Chapter 5 The Scene is Similar
"You will pay for what you say, today I will only educate you well for your master, you should be grateful!" Flora walked to Mo Chen alone about five meters away, and said calmly, as if she was about to beat Mo Chen violently, she was giving someone enough face, and it was a great honor for her to be beaten by herself.
Flora, as the first heir of the Second City, when had she ever been insulted in such a verbal way, and more importantly, she was so ridiculed by a slave that she disgraced herself as the best of the descendants of God.
This low-mouthed slave must be taught a lesson, but he cannot be cleaned up on the surface, and the result of doing so will not only make him completely tear his face with the heir of the Fifth City, but also leave his unreasonable and domineering image in the hearts of some new students.
In that case, let's first destroy his legs so that he can't escape, and then settle the reckoning after this time.
After making up her mind, the smile on Flora's face became more and more moving, and it seemed that water could drip from her slightly red face.
As for Mo Chen, who was standing in front of her, he lowered his head and shrugged, Mu Ran's face had a stunned gaze, and no one was reflected in his silent eyes, only his own feet.
It doesn't matter what the slave thinks now, and his appearance seems to others that the slave is ready to be beaten.
Also!
If the descendants of God want to do anything of the lower bloodline, you can only endure it silently, otherwise you will anger the existence of this group of top bloodlines, and you will not only die yourself, but your family will also suffer together.
"If there was such a humble attitude just now, there would not be such a thing now, inferior bloodline is inferior, repent!" Flora snorted coldly in her heart, and her eyes seemed to glance at Natalia inadvertently.
I originally wanted to give her some dismounting, but who would have thought that this stupid slave would jump out and say so much for her. In this matter, he, a slave, has no choice but to be a pawn at the disposal of others, and he can only blame him for following the wrong person!
Flora snorted lightly, stomped her foot violently, and suddenly spread a visible ripple of energy from herself as the center of the circle to spread to all around, and then her whole body was surrounded by a high-speed rotating air current, and everyone within twenty meters of the air flow felt a strong attraction, and her body almost flew out involuntarily.
Fortunately, none of the people who were able to enroll in the Edda's Song Academy were mediocre, and the physical force of the whole body barely offset the huge attraction.
When the violent air vortex disappeared, the cyan and unknown material completely enveloped Flora's whole body like skin, and with a "bang" sound, a pair of cyan wings grew out of its back, and several cyan feathers were gently scattered from the wings, giving the people present the feeling that this battle armor was alive.
Moreover, this is similar to the battle armor, and there are some seemingly cumbersome pattern lines engraved on it, which bloom with a breathtaking magic under the illumination of the light.
While most people looked curiously at Flora's delicate and noble battle armor, few focused on the few fallen feathers, but that didn't mean there weren't.
The cyan feathers seemed to disappear when they fell lightly on the ground, and the white marble on the ground disappeared silently along with the feathers where they came into contact!
Some of the onlookers who were amazed were about to study in the Alchemy Science Department, so naturally there were rookies who knew this battle armor.
The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.
"I didn't expect to see this battle armor in myths and legends before I read the Song of Edda, it is the battle armor unique to the descendants of the gods - the divine clothes! haha, today is so lucky......" The appearance of the divine clothes caused an uproar all around, and no one paid attention to this Mo Chen, who was about to be disabled, and they all tried to widen their eyes, lest they miss something.
Especially those newcomers who are about to enter the Alchemy Science Department, at this moment, how much they hope that this noble highness will show the power of such an artifact in this slave, and dedication to science is the greatest, of course, the premise is that the person who dedicates himself must not be himself.
"Thanks to that low-mouthed slave, otherwise I would never have had the opportunity to see the noble divine clothes in my life. Today is my lucky day!" shouted a passer-by student A next to him.
"Today next year is the death day of that slave......" Soon a sentence came out of nowhere, making the onlookers burst into laughter.
"Winged ...... of the Wind God" didn't expect her strength to be recognized by this divine robe, and Natalia's burgundy eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration.
Descendants who can wear the garments of the gods at this age?
Mo Chen still maintained a bowed posture, indifferent to the so-called divine clothes, and indifferent to what was about to happen to him.
It's a pity that no one around except Flora found that whether it was the huge energy impact when the divine cloak appeared, or the attraction generated by the air vortex, it didn't play any role in front of this slave at all, and he seemed to swallow up the energy and gravity that was close to him.
The mask of the divine robe covered Flora's puzzled expression at this time, and she remembered one thing in her heart at this moment, could it be that this guy was the same as described in that book?!
......
The lush green spread into the depths of Edda's Song until it stopped at a white tower that stood tall above the Academy.
"It's too ...... to use the Divine Cloak just to deter the new girl from the DelaRoch family?"
On one floor higher in the tower, several people in uniform stood by the window and whispered about what was happening at the school gate. There was a distance of several kilometers between the school gate and the tower, but the young men were standing as if they were standing at the scene of the incident.
