Lillian Wood is dead.

But in the blink of an eye, she who was once beautiful in the academy fell to the ground like a clay figure washed away by water.

The dean of the academy almost rushed forward at that moment, but after the girl completely fell, he stopped, and pressed his chest with some confusion, as if he didn't understand why it was like this at that moment.

- Lillian's magic is gone.

She secretly observed all this, and looked up again, and the alien smacked her lips, as if she was not satisfied, and glanced at the many monks below with the same respectful eyes as ever, not as fanatical as they had imagined.

"Useless stuff."

The alien looked at it with some disgust.

However, they were not too disappointed, but looked at Alex with some impatience, and their voices were filled with uncontrollable excitement, "You, come forward." ”

Obviously, Alex's existence has been reported to the aliens since he entered the school, and under Alex's background and the dean's collation, they have long regarded him as a "reserve food", and the only problem that bothers him is when to enjoy it.

And now, they've found their time.

Alex froze, tilted his head slightly to look at her, his eyes as clear as the sky seemed to gather the strongest storm, depressed and deep, and seemed to be sandwiched with some indescribable emotional complexity.

However, all this was only a quick glimpse, and before she could react, he had already exchanged glances with a monk beside him, seemingly casually.

He walked up slowly.

His escort grabbed him by the shoulders and kicked him in the socket of the leg, causing him to kneel respectfully on the ground.

The body of the alien demon hidden in the robe moved slightly, as if it wanted to reach out, but they did not do so, but suddenly a long red tentacle stretched out from the side of the disguised face that was not much different from that of an ordinary human, and it swung in the air very arrogantly, disgusting and slippery, and then slowly bent down in front of the boy.

"It turned out to be a 'tribute' child, no wonder the magic talent is very good, and he can also hide his gender."

With the excitement of enjoying a good meal, the alien reminisced a little, "Those two taste really good. ”

The blonde boy was forced to keep his head down, his golden hair obscuring the look in his eyes, and only the clenched fists at his side and his pale complexion could be seen.

The alien sneered, with malice.

Then one of them just glanced at the Pope, who was standing respectfully next to him, and the other immediately waved his hand to the two monks next to the boy to stand aside, and he himself avoided it, bowing his head slightly—it was necessary to clear the field when they were about to eat—and in fact, even if he had done many such things, he could not look directly at such a scene as a pope.

Such a terrifying and disgusting scene for him.

The xenomorph's robe showed an edge, and at this moment, a large green scythe-like with a few bulging vesicles that bulged and deflated with breathing, what seemed to be a claw-like thing was plucked out, and the hook of the blade hung down the blonde boy's chest.

Moreover, not just one, but three such "sharp blades".

- Three scythes from the "Grim Reaper", can he really dodge it?

An Ning breathed rapidly, her eyes turned red, panic and panic alternated in her mind, and the only reason was firmly pulling her, so that she would not rush forward with the sword in her hand tightly.

She glanced at Dwight and the others, who had been disguised, and saw that they were trying to suppress their gaze and breathing, trying to be as respectful and quiet as the monk who remained indifferent and quiet next to them, and knew that it was the first time they had seen such a scene—for a hundred years, the League would know what to experience in this slaughterhouse-like place, but they were only trying to find out when the children who were lurking and sacrificed were dying, and they had not experienced it at all.

Burst.

It sounded like a balloon popping.

The boy's muffled snort, and the blood that gradually filled the air, let everyone present know that the alien had begun to eat.

Even the young swordsmen with strength remained silent at this moment, their eyes lowered, and they wanted to cover their ears, and everyone except her red eyes forced her eyes not to leave the young man.

The three sharp edges of the "sharp blades" pierced into the young man's thin but powerful body, from the part below the collarbone to above the heart, she didn't know which part of the magician's body was the center of the magic in this world, but obviously, looking at the cold sweat on the young man's face, as well as the irrepressible shaking of his blue and purple lips, this all showed that the pain caused by the alien demon's actions was like piercing his heart with a dagger!

The vesicles on the "sickle" bulged like pustules that had been burst, and there seemed to be energy flowing inside, and Alex's body trembled even more as the magic power was extracted, because his body was pulled into the air by the sticky muscles of the mouthparts as they ate, and the migration of internal organs doubled his pain, and even the hands that had been clenched were weakly stretched out.

At the same time, the superior demon let out an irrepressible sigh of comfort, and his expression became relaxed, and he even glanced at An Ningning, who was already red-eyed and unable to hide his hatred, with interest.

"Oh, that girl is a swordsman."

"A nice collectible." The alien leaned back slightly, changing to a more comfortable sitting position, "I want to extract her consciousness now, her eyes are very beautiful." ”

An Ning Ning restrained the desire in every part of his body and asked himself not to rush out.

She now knew how light her vow had been with Dwight, or to Alex, and their encouragement to her, especially the latter, was nothing more than a poignant consolation in desperation.

A glimmer of opportunity?

She couldn't help the resentment.

Did those ugly monsters give him a chance?!

They're going to drain him out!

She bit her inner lip, and even the blood in her mouth was already filled, she didn't know where the right moment would be - when would those aliens become closer to the magic level of this world because of Alex's abundant mana eating, and she didn't know if Alex could hold on until the next moment, and how many next moments he could have?!

Presumably, if they continue to extract, it will be too dangerous for their own magic system.

The alien paused a little reluctantly, and it was visible that the vesicles on the green scythe's breath were slowly deflated, and at this moment—

Alex, who had been hanging his head down, suddenly raised!

His pale face met the face of the somewhat puzzled alien, and he slowly drew a light smile, and his eyes were clear, as if the haze had never come—

His hands slammed into the middle of the mouthparts that had been inserted into his chest, and with the last of his magic they turned into sharp blades and slashed from above!

The juice on the vesicles squirted out, and the alien roared in anger and pain!

Alex raised his chin slightly despite the dirt on his face, and smiled a little defiantly.

The smile was full of youthfulness, and in a trance, An Ningning, who was watching all this from a distance, thought that they were still in that magically backward, but full of slapstick and warmth, and he was just happy to win a competition.

The aliens stood up, they roared, and the atmosphere became terrifying, and more claws and mouthparts stretched out from under the robes that concealed their form, trying to crush Alex!

And at this time—

The Revolutionary Army of the League has poured in!

Some of the monks who controlled the field rushed to the alien demons with the sword in their hands, the magic in their hands, and the determination to die! Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.