Chapter 37: The Demon Flame
Senmaku Academy, it seems that nothing major has changed here, and after sending off the new students, the senior students are still carrying out their normal study tasks.
"Headmaster, this is the latest video report of freshman training." A staff member placed a blue transparent sphere the size of a goose egg on Lan Kuangming's desk.
"Very good, you go and take a break, this kind of work is very laborious." Lan Kuangming said.
The staff walked out, Lan Kuangming stroked the orb, and said, "Xiao Yu, you have to understand that I am resolutely against the royal family's approach. β
Lan Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, held his cheek with one hand, as if he was thoughtful, his willow eyebrows were frowning, and he was obviously not very satisfied with his grandfather's explanation.
"Even the royal family should not put the lives of our students at the cost of protecting their rule." Lan Xiaoyu said mercilessly, "I believe that if you can jointly submit your opinion to the royal family with other extremely school trustees, then the royal family should not abandon it." β
Lan Kuangming looked at his granddaughter, helped his eyes, and said earnestly: "Things are not as simple as you think...... There's something you can't understand......"
"I know, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first......" Lan Xiaoyu got up and said expressionlessly, at this time she was very disappointed with her grandfather's approach.
If she could, she really wanted to go to the front line to help Bai Xuanyi and the other friends get through the difficulties, but Lan Kuangming would never allow her to do so, and even arranged for several security guards to monitor her.
Lan Xiaoyu walked to the door, looked back at Lan Kuangming's slightly pleading expression, sighed lightly, and opened the door.
Lan Kuangming was the only one left in the principal's room, and he had already expected such a result, but he didn't expect his granddaughter to be so disappointed in him.
"Let's go back and explain it to her again......" Lan Kuangming shook his head, and at the same time placed his right hand on the crystal ball in front of him, injecting a small amount of magic power into it.
The transparent crystal ball began to emit blue light, and soon, the image of the city of Laiming was completely displayed in front of Lan Kuangming.
Just as Lan Kuangming wanted to adjust his magic power to see the situation of Bai Xuanyi and the others, an eager and rude knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Lan Kuangming didn't have any dissatisfaction, he knew very well who was coming, and after a few seconds, he said in his solemn and slightly lazy voice, "Come in." β
The visitor impatiently pushed the door in, and a familiar and angry old man walked up to Lan Kuangming.
"Director Goodall, what's the matter with you?" Lan Kuangming said unhurriedly.
Goodall, who looked like he was about to complain, unexpectedly didn't shout, he relieved his emotions a little, tried his best to restrain his anger, and said, "Principal Lan, this freshman training, I know a lot of you are also forced to ......"
"I already said this at yesterday's meeting." Lan Kuangming's sharp gaze swept over Goodall, "Don't ask anyone anymore, unless you want to be an enemy of the Empire." β
"But you can't say it so ......much," Goodall's lips twitched a few times, Lan Kuangming's attitude made him even more annoyed, but his tone was still slightly respectful, "You also know that my grandson Hall's injuries have not yet healed, and he is the most talented concubine of the Leenmoth family......"
"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, it was Hall himself who proposed to participate in the freshman training." Lan Kuangming said, "I also advised him not to participate before his injury healed, but your son still insisted on his opinion." β
Looking at Goodall's increasingly bad old face, Lan Kuangming said with a smile: "I understand what you mean, but I can't meet your request, please leave." β
Goodall's wrinkled old face suddenly turned red, and he glared fiercely at the damn bastard in front of him, "Lan Kuangming, are you sure you want to do this?" β
Lan Kuangming's smile remained unchanged, and he made a gesture to leave, almost making Goodale angry and fainting on the spot.
"In this case, I will personally go to Laiming City to protect my grandson!" Goodale slapped the table hard, then turned to leave.
Lan Kuangming held his forehead, this Goodall is like a living ancestor, this matter is not something he can decide, besides, the army of the empire has already gone to war......
......
On the border of the city of Laiming, a heavily armed and well-trained royal army is advancing.
"General, the front is the city of Laiming Dynasty." At the front of the line, a soldier on horseback said, walking in the center was a general in silver armor, "The city gate there has been controlled by the demon army, how can we break it?" β
The general's grim face was unmoved, and he said slowly: "Let the mages bombard with siege magic, and then the cavalry team will go to destroy the demons that are still alive." β
The soldier was silent, and the general was lost in deep thought.
The general's name is Zhang Yue. Dark Wing, the biological brother of Minister Zhang Ming, has been in charge of the Imperial Expeditionary Force for six years.
The Imperial Expeditionary Force is not the most elite army in the Empire, but its combat capability is among the best on the entire continent.
Soon, the army reached the plain, two kilometers from the city gates.
