Russell instinctively retreated, trying to avoid being contaminated by the black smoke, and at the same time tentatively pushed forward, unleashing a "spirit drive" on the bone giant.

It didn't work!

The Bone Giant is not a spirit, but an undead creature with a physical body!

Seeing that the bone giant had rushed in front of Russell, he raised the white bone knife contaminated with black smoke and slashed towards Russell!

I saw Russell's front, the golden light was shining, and the flames of light dispersed the black smoke that drifted in.

"Hahahaha, it's finally summoned!"

Subway's voice came.

A yellow turban wrestler stepped out of the flames.

I saw Nalux, whose face was like red jade, and his beard was like soap velvet. He has a three-zhang figure and ten thousand catties of strength. On the side of the yellow scarf, the golden ring shines brightly; In the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor frost is spread to swallow the moon shadow. He often protects the Dharma in front of the altar and subdues demons every time he comes to the world. (Note 1)

Subway, who had just been summoned, took a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

The core course of the second-year major in the Department of Creation and Summoning is "summoning", but the specific summoning of different creatures has different spells, which need to be specially studied and practiced.

While Russell and Nocturne were tug-of-war with wind chimes, Subway was trying out a summoning spell that he had just learned from his family elders.

However, because he was not skilled enough and the spell level was high, it was difficult for him to cast it with only the peak strength in the middle of the second year, and it took a long time for Subway to summon it.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Lux lifted the double hammer and fought with the bone giant.

On one side is the glow of the sun, and on the other side is the dark cloud cage is lifeless. This wrestler pulls out the mountain and covers the world, and the corpse is treacherous and vicious.

For a while, it was difficult to tell the difference.

Subway was not idle, and while hiding behind to summon, he took out the holy water cannon that had been made in advance, sprayed water on the bone giant, and did some auxiliary interference work.

Most of his power is allocated to maintain such a powerful summon, and it is difficult to cast any more spells, but he can still shoot water guns and move flexibly.

Let's fight, the painting style is quite mixed...... Russell muttered silently.

Nocturne frowned slightly.

The Bone Giant she had just summoned was able to defeat the vast majority of sophomores. According to Subway's rating method, it may be the peak strength in the late second grade.

However, the glow on the Yellow Turban Lux dispelled most of the black qi of death, and with the unparalleled strength and the guerrilla assistance of Subway's body, he did not fall behind.

Even so, the few death black qi that passed through the light barrier still slowly corroded the body of the wrestler, and I don't know how long the wrestler can hold it.

But fortunately, this is only a summon, even if it is eroded by the breath of death and falls into the root of the disease, Subway will not be heartbroken.

Anyway, it hurts not him!

This is also an advantage for summoners to deal with the enemy's weird and vicious methods, so that the summons can carry the effect.

Nocturne did not waver in any way because the bone giant was pinned, but pointed the black flag at Russell again, symbolizing the negative energy of death, condensing at the top of the banner and locking Russell firmly.

After reaching the third-year level, the shortcomings of the Necromantic and Life's lack of means of killing were compensated for by the instantaneous death spell.

As long as this hit hits, there is a high probability that Russell can be killed directly!

Even if you die, you can still hurt the other party!

……

Above the underground cavern, inside the library.

The sound of crackling spells echoing through the library.

Glass windows shattered, rows of bookshelves blown up, or smashed by summoned demons.

The flames were billowing and churning, illuminating the entire library red, but some areas were covered in frost. The glass vial containing the alchemical potion cracked to the ground, and the glass shavings were trampled into powder by the feet of the mighty demon.

"Why? Where the hell is the boss? ”

"Boss, boss, we need support!"

"Could it be that the boss wasn't teleported together just now?"

The two red-robed demon priests, one tall and one short, had a smile on the corner of their mouths, and their faces were relaxed, looking at the five people who were stubbornly resisting in front of them.

In front of them, in the central hall area of the library, the wooden golem and the four White Wolf Club cadres were covered in bruises, surrounded by summoned demons.

"How so?"

As the leader of the five, Young Master Bai looked haggard and panting violently, and his right hand was already covered with a pitch-black black magic glove.

This glove allows him to perform dark magic 3 times a week. Each time it is used, the wearer suffers a random curse as a side effect, and the lower the wearer's level, the more intense the curse.

During the battle just now, Shiro was forced to activate the glove twice and suffered two curses.

The first curse doesn't seem to have any visible effect. But the second curse made his skin covered with pus, making him even weaker.

"Could it be that before the teleportation happened, my brother left the library early and was not teleported to this space together?"

Bai muttered in a low voice, a little unable to believe this terrible conjecture of his own.

From the very beginning, did they not have the slightest hope of winning at all?

Black Star and Blood Moon confronted the 5 people who were seriously injured, and at the same time raised their magic weapons: "Goodbye!" ”

"Stop!"

Shouts came from behind the two.

Bai was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the back of the two red-robed priests.

A girl with short hair stood there, staring at the two red-robed demon priests, holding back her fear and restraining the trembling of her body.

It's Nanami!

She came out hiding in the corner?

Despair welled up in Shiro's heart.

He knew very well that Nanami was the weakest one here, and he couldn't change anything at all.

This is...... Do you want to die with a girl you have a crush on?

What kind of bloody plot is this!

Bai's originally handsome, but now pus-covered face, revealed a wry smile-

Since that bad entrance exam was slapped in the face by Russell and Subway, all fates have become like stories in the hands of second-rate screenwriters.

Oh yes, I also saw Russell and Subway in the library this time, as if these strange fates were connected to them......

The two red-robed priests also noticed the black iron badge on Nanami's chest, which meant that she was only a first-year student.

The two responded with a sneer.

"You and us...... There is no necessary contradiction...... It doesn't have to kill everyone...... If we end up fighting to the death...... At the very least, it will consume a little bit of your strength! ”

Nanami slurped, his tone trembling, but he still tried to convince the two cult leaders.

Blood Moon disdained it and said coldly:

"I'm sorry. The smell of slaughter and blood, especially the tragic death of the transcendent, was itself an offering to the king to come into this world, as a kind of blood sacrifice ritual that helped to break the seal.

"Oh, you probably don't know about the seal. It's really sad, just a bunch of poor worms who were deceived by the academy, kept in the dark forever, and died without knowing it.

"Even if we don't kill you, maybe one day you will become a sacrifice of the academy and disappear inexplicably, and no one will even remember you...... Rather than that, why not sacrifice you to the king now? ”

What Blood Moon is talking about is the Conjecture of the Red Order of Chaos about the disappearance of students as depicted in Russell's Book of Shadows. As for whether the conjecture is true or not, it is irrelevant.

"Not bad, not bad."

Bang bang bang.

