The wind blows, and the fire rolls.

The stability of the day is like an illusion, false and unreal, as if a simple touch can draw a crack in this disguised peace. Curt has always advocated that this is an era of peace, and that the world, which has just ended the Great War, can temporarily lay down its arms and welcome a beautiful new life.

But Lizzie felt that this was just a luxury...... At least for now.

There are people who fight, and the extremes of inter-group fighting will lead to war. The exhibition of civilization has changed people's habits of life since ancient times, it has increased exchanges between all corners of the world, and at the same time intensified contradictions. The so-called "beautiful new life" is just a rare rest.

Running between the fires, Lizzie heard the roar of an explosion not far away, and wondered if there was some part of the spell or monster that had been blown away. The heat licked her body, the light and shadow of the flames dancing in front of her eyes, illuminating the path ahead of her.

This heat was far less than the fire that erupted from the mouth of the Chimera, and even if a "butterfly" formed by the condensation of flames was almost touching Lizzie's face, she didn't make any moves. The salamander itself has the power to breathe fire, and the monster must have somehow strengthened the power of the flames.

The infirmary, which was supposed to be located in the central security zone, was reduced to the front line in less than a moment after the war began, one of the battlefields where the academy and the "True Eye" were fighting. Attacking a medical facility that maintains a lifeline, the other party who will do whatever it takes to achieve his own goals is as bad as ever.

"Lizzie, just leave these things to us. Please go to Yinyao Pagoda to 'take refuge' first. ”

She wanted to assist Curt in fighting the Chimeric Beast herd with that Chimera, but was stopped before she could prepare a spell: "You are still an apprentice in the Theory Department of Catrice Academy, until you investigate a qiē. You don't need to expose too much of your abilities just yet. ”

Although she had only recently entered the school, the area where Lizzie went was heavily defended, so she still believed in the college's defenses. Although the current offensive of the "True Eye" is almost about to overturn the stable atmosphere of the academy, this should only be a temporary tragic situation.

It's probably the safest place in the entire college, and it's not an exaggeration to call it "impregnable". Not only were there a large number of high-level mages defending the perimeter, but with the presence of the Wind of the Twelve, Lizzie couldn't imagine what kind of attack would threaten there.

But what persuaded her was another, more straightforward reason: the college, "the safest place in the area around the Carterres," had been attacked by the other side. So what's so strange about the "Silvershine Tower, the safest in the Cutrice Academy", being attacked by the enemy?

Since most of the apprentices and ordinary workers in the academy had rushed to the Silver Tower for emergency refuge at François's request, there must have been a large number of ordinary people gathered there. They are numerous and lack the ability to protect themselves. It may not even be clear what happened to her.

There is no doubt that these "innocents" are as fragile as a baby's arm in the face of the attacking True Eye, and they can be broken with the slightest force. They are undoubtedly the most suitable targets for attack. It is more likely that they themselves were one of the targets of this sneak attack.

Think about it. What if among the thousands, if not tens of thousands, of people were mixed in with a few maniacs carrying spells that made poisonous gases or violent explosives? Or take a step back, even if only one terrorist with a knife was mixed in?

The growing chaos is like a snowball, and with the right angle, even the tiniest snowflake can trigger a devastating avalanche. As long as the slightest seed of uneasiness is planted in people's hearts, it will inevitably shine into irreparable results after taking root and sprouting.

No one should fall victim to the Eyes of Truth conspiracy - although she felt it would be more appropriate to leave the task to François and his "elite". However, Lizzie chooses to follow Curt's instructions and go to the Tower of Shining to guard against a possible attack.

It's as if you want to squeeze out the air in your body. Lizzie sighed, then suddenly reached out and grabbed the butterfly-shaped flame that was about to stick to her. Shining brightly, they are undoubtedly genuine fires. Even when you struggle in your hands, you can feel the fiery magic.

It's just a simple spell, and even if it has the form of a "butterfly", it's still a dangerous flame in nature. Lizzie's fingers were closed, and the crude spell shattered in her hand.

The powder drifted away, and Lizzie seemed to hear the broken voice of the "beautiful new life" advocated by Curt. Not only her and Curt's daily lives, but all those caught up in this chaos are no longer able to regain their old "routines" - which may become their midnight nightmare for many years to come.