"General, please take a look at the city gate." The soldier handed over a telescope with magic attached.
Zhang Yue took the binoculars and was surprised to find that the guards at the city gate were extremely lax, and there were only five skeleton shooters and three mutant fire demons on the city wall.
"How is this possible?" Zhang Yue muttered to himself, "Although demons have no feelings, their intelligence is no worse than that of humans......"
However, Zhang Yue soon thought that this might be the remaining army in the city that started a large-scale counterattack after receiving information from the imperial army, and most of the demons were transferred to suppress it.
After a long time, Zhang Yue put down the binoculars and said, "Attack the city according to the original plan!" β
Three minutes later, the soldiers set up the giant assembled magic cannon for the siege, and the army's magicians began to cast spells on it.
Soon, the cannon's energy storage slots were filled, and red heavy shells were fired, powerful enough to destroy the shields and barriers of the Radiant-Winged Star class.
However, Zhang Yue, who was strategizing, was stunned by what happened next.
When the magic cannon was about to touch the city wall, a huge red spherical object completely blocked the cannonballs.
Everyone was also shocked by this strange red barrier, but something even more shocking happened again, the huge red object was not a barrier at all, and after blocking the giant cannon, it actually began to slowly change and disperse.
Is that...... A large red palm, overgrown with sharp claw blades.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yue hurriedly ordered the whole army to retreat, and the huge palm began to move slowly towards them.
Because the order to retreat was very sudden, the soldiers were not psychologically prepared, and the steps of the retreat were very anxious, so the team fell into chaos for a while.
"Ahhh!!h The screams rang out on the left flank of the army, and Zhang Yue cursed secretly, knowing that he had been attacked by the Demon Legion.
"The whole army is in a defensive formation!" Zhang Yue shouted in the empowered voice unique to the Radiant Wingstar, and at the same time had a deterrent effect on the attacking demons, "The mages retreat to the middle, and the infantry and cavalry are in a circle to resist the enemy's attack!" β
Colorful magic instantly appeared on this silent plain, and the sound of slashing, screaming, and shouting filled the battlefield.
"Report to the General! The demon army has broken through the defenses of our left flank! The soldiers who rushed over reported, "Some of the elite are coming towards you!" β
"Replenish the hole where our line has been torn open!" Zhang Yue said, "Shrink your forces, don't let the demons be able to defeat each one!" β
Looking at the soldiers in the distance, Zhang Yue pulled out the magic sword he was wearing, the whole body of the long sword was orange-red, and it was inlaid with a very beautiful red gem.
This sword is called the Red Demon Spirit Sword, and it is one of the artifacts that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Darkwing royal family, and in Zhang Yue's hands, it can exert the power to sweep through thousands of armies.
An arrow with the power of hell flew towards Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue swung his sword, and the powerful red light blade instantly destroyed the arrow at all.
"Looks like I'm going to have to go out myself." Zhang Yue turned his horse's head and prepared to personally stop the demon's surprise attack.
At this moment, a huge spike suddenly appeared on the ground under Zhang Yue's horse's feet, and Zhang Yue, who was caught off guard, rolled off the horse, and the precious blue BMW was pierced by the spur, and he couldn't die anymore.
"You're the head of these scum, aren't you?" A well-dressed young man stood in front of Zhang Yue, who was quite embarrassed.
"Are you...... Superior Demon?! Zhang Yue exclaimed, high-grade demons generally do not easily participate in aggressive actions, but once they do, it will be a big disaster for the mainland.
"You don't know my identity yet!" Gareth shouted, and his two palms instantly turned into terrifying dark brown giant claws, attacking Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue blocked the claw with his sword, but faint flames began to appear on the terrifying giant claw, burning his blade.
Zhang Yue, who didn't care about it, was surprised to find that his divine sword had been burned out of a hole by the seemingly inconspicuous flame after holding it for a while!
Taking advantage of Zhang Yue's shock, Gareth slammed a claw and instantly knocked him a few meters away.
"Ahem...... cough ......" Zhang Yue hurriedly got up, the attack just now didn't seem to have caused him substantial damage, but the Red Demon Spirit Sword had been burned into a pile of scrap metal by the flames.
"How is that possible?!" Zhang Yue couldn't believe it, the broken sword in his hand had turned gray, "This is a real artifact!" How could it be ......"
Zhang Yue didn't finish expressing his surprise, and the anxious Gareth stabbed his claws into his chest.
There were no last words, or they were already Zhang Yue's last words just now, and he was quickly burned to ashes by the flames when he was stabbed.
The soldiers who saw the commander killed in battle were immediately in a panic, and they had no intention of fighting the demon again.
"Waste is waste after all......" Gareth said mercilessly, looking at the broken sword that had been thrown on the ground.