The Academy of Ixerita, the entire Gera Memorial Square, was silent at this moment.

Every tree, every fallen leaf, even every gust of wind, was frozen in silent shock.

Even the people on the side of the square, whether they were serious professors, lively students, or walking service staff, stopped their movements altogether and watched the sudden scene with their eyes open.

On the screen—

The Saint of Destruction fell to her knees in front of Ranch, unable to stand.

It's like the principal catches an unrepentant bad student and chases him.

Finally.

"Did you see the card he used......

A student asked in a daze.

"I remember that there was a psychic spell called [Mental Interference], which was able to briefly interfere with a target within 3 meters and make it pause, and Ranchi's spell was obviously similar, but ...... I can't say ......."

Psychic control is disgusting, it is either continuous control, or it is so short that it doesn't need to be purified at all.

So at this moment, the Saint of Destruction is also very confused.

Before she could react, she knelt down to Lanchi.

"I'm sorry, there aren't ten moms who can't make this kind of card!"

"Ranch did it himself!"

If they had seen this kind of card before, they might have suspected that it was a netherworld thing produced by the Shadow World.

But now that he is familiar with the habits of the Ranchi tribe, and knows that Ranchi is a quasi-platinum-level card maker, he doesn't even need to think about who makes this card!

"Teacher Dalan is really damned!"

"No, what the hell is he, a white mage?"

In the previous battle of lightning and flint, until Lanchi revealed the professional ability of the white mage, it was only a few tens of seconds for the tide of battle to be reversed.

The students of Ichritic Academy are still amazed by Ranchi's cross-generational healing school.

"And why should he not be influenced by the poet of great love?"

It is well known that at the heart of the Ranch system is the Great Love Poet, who is able to complement the Ranchi people, who are the best at provoking enemies.

But because the poet of great love does not distinguish between friend and foe, he is a card that is terrible enough to devour the master, if he does not have a firm enough mind, he will directly fall into the charm and emotional amplification of the poet of great love, and become a puppet at her disposal.

But many students in the square have watched Lanchi's film world for a long time, and they have only seen Lanqi engage in other people's mentality, but they have never seen Lanqi have any emotional changes because of his great love for poets!

After this person meets a card, he can play freely and gallop to his heart's content, but he doesn't have to pay any price!

Until there was silence for a long time.

“…… Because he is the rising Dongxi, there will be no human emotions. ”

Someone finally answered.

“……”

"You're right, but this is Lanchi, a white mage with high physical strength and a very high mana ceiling, controlled, interfered, unaffected, with its own physical taunts, it will trick you into signing a contract, and it can also add anger and chaos to your opponent that cannot be dispelled.

A strong man from the team of martial artists' souls, tears streaming down his cheeks and showing pain.

It's like finally being able to confide in your classmates about your suffering.

To this day, he still can't forget how Big Sister Cervini, who had never shed a tear, cried all day after their department was destroyed by Lanch.

……

Lichtens Castle Chapel.

Even though the setting sun has already heralded the arrival of dusk, the straight afterglow under the stained glass glass crisscrosses the world, as if it can penetrate every corner of the world.

In the light reflected from the side of the largest rose window.

Rapidly losing her balance, the Saint of Destruction Adelis fell to her knees.

Ranch stood straight in front of the Saint of Destruction, looking down at her motionlessly, with a little pity and pity in his eyes.

“……！！”

Realizing the situation, the humiliation crushed the dignity of the Saint of Destruction like an invisible mountain, and her fingers clenched the ground, her nails as if they were about to dig deep into the tiles, making a hoarse sound.

"Ahh......!!!hh

Her body trembled violently in pain and anger, each trembling seemed to challenge the harsh reality, her bitten lip was already bleeding, and her pride and self-esteem were like blood that could never be returned.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Rankie's voice was calm and slightly stern, as if he was torturing her last dignity.

The Holy Maiden of Destruction faced this humiliation like never before, and her vision blurred uncontrollably, the tears that were about to overflow were accumulating, almost bursting.

Finally, a crystal tear slipped from her noble and cold eyes and dripped onto the cold floor tiles.

The Saint of Destruction who has never knelt down to anyone.

finally clearly realized that she had knelt down on her knees in front of the people of the Southern Continent at this moment, to a young man who was younger than her.

The incomparably sharp gaze that seemed to be cast from the present world through the broadcast of the shadow world made the Saint of Destruction want to turn the enemy in front of her to ashes.

It's a step away from Lanch, but it's infinitely far away.

The indifferent expression on Lanki's face at the moment was like he had never treated her as an opponent who needed to be taken to heart.

He was simply punishing her.

The Saint of Destruction didn't know what other cards Ranchi had to despise her so much.

While being carried away by this emotion, the last shred of reason she had left was making the final choice.

The executioners, paladins, and male guards who saw this scene immediately reacted!

"Kill !!"

"Battle !!"

They knew it was their chance.

The three of them kept sprinting at full speed, and the weapons in their hands brought a blast of wind, like three lightning bolts, heading straight for the destruction saint Adris.

At this time, the legs of the Saint of Destruction, which seemed to have lost consciousness, were trembling more and more, which was a sign that she was about to recover her nerves and be able to stand up again.

Even if they wanted to subdue this desperate Saintess of Destruction today, there was almost no hope that all three of them would survive, but in order to protect the safety of their other teammates and save the present world from natural disasters, they were still resolute, and their steps were as if they had no time to die!

However, at this time.

When the Saint of Destruction had gradually gotten up and could see Ranch again.

I saw Lan Qi with a shallow smile on his face, holding an orange epic in his left and right hands.

The haunting orange mist on his left hand was as ominous as an abyss, and the blazing orange electric cocoon on his right hand was as sacred as the sun.

No matter which one it is, it makes the Saint of Destruction feel a creepy warning of crisis.

Both of these are by no means ordinary orange epics, and they are terrifying killer moves that can decide her fate in a split second!

“……”

Ranchi didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was like that of a fairy in a lake, asking the Saint of Destruction—

Which card do you want me to use for you?

(End of chapter)