In the process of Lizzie's retreat, what she saw was a more tragic situation than the home field where there was a fierce battle. The monsters that infiltrated the academy through the underground passages let out their fury unleashed, and all the qiē they saw fell victim to them after the battle began.

The square, which was only a dozen paces away from the infirmary, was almost in ruins, and the once bustling streets were now in a hellish state. The huts on both sides of the road were lit by flames erupting from the mouth of an enraged Chimera, and the sound of crackling continued to burn.

Along the way, Lizzie has no biological reactions that are now human, indicating that there are no living people around her. I don't know if I should be happy or not, after all, even if someone is trapped in the fire, by the time she arrives, it will be charred, and there is no way to carry out rescue.

It seems that in order to correspond to the environment that has been reduced to a battlefield, there are a lot of remnants of destruction left around. The metal fence had left several unnatural dents and breaks, and the flame-burned wooden parts wafted a smoky smell, and in many places even left the claw marks of predators.

The unnatural depression appears to have been caused by the impact of a large blunt object strike or explosion. The scope of the living wave is constantly expanding, and if no one arrives to extinguish the fire, it will probably not be long before this place in the center of the academy is completely consumed by the flames.

These injuries are no doubt proof that there was once a fierce battle here, and many of these damages were left behind by mages or monsters that enemy enemies had thrown into the academy. But the tear marks like the scratches of a fierce beast were particularly eye-catching in these scars, which made Lizzie look twice.

These claw marks not only scratched the wrought iron sign of the shop, but even the street lamp pole erected nearby. This is not something that ordinary beasts can do—although these lamp poles are not as hard as wall armor, they are made of steel, which is not as hard as ordinary stone.

What is the origin of a beast that can break steel thicker than an adult's thigh with brute force and leave deep scars on the ground?

It was clearly not left behind by the fire-breathing Chimera - it had been intercepted by the mages guarding the other entrance to the infirmary from the moment it appeared. And the claw marks it left behind were indicative of its size and strength, and it was clear that it could easily tear the Chimera to shreds.

Just as Lizzie stopped to examine the monster scratches left on the ground, she suddenly felt the air around her change. The magic was agitated by the flames that spread around them, and they were artificially given new powers, reorganizing and surging to her location.

Although faint, Lizzie still felt the killing intent directed at her, and there was no doubt that the magic of this sudden artificial change was directed at her. The next moment, she reacted immediately, and her thin body jumped backwards, jumping out of the area shrouded in strange magic.

Cracking sound!

The space where he had been standing was filled with a blue-white light, and the restless air rubbed against it, bursting with clusters of flickering electric sparks. Just a simple spell, swift and stealthy, but not powerful enough to kill a grown male—at best, to deprive him of his mobility.

"Hmph—"

The sound of the surrounding building materials being burned by the flames mixed in with a slight mockery. A young man in a black robe stepped out from behind the remains of a nearby pile of refractory bricks, the light of the flames shining on his face, and a smile of pleasure from the bottom of his heart hung on his thin face.

"It's really funny. A very natural smile hung on his somewhat arrogant face, and the flames of no mercy reflected in his eyes, "I didn't expect a little ghost to be able to detect my spell, it's funny—well, it's funny." ”

He was in his late twenties, and he wouldn't be in his thirties at most. The slender and slender body with the lackluster face made the body look even weaker than Curt. Even if Curt was always sick, his eyes would not be as bloodshot as this young man.

Like a cat catching a mouse, he suddenly burst out laughing out loud, and there was an incomprehensible madness hidden in his slightly hoarse laughter. In his cloudy eyes, there was not only a raging heart, but also a kind of chaos that only people who had been addicted to drugs for a long time could see.

Facing the black-robed young man who suddenly appeared in front of her, Liqi just pouted: "I don't think it's interesting to dodge an attack. Perhaps for some addicts who abuse drugs to the point of intoxication, their laughter is also a little different from that of ordinary people. ”

Ambush on the path leading from the Infirmary to the Tower of Silvershine, and use spells to attack those who pass by. Just by making such a move, it is almost possible to judge on the spot that the other party is an enemy belonging to the side of the "True Eye". What's more, there are obvious traces of abuse of illegal drugs on his body.

So she straightened up, and glared back without fear, her eyes full of contempt for the young man, who was nothing more than a source of information sent to her door. (To be continued!)

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