"It's sad that a little girl in the second grade has been recognized by Shenyi. I haven't even been recognized by my god clothes yet......" A little fat man with a belly similar to that of a planetary instrument lay at the window and looked at the school gate with a wry smile, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
"Why is there such a big difference between people who are all descendants of God? The second-grader can wear the divine robe, while I, the fifth-grader, still haven't seen my divine robe. What a shame I can!"
"No way, who calls others geniuses, you are a planetar! I heard that the goal of the second grade is Ram's position, it is normal for people who want to become Ram to have such strength, if they don't even have this strength, how can they compete with others?" The silver-haired man leaned against the wall and touched the belly of the little fat man beside him with a wicked smile.
"Don't say anything else, you really don't have anything to say about the feeling of your belly. ”
The big fat hand unceremoniously knocked off the evil hand that was still on his belly, "My target is still Ram! According to your tone, it seems that Ram is in the bag of the second grade!"
"Someone else's goal, your dream! As a result, someone else is expected to be a candidate for the next Ram, and you have a good chance of being sent to a pig slaughterhouse. A beautiful woman said with a smile next to her, and at the same time rubbed her hand on the belly of the little fat man.
"It really feels so good!"
"...... "Why is he molested by this woman every time?" And this woman is the girl he has a crush on, and he is ridiculed like a fool by what he likes, and the little fat man has no other way to go except to die of shame and indignation.
"Now no one can say that Ram's place belongs to him, as long as the Lord of the Sky is still alive, let alone that woman by her side!" The first man on the windowsill looked in the direction of the school gate, his white and golden dazzling hair shining in the sunlight, and a dark gold floating in his pupils seemed to melt everything in the world.
"Deanna O. Sehilal!" As if in a nightmare, the little fat man involuntarily uttered the name, which seemed to carry a strange magic that made the young men standing by the windowsill clench their fists at the same time.
The woman with this name is a nightmare for their group of descendants chasing the throne!
More than twenty years ago, she had already defeated her fathers and was known as the second person under the sky. Her strength is closely following the monument after the god war-the Lord of the Sky, after so many years, her strength is probably already unfathomable, there are such monster-like competitors hovering above their heads, and everyone has a shadow in their hearts.
If anyone wants to become the Lord of the Sky, the successor Ram must cross the mountain that lies in front of him.
"I just got the news that the woman has come to the academy with the Lord of the Sky. I wonder where they are at this time?" the clear woman's voice woke up her companions, who were still in a deep nightmare, and asked them suspiciously.
The handsome blonde man pointed to the top of their heads, while writing in the air with a golden mass: "They're up there!"
"Shall we get out of here, then?" the silver-haired man leaning against the wall quickly wrote a line in the air, consulting his companion's opinion.
After receiving the nods from everyone, the group quickly left the building.
In the topmost room of the White Tower, one of the forbidden areas of the academy, a place that only the headmaster could enter on weekdays.
Daria stood on the tallest building of the Song of Edda, looking into the distance, her eyes changing as she looked down on the empire she had worked so hard to defend.
"The girl of the Kukulkan family is good, she has been recognized by the gods at such a young age......" Daria praised Flora, but her eyes looked at Mo Chen, who was standing motionless in place.
Is this your grandson? It's a mold out of your temper! What a resemblance to what happened decades ago! Only I didn't give up on you then, so I got the position I coveted...... And this time, the Delaloch kid has abandoned your grandson.
She just wanted to deter another candidate who could succeed him. A flat voice came from behind Daria.
Its owner was a graceful young woman sitting at a desk, dressed in a well-cut dark purple low-cut gown, who seemed to be a lady about to attend a grand banquet.
His left hand was in front of his chest, his right hand shook the transparent liquid in the wine glass in his hand, and his long dark green hair was scattered casually over his shoulders, looking up at the piece of glass above his head that was cut off from the night sky.
"You are still so ruthless in your words, that's your brother's great-granddaughter!"
"I don't care about my brother, let alone my great-granddaughter! If we talk about blood relations, which of the imperial royal families is not related to each other? If she does something to that black-haired boy at this time, it proves that she is not qualified to join the battle for the throne. Slowly sipping the wine from the crystal glass, and then looking up at the starry sky obscured by artificial sunlight, nothing seemed to deserve her attention.
"Then let's continue to appreciate it and see what the result will be?" Daria smiled softly, walked to the wine rack behind the woman, selected a bottle of ice wine that had been aged for 20 years and slowly poured it into the crystal wine glass, shaking the golden liquid in the transparent wine glass, and after tasting it carefully, she asked, "Don't you think their encounter is similar to our confrontation decades ago?"
"Without that person, can you be Ram, can you be revered as the Lord of the Sky?" a smile of remembrance appeared on Viktoria's face at the thought of the man from the past. "At that time, I just wanted to embarrass you, but who knew that he ran out stupidly......"
"Without him, Ram's position must be yours!"
"Ram's position is all there is to you, but it's just a noun to me. And he's different!"