When Albon reached out and grabbed Oleg's arm, Oleg was very kind to help him.

In his opinion, Albon's current situation should be the legendary 'magic backlash' - although the North District pranksters do not have much ability to perform magic, they are very fond of the concept of magic.

According to the rumors of the North District, after the wizard fails to cast a spell, he will be eaten by the magic power, and the light ones may be exhausted, sweat profusely, and even threaten their lives in the heavy ones.

So when Albon's face turned pale and took a small step back, Oleg stretched out his arm very politely.

Brothers are against the wall, and they are insulted outside.

Oleg originally wanted to play a joke on Arbon, laughing at him for swaying less than half a bottle and daring to scare people on the street without fully mastering the spell.

But before the joke could be uttered, he was keenly aware of the anomaly.

Albon's hand on his arm was too strong.

It was like crushing his arm bones!

"Help me," Albon muttered, his voice whispering indeaflyspily, "help me, help everyone, help the North District...... I can't do it alone. ”

"What are you talking about?" Oleg grinned and gasped: "Where did you get so much energy!"

Then he saw Albon turn his head, his eyes red, and his expression feverish.

"Just this once," Albon's eyes were pleading, fierce, and guilty, "just this once." ”

He repeated this sentence, and the black spell mark on his forehead suddenly brightened, like a huge whirlpool, enveloping the figures of the two people in it, and countless souls could be faintly seen struggling in the depths of the whirlpool, and a miserable howl could be heard from the end of history.

Oleg's expression distorted from a smile to shock, then to anger, and finally to horror.

He opened his mouth wide as if he wanted to say something, but the spell seal was far more potent than a pestermaster could resist. In just a moment, perhaps even shorter, this tall, sturdy North District dock boss was swallowed up by the huge whirlpool.

The skin and flesh of the whole body turned from smooth to shriveled, and the whole person shrunk into a ball like a fruit that had been dried up and watered.

Until the end, not even the shriveled fruit was left, and the powerful devouring transformation ability of the spell mark was like a huge grinding disc, grinding the shriveled fruit little by little and crushing it into powder.

Call.

The cold wind swept through the street corner, rolling the white powder into the air, and it fluttered one after another, like the snow before the beginning of summer, the wind whimpered, and the snowflakes were bleak.

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and they were speechless.

The abrupt scene in front of them was completely beyond the imagination of the two young wizards.

Isn't it just a small street conflict?

How did it get to this point!

The pranksters watching the hilarious drama in the shadows on both sides of the street were clearly more likely to accept this harsh reality and recover from the tragedy more easily than the two young students of the First University.

Quietly, the tricksters in the shadows faded like a tide. Zheng Qing's feeling of being peeped on his back also disappeared at the same time.

"You, what have you done?!" the young student opened his mouth, and only after a while did he make a sound, and shouted in a dry tone, "What have you done!!"

"You forced it. The Dharma book in Albon's hand shone brightly, and the expression on his face was like crying and laughing, and it was very ugly: "...... It's all forced by you, and it's always been forced by you......"

He was stunned and ignored him. Jiang Yuyan grabbed Zheng Qing's arm, stopped him from moving forward, dragged him backwards, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back to the Gini hut first." ”

As if to annotate her words, the thin mage of the North District in the center of the street opposite jerked his head up, his eyes rolling, and his head pushed back so hard that it was almost suspicious that he wanted to break his spine.

His arms were shrunk and spread out, like the wings of a bird, and his fingers were curled up, unable to hold or spread. The worn-out law book that was originally in his hand was finally freed from the shackles of his fingers and fell to the ground silently.

Smack.

The dull sound of the landing was like a starting gun.

Gunshots rang out, and darkness fell.

The little mushroom figures that used to fill the streets with bubbles of sunlight are like snowmen washed by boiling water, and in the blink of an eye, they turn into wisps of ghostly light and disappear into the decaying streets of the northern district of Beta.

Night once again shrouded the world, except for the slightly shiny magic book in Jiang Yu's hand, only the Northern District wizard still exuded a cold and faint light, which could make people see its outline clearly.

Yes, it.

Zheng Qing would never admit that the 'being' on the other side was still a conscious wizard.

The young public student watched as the Northern District wizard slowly floated into the air, and in the void behind him, dozens of black phantoms of wildly waving tentacles appeared, and above the tentacles, there were huge pieces of flesh like black clouds, and from time to time you could see a large mouth dripping with mucus and saliva looming in the distorted background.

This kind of crazy and distorted power Zheng Qing just experienced yesterday.

The same is true for Jiang Yu.

"Outer God!"

"It's an outer god!"

The two of them spoke in unison, their voices filled with bitterness.

"I'll block it, you go to Senior Sister Colma for help!" Jiang Yu threw Zheng Qing back, and said without looking back: "You don't have a law book, you don't have a talisman gun, it's useless to stay here." ”

That's right, and it's reasonable.

But Zheng Qing had no way to leave the witch and flee to a safe place by himself, and there was no way to watch the witch stand in front of him and shelter himself from the wind and rain.

It's not about the pros and cons analysis, it's just the dignity of a boy.

"Yesterday, I blew up, so I left you there. The boy whispered softly and walked back to Jiang Yu's side: "I will never leave you today...... Before I blow it up. ”

Perhaps finding his words amusing, Jiang Yu let out a strange whimper.

After saying something nice, always do something.

Although Zheng Qing mustered up all his courage, he had no intention of using his head to carry the projection of the outer god - although he still couldn't figure out how a young wizard from the Northern District could provoke such a terrifying thing, now was not the time to think about such a thing.

In a panic, he reached into the gray cloth bag, touched a piece of cardboard, felt the magic flowing on it, and subconsciously pulled it out - the boy thought it was some kind of talisman he had forgotten in his bag.

After taking it out, he realized that it was the red paper tablet.

It is a tablet with the word 'Wu' written on it, which is usually used by Zheng Qing to improve the success rate of drawing symbols. Of course, because of the taboo, he hardly used this tablet after going to college. The last time I used it, I was wandering last year, drawing a clear heart talisman for Li Meng. Jiang Yu was also present at that time.

Seeing Zheng Qing take out this tablet, the witch was suddenly a little deflated.

She had thought that the boys would be able to come up with something more powerful.

For example, the fur of a certain yellow civet.