agreement, but a rapid cough from his feet interrupted his next speech.
"Ahem, you cowards! This is a massacre, it is a crime! We can't be wrong again and again! β
"I don't care about any bullshit to protect myself, I'm going to make this public! Certain! β
The effect of the immobilization technique faded at some point, and the middle-aged mage hurriedly stood up from the ground, roaring angrily and about to rush towards Kemas again, but was blocked by the latter's slowly raised fingers.
I saw a strong aura of magic gathered in it, although he couldn't see what spell he was going to cast, but he knew that Kemath's blow was a determination to kill!
"Come on! Kill me! Otherwise, the Morning Star Council will definitely punish you devils! β
"Kill you? Hehe, that's a waste of my spells. Unexpectedly, Kemath directly withdrew the magic power in his hand, ignored the clamor of the middle-aged mage, and looked at the other companions who were silent, "Do you want to live?" β
No one answered, but Kemas still saw longing and approval in their eyes: "In that case, I will give you a chance." β
"Whoever kills him, I'll let him go back to the academy alive!" Seeing Kemas pointing at the middle-aged mage next to him who was almost standing unsteadily, all the mages were stunned.
"Kill me? Ha ha! KmΓ‘s, do you think everyone is like you? Seeing everyone's reaction like this, the smugness and relief on the middle-aged mage's face couldn't be concealed, as if a trace of strength surged up in his heart, giving him the capital to scold Kemas again, "Archmage Ervit will clean the portal with his own hands, you ...... Belch! You ......"
Poof!
A scarlet sword pierced out of his chest, and a large pool of blood quickly gathered at his feet, and the middle-aged mage turned his head tremblingly to see a young man standing stiffly behind him. The latter quickly lowered his head under the eyes that widened in his incredulity, and kept crying 'I'm sorry', but the long sword in his hand kept twisting with force.
Pain! A real heartache!
The words that wanted to rebuke could not be said because of the blood that filled his mouth in an instant, and the last thing the middle-aged mage left in this world was a cold corpse lying in a pool of blood.
"It's ugly." Not knowing whether he was talking about the middle-aged mage who had lost his breath or the pale-faced killer, Kemath shook his head silently, and then turned his cold gaze on the others.
Before he could speak, one of the mages suddenly drew the short sword at his waist, and rushed forward with a mad roar, the blade cutting a cold arc in the air, tearing apart the corpse of the middle-aged mage with one sword after another.
The rest of the people seemed to react at once, and rushed forward under the leader. The long sword and short knife kept splashing blood in the air, and those who didn't have a weapon in their hands actually lifted the gravel on the side and smashed it.
Outrageous and terrifying sounds echoed in the dim space.
Kemas looked at the inhumanoid companions, the corners of his mouth hooked, and the trademark smile appeared on his face.
Before he could open his mouth to decide who would live or die, the magic in the air suddenly trembled, and he saw a blue glow suddenly bloom on the floor in the distance.
Teleportation spells?
"Quick! Clean up and hide! β