"First University is not small at all. ”

Immediately after Zhang Jixin, Zheng Qing continued to speak, answering Nikita's previous solicitation:

"The campus is huge, there are a lot of interesting places and interesting people in the school, and the sky above the campus is not gray, most of the time it is blue, occasionally golden or white. ”

"You said that the first university can teach me, you can teach me...... No, you can only teach me how to eat people. ”

"You said that No. 1 University can't teach me, but you can ...... First, universities are really not very good at teaching depravity. I don't want to learn this kind of thing. ”

"You said before that some of the aura in me disappeared, that is, in the school you looked down on, I met a few gentlemen with a little ability, and I learned a little trick that allowed me to get rid of your prying eyes. ”

Similar to the banshee, the young public scholarship student also babbled, wasting his spit in this tense confrontation. It wasn't that he had an interest in refuting Nikita's solicitation—admittedly, it was one thing—but more importantly, Zheng Qing always felt that he had overlooked certain details, which made him still afraid to make a bold move after the entire Sin Hunting Team had assembled.

He faltered in place.

The main hunter of the hunting team was a little agitated.

"Captain!" Zhang Jixin didn't look back, but his tone was slightly heavier: "Let's talk less nonsense! Everyone knows what the situation is now!"

Fat Xin also opened his mouth to remind: "She is our senior, and she has more hunting experience than us...... If you want to send her back to hell, skill and strategy won't work, we need a more direct approach. ”

The so-called more direct way is naturally to be reckless and reckless.

Zheng Qing hesitated slightly.

"The moment I saw you, you should have understood that you may be late, but He will come. Nikita's palm in the sunlight slowly opened, and his five fingers were aimed at the five vertices of the pentagram's battle array: "...... The First University is dying, and the new world is beckoning to everyone who has the courage, so I left the sea, and you left the school!"

"Got it?!"

"Under the manipulation of fate, every struggle you have is like a little bug that has fallen into amber, looking ridiculous and powerless!"

Zheng Qing didn't fully understand the banshee's words, but he could clearly feel a wave of anger brewing in his heart. Before he could figure out the origin of this anger, he saw the light falling from the hole in the roof, Nikita's outstretched palm slowly closed and clenched, as if trying to catch the light.

The black bracelet on her wrist swayed slightly with the movement.

“...... Is it really that important to fall, or not to fall?"

The banshee's melodious voice echoed through the halls of the tavern, and she flew with it.

A few wisps of dust fluttered in the sun.

Nikita's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and at the same time appeared above the heads of the five young wizards, and she swung her clenched, delicate little white fist, as if she had smashed a nail with a hammer, and slammed it into the heads of several young men.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Zheng Qing didn't react at all, a gray shadow jumped out of the void and rushed out bravely. Several doppelgangers of Edamame screamed, opened their mouths wide and bit down on the small fist, shattering their sharp teeth, and dragging the small fist into the void.

Jiang Yu's face turned pale, and a jade stone floated up from the headdress in her hair and crashed under the edge of the small fist. The fist retreated, and the jade also turned into powder, falling from the air, like the fine snow in the depths of winter, stained with the law book she spread out.

A golden translucent turtle shell suddenly appeared above Xiao Xiao's head, blocking the small fist, but the fist was sharp, shaking the turtle shell hammer, and there was a faint sound of broken endoplasm.

Fat Xin didn't move quickly, and he only had time to tilt his head, revealing his strong shoulders. The blue intent surged under the pale blue skin, and it seemed that in an instant, the blue on his body was condensed on his shoulders. When the fist fell and smashed the blue meaning, the fat man just snorted, and the whole person became a little shorter and a little fatter.

The only one who responded effectively among several people was Zhang Jixin.

The moment that delicate little fist fell, the main hunter of the Sin Hunting Team roared, crossed his hands into fists, propped them on top of his head, and met them with fist to fist.

Bang!

Then he flew out again, smashing into the ruined bar again.

The dust rises, the smell of wine fills the air, and the wooden cabinet and the sound of broken wine bottles are intertwined, and there is a strange beauty unexpectedly.

Nikita's figure returned to its place, clenched fists still bathed in the sunlight that fell from the hollow in the roof, and there was a faint sense of crystal clarity.

It was only then that Zheng Qing reacted to what had happened.

He didn't have time to check the situation of his companions, raised the Colt silver python that had already appeared in his hand, aimed at the figure standing behind the sun, and fired a straight shot.

Bang!

Gunshots.

The corners of Nikita's mouth hooked upwards, and two fingers stretched forward—she had plenty of confidence to hold the rune between her fingers—she could imagine the shock and despair on the faces of the little ones on the other side when they saw the rune bullet grabbed by her hand. She even began to think about saying something nice later that would better undermine the confidence of the little ones.

Then, she noticed the expressions on the faces of the young wizards.

There are surprises, surprises, victories, and hope revealed in the eyes, and the only thing missing is despair.

A hint of unease rose in the banshee's heart, and the lich's instincts were wildly warning in her mind.

The ordinary-looking rune had already slid through half of its trajectory, and the paper shell on the surface of the rune had cracked under the action of air and magic, revealing a faint color of blood.

Heavy pressure diffused from the blood, and the surrounding space seemed to condense into one, suffocating. The black bracelet on the banshee's wrist trembled violently, and Zhu Zhu, who was squatting on a chair next to her, flashed with surprise and horror in her eyes.

Nikita knew she was careless.

Her outstretched two fingers twisted back at an almost strange angle, and the ten fingers of her hands flew up, pinching out nine magic seals in an instant.

"Soldiers, soldiers, fighters, fighters, all, arrays, columns, fronts, lines!"

Her mind was blank, and she didn't have time to grit her teeth at the power of that rune bullet, so she could only desperately muster all the magic power in her body, trying to break through the huge pressure of the rune bullet when it fell.

Nine-fold golden mountains descended from the void, nested one after the other, and the mountains were stacked on top of each other, enveloping the banshee in it. There are countless ghosts and ghosts in the mountains, dancing, praying and sacred. There were also huge eyeballs and winding tentacles, attached to the nine mountains.

The eyes opened, and the tentacles danced.

The Blood Rune Bullet landed on it.