Lost.

Really lost.

In the most impossible way, I lost this exam.

In the rest room, where the needle dropped, Joseph's mind went blank as he looked at his hand.

At the moment when that blood-colored glow fell, they had already done their best to try to turn the situation around.

They took out the staff that they had originally used to deal with the monsters, and mobilized so much magic power that they couldn't normally control, and built many, many layers of magic that were definitely more powerful than before, and threw it out.

But it didn't work.

The figure, with an unrivaled attitude, shattered their magic, shattered their already small will to fight, and descended from the sky in a god-like posture holding the sword of judgment, killing them for the race.

Looking at the ground in amazement, Joseph realized for the first time what powerlessness was.

He had exhausted all he could, but he still couldn't put half of the pressure on the other party.

"Everyone is a freshman, why ....... How much difference can there be between people......."

Joseph didn't understand.

He raised his head and looked around blankly, only to find that the classmates around him who had taken the exam with him and were kicked out by the same person also had incomprehension written on their faces.

Think back to the beginning, when they were pulled up.

At that time, when I heard that we were going to deal with that person collectively, everyone looked indifferent, and even discussed what kind of posture to use to beat each other.

But now?

I became the one who was hanged.

Although there are not many postures, just one is enough to pierce their not-so-strong psychological defense.

"That bastard, why, can be so strong as ........"

Someone finally couldn't bear the pressure, covered his face, and cursed: "He must have sold his soul to the abyss devil!" ”

A complaint arose, and soon, someone echoed these words: "That's right! We are obviously from the Department of Magic, but he used the way of a warrior to take the exam, which is obviously unreasonable! ”

"Moreover, seeing that his armor is not there, it is as red as blood, and it is not a good thing at first glance. If this is not for the sale of souls to the devil, how can you get such armor? ”

"Anyway, why can he bring armor in? It must be cheating! ”

"Sure enough, the people of the Blazer family are all livestock who don't take the rules seriously!"

"Report it to the teacher, report him! Disqualify him!

”

“.......”

As the noise intensified, the invigilators, who were watching the students outside and not letting them leave the room before the end of the exam, were also alarmed.

After a little understanding, the invigilator scolded: "You are not strong enough, but your mouth is not good." ”

Someone refuted: "It's obvious that he cheats!" ”

The invigilator sneered: "You said that someone cheats, then you tell me, where did he cheat?" ”

The man came up with the most obvious "evidence": "He is a magician, why does he have armor?" Why fight in the way of a warrior? ”

The invigilator was slightly stunned.

As a janitor, it is naturally impossible for him to have spare time to watch the live broadcast of the exam, let alone know what happened in the exam.

Hearing the magician take out a pair of armor, this thing that defied common sense made him subconsciously stunned.

And because of his stunned look, it seemed to pour good fuel on the resentful arrogance of these students.

The next moment, their noise became more intense.

The invigilator's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly unfolded his magic and asked for advice.

Soon, Morris walked in.

The students in the room recognized Morris, and the moment he entered, the classroom fell silent for a moment.

But soon, the complaints returned.

"Mr. Randolph, Blazer, cheating on the exam!"

"He didn't cheat." Morris's voice was very cold, "Blazer's armor is his summon, and he himself is a summoner belonging to the wizard branch. ”

"In the exam, Blazer did not have any violations, but you, when the rules do not allow it, privately contact and target your classmates. Now that you have been defeated, you are still unwilling to admit your weakness, but want to blame others for your failure? ”

Morris's words plunged the lounge into a library-like silence, and for a moment, no other sound could be heard, except for the violent heartbeat caused by mood swings.

It's just that, although Morris suppressed the voice of resistance, most of these people still have great suspicion of Lynn.

Their faces were full of disbelief, and they even vaguely scolded Morris in their hearts as Lynn's counselor.

Morris only sneered a few times at this.

He raised his hand and threw out a philosopher's stone.

"Since you don't want to believe it, let me see what kind of opponent you are........ No, you don't qualify to be his opponents at all. ”

Stopping the conversation, Maurice drove the Philosopher's Stone and released a projection.

The magic flows, gradually sketching a real-time picture.

Above, the black-haired boy was stepping up the stairs to the temple at the end.

"Now that you have lost your qualifications for the exam, you only need to watch him as spectators and enter the temple that represents victory."

"You may not cheer for him, but you must admit that he is the only winner."

.......

Lynn swept away the smoke and dust, and stood again in the valley where no one was there.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at the growing blood red on his chest.

"No, this kind of consumption is still not enough."

In the confrontation with Fang Cai, his armor still withstood a lot of magic impacts, and while resisting, it was also using its own unique devouring magic function to consume its power.

It's just that, in this way, its already small capacity is filled again, and by the end of this battle, it is already in a state of limit.

It may only take a little more magic and it will be on the verge of collapse.

Lynn tried to put the armor away, but his desire for greater magic made him resist Lynn's recovery as if he had regained his senses.

In fact, if it is forcibly withdrawn, it is not impossible, after all, what Lynn signed with it is a mandatory master-servant contract, and this armor cannot resist any of Lynn's requests.

But if you really want to do this, then the magic power in this armor will inevitably riot immediately, bursting the original container, and turning it back into that impurity magic that cannot be absorbed between heaven and earth.

Lynn felt that there was still a lot to explore on this armor, and that it would be somewhat wasteful when used as disposables.

"I can't help it."

Lynn looked up in the direction of the temple, squinting slightly.