Xavier, who had left from the Eastern End, was not reluctant to give up his money, because he knew that the carriage must be much faster than his own, and it was completely worth it to exchange a few kroner for his quick arrival at Imperial Central University.

Hoping that Captain Andrew and they were able to catch the assassin was a little sorry for Mr. McTheson, and he couldn't help but think in his heart that he had actually used Sika's trust to capture the swordsmith's son, although his actions may have been righteous, but it still made him feel very guilty.

Without stopping, Xavier repeatedly asked the coachman to speed up, so that he arrived at the scene within tens of minutes, Xavier threw the fare out of his pocket, and quickly got out of the car and ran to the Imperial Central University next to the Swordsman Guild.

However, at this moment, the sixth sense in his soul made him feel that something was wrong.

That's what he had been told by the many times he had escaped before death, and it seemed that there was some danger in front of him.

And in the next second, everything in front of him told him what was going on.

An explosion, followed by two, three sounds, like firecrackers, resounded outside the Imperial Central University.

Immediately afterward, a fiery red mushroom cloud-like object burst out of the window of the auditorium, and the temperature difference between the inside and outside created a barometric pressure, creating a hurricane-like wind, roaring on the spot.

Even, Xavier had a feeling of tinnitus, and his vision blurred slightly.

Xavier's expression suddenly became shocked, but he recovered in the next moment, and without hesitation, he used the 'Far Climb', the wind element focused, formed a bridge, and flew directly over the wall of the Imperial Central University with Xavier!

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When Andrew opened the floor and saw the white paper on it, he felt a little bad.

Greetings from Anwen Pandragon, I greet your whole family!

In the midst of all the turmoil, running away is the first reaction of many special forces members, but when they move away from the iron pipe in the floor, they find that the explosion they thought would happen did not happen at all.

Thomas Colt, who had just sat in the guest seat in the audience, couldn't help frowning, he almost wanted to use the space to teleport and escape from this dangerous place, but when he saw that nothing had happened in front of him, the wind element that was originally focused was dissipated by him again.

Is it just to scare us? Andrew couldn't help but be suspicious, and then he took the courage to go to the pile of suspected explosives and pick up the white paper on it.

Then, he found that on the back page of the white paper, there was a small line of writing.

"Explosives are not here. ”

Seeing this scene, Andrew suddenly broke out in a large cold sweat, and then shouted to Baron Thomas Colt in the audience, "Baron, hurry--"

His words were not spoken.

Because in the next moment, he saw an explosion happening, and the explosives were not on the stage at all, but near the guest seats!

Thomas Colt, along with more than twenty guests, and the principal who had just been with Andrew's mouth cannon, were all directly engulfed in this explosion, and it seemed that there was not even the wreckage left, or there were, but Andrew couldn't observe it, because he had been shaken away by the explosion, and even his ears were deaf!

Subconsciously struggling to get up, Andrew only saw that many of his own team members were also affected by the explosion, porous bleeding, and burning flames also spread to their bodies, causing them to scream, and even, some of them did not even leave scars at all, because the shock wave directly shattered their internal organs, and they couldn't even make the sound of screaming.

For a while, it's like hell on earth.

The wails, the wails, echoed again and again.

Andrew, who came to his senses, hurriedly restrained his sadness, and the top priority was to let all those who were still active run out immediately.

But his wishful thinking was not triggered, and when the people closest to the door of the auditorium opened the door, they realized that this was the real Grim Reaper.

The difference in temperature from inside and outside caused a huge wind, up to 300 kilometers per hour, so that the audience who opened the door was actually bounced back inside, and even engulfed by the flames.

At the same time, the flames generated by the explosion also spread in the middle of the auditorium, which was originally made of wood, which was very suitable for burning, especially at such a high temperature, as high as more than a thousand degrees of flames, like a fifth-level fire magic, wantonly ravaging the world, steaming the human body, burning their skin, and making the screams sound everywhere again.

Just when the people of the Great Hall thought that this was the worst-case scenario, they did not think that even if the wind did not blow them away and the flames did not burn them to death, there was still one thing that would be fatal.

That is the combustion reaction.

The flammable explosives caused by magnesium, phosphorus, and napalm consume a lot of oxygen during the combustion process, which naturally makes it, which is already not enough, even rarer, and it doesn't take long for everyone in the auditorium to feel extremely uncomfortable in their lungs.

Sure enough, are they going to die?

Many people have always been in a state of ignorance, and they don't understand how such an unfortunate thing can be found in them, is it divine punishment? But they haven't done anything wrong?

Even, they are a little envious of the people who were directly swallowed by the explosion, because they don't have to struggle, and the pain is also instantaneous, but these people who are still eager to survive, desperately trying to survive, but find that everything seems to be in vain.

Nord felt his breathing harder and harder, and he couldn't help but feel like this.

I have been fighting for so long from the Eastern District, why is it like this?

In the distance, Nord can no longer see his sister, and the original dream of the rise of the East End seems to have disappeared.

He once fantasized that he would be like a character in a drama, admitted to the Swordsman Association, and become the strongest swordsman in the world.

But now, it seems that there is no way to worry.

In the heavy thoughts, Xavier appeared in his mind, the appearance of the master he respected, his sister who studied hard and was admitted to the Imperial Central University, his parents who worked hard to allow them to study smoothly, all kinds of friends appeared, and all the friends who helped him

It didn't take much enlightenment for him to understand that this was a man's marquee before he died, and he had seen countless such pictures in dramas.

I only hate, I'm still a virgin, Nord's heart echoes with the last thought.

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