I guess the whole world is gathered here.

Although this is impossible, I can't help but think so, and the only reason for this thought is because there are too many people.

Football stadiums, gladiatorial arenas, Olympic Games?

It's completely incomparable, it's weak.

This is the real sea of people, as far as the eye can see, in addition to people, there are people, left and right are people, up and down are people, front and back are people, in all directions, the sky and the earth seem to be surrounded by people.

With so many people inside the auditorium, even if everyone was just talking in small voices, the sound of the convergence filled Zhuang Mingge's ears like a tsunami.

Whoa...... Whoa...... It rings non-stop.

The sound waves hit like a tide, endlessly, Zhuang Mingge even felt that his brain was about to be overexploded by these sounds.

Touch!!!!!!

Then there was a loud muffled sound, as if a bomb had been detonated in a small space, and it instantly swept in all directions, in the heavens and on the ground, in every corner of the Great Hall, and reached everyone's ears.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

Needle drops can be heard.

Everyone closed their mouths and didn't make a sound, Zhuang Mingge was no exception, originally he wanted to complain to Sion that it was too noisy, but since the muffled sound that swept the entire auditorium, his body couldn't help but sit up straight, closed his mouth and said nothing.

He couldn't help but scan around and find that everyone was just like himself, with his chest straightened and his mouth closed.

――It's super powerful magic that I don't know.

Zhuang Mingge's heart was slightly abrupt, but he had no intention of continuing to speak, he looked at the circular square in the distance, and added an eagle eye technique to himself, in his eyes, the human beings the size of black spots on the circular square were instantly magnified dozens of times, and every move of these people was in full view, even the expansion and contraction of the faces on their bodies, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of their facial expressions were as clear as a hundred-inch high-definition movie.

Rafis stood in the center of the circular square, like a spear, his body was straight, looking at the front meticulously, in front of him, there was a high platform, on which sat several teachers, looking down on Rafis with a condescending attitude, some expressionless, some gloating, some worried, some sneering......

These teachers have different expressions, but the only thing they have in common is that they all have prominent status.

Sultan Uris, Director of the Private Academy of Magic of Yves Saint Laurent.

Vice-President of the École Privée Saint Laurent - Cainchel Kefa.

Deputy Dean of the Private Academy of Magic of Yves Saint Laurent - Godel Shuro

Descendant of the founder of the Saint Laurent School of Magic - Cléa Culus

In addition to the above four, there are also some teachers, but their identities are more than a little bit worse than the four of them.

On the left side of Rafis stood a beautiful man wearing a white shirt, dressed like a fairy tale prince.

This was the first time Zhuang Mingge had seen this man.

Holding great power, standing at the apex of 300,000 students, looking down on all the students of the Saint Laurent Private Academy of Magic, the purest pure-blood, extremely disgusted with discriminating half-breeds, making countless half-breeds live under his pressure, even desperate men.

Legendary student council president.

Warfit Vincent.

In the face of the gaze of countless people, whether it is worship, respect, disgust, or hatred, he regarded it as a floating cloud, and did not shake the bottom of his heart in the slightest.

He stood there quietly, but as if he was independent, the sun, moon and stars revolving around him.

The world seemed to be blessing him.

The chosen one!

This is the real pride of the sky, the pride of the sky.

Zhuang Mingge looked at this man silently, his expression was indifferent, and he did not waver in the face of such a storm, and even all this was just a drama in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

He was like a god standing above the clouds, looking down on all beings.

In Zhuang Mingge's gaze, the magic power in his body was like a sun that emitted a terrifying light, radiating in all directions, sweeping through the nine heavens and ten earths.

Zhuang Mingge knew that this was his delusion, but in his feelings, the strength of this student council president was unfathomable, even if it was not as good as the teacher who taught the class, but at least it was above the students.

Zhuang Mingge glanced around, but he didn't find a student who could compete with him.

"What a horrible man. ”

Suddenly, Xiang's voice sounded in Zhuang Mingge's mind, it was a recitation.

He turned his head to glance at Theon, only to see Theon shining a sharp gaze directly at the student council president, "Do you feel it, Mingge, our future enemy is even more terrifying than we imagined." ”

"You feel it too?" Zhuang Mingge asked rhetorically.

"How can I not feel that kind of magic like the sun, shining on everything in the world, endlessly, I am sure that the demon who signed a contract with this guy is definitely not an ordinary commodity. ”

Theon said categorically: "At least the upper demon." ”

Zhuang Mingge is no longer an ordinary person who didn't know anything about the magic world at the beginning, after living in the Saint Laurent Private Academy of Magic for so many days, he has understood a lot of things.

For example, magic is divided into levels, and demons are actually divided into levels.

Like the level of magic, demons are actually divided into lower demons, middle demons, upper demons, and great demons that surpass the upper demons, as well as peerless powerhouses who stand at the apex of hell and are worshiped by all demons...... The Seven Kings of Hell.

What the Seven Kings of Hell are, even ordinary people know.

Whether it's novels, movies, TV series, or the Bible, they are super scary beings.

Let them make a contract with mankind? It is no less than letting the president and the beggar eat in the same pot.

No way.

Therefore, when people summon demons and obtain magic seeds, they generally summon lower-level demons, and a few lucky ones will summon middle-rank demons to obtain purer magic seeds.

Several famous golden mages in history have obtained the magic seeds of the middle demons.

If you sacrifice some rare sacrifices when summoning, such as dragon blood, angel feathers, or other items of the same level, you can attract high-ranking demons.

You don't even need to pay sacrifices like the "Seven Original Sins" and "Justice" to get the Mana Seed.

But this kind of situation is usually only played out within the wealthy families, how can ordinary magicians obtain such a precious item and sacrifice it.

Even the wealthy family, the Crown family, would not be willing to give up such a precious thing to obtain magic seeds.

Only the true heirs of the crown family are eligible to obtain the magic seeds of the upper demon, which is not only pure, but also powerful, with terrifying power.

There is no difference in the size of the magic seed, whether it is the magic seed of the upper demon or the magic seed of the lower demon, in terms of "quantity", there is no difference in the slightest, it is almost exactly the same.

But in terms of "quality", there is a huge difference.

Even if the two sides are on the same starting line, the Magic Seed of the Lower Demon is at best a roller shoe, while the Magic Seed of the Upper Demon is like a limited edition Ferrari car.

The longer the time, the greater the distance between the two sides.

The magic seed of the student council president is obviously at least the magic seed given by the superior demon, not only powerful, but also pure, many students seem to be a level shorter in front of him for no reason, and they don't even dare to look directly at each other.

This is also the pressure that comes with the Magic Seed.

His magic was so brilliant that it shone like the sun, and even a few teachers couldn't suppress his light.

Countless people cast their eyes on him, but he disdained it, and his heart was higher than the sky.

"It's good luck not to be the heir of the Vincent family. Theon said sourly.

Zhuang Mingge smiled disappreciatively, and teased: "What's the matter?

"One thing, that's the magic seed given by the superior demon, don't you envy it?"

"I don't envy at all, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. ”

Zhuang Mingge pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

He didn't tell Theon, in fact, he really didn't envy, the other party's magic was brilliant and fierce, like the sun constantly radiating outward, and the other people who were oppressed couldn't raise their heads, but Zhuang Mingge didn't feel the slightest.

In his perception, the magic seed in his body is like an abyss, devouring everything in heaven and earth, no matter what it is, it can be devoured, devoured, devoured, although it can't be seen from the outside, but it will never be worse than the other party's.

The reason for this, Zhuang Mingge guessed that it might be related to his prediction pupil.

Maybe it's all given to me by the unknown being.

"Raphais. ”

At that moment, Sultan Uris, the head of teaching, spoke up.

Zhuang Mingge and Xiang were suddenly shocked, cut off their thoughts, and focused all their attention on the circular square.

"Yes, I'm here, Vice Dean. Rafis heard the other party call himself, his eyes that were originally slightly narrowed instantly opened, and his straight body became even straighter, like a javelin.

"Today's meeting is dedicated to the grievances between you and Warfitt, and as the plaintiff, you can briefly tell you why such a meeting was held. ”

Sultan Uris said calmly.

Rafis took a deep breath and saluted to several teachers on the high platform, "Vice Dean, I think you have also heard that the Student Council issued an order for our Half-Blood Alliance to be disbanded within seven days, which is unfair and does not comply with the rules of the Academy, Lord Vice Dean, the Student Council is abusing its power and oppressing the students of the Saint Laurent Private School of Magic, I implore the Vice Dean to withdraw from the position of President of the Student Council of Warfitt." ”

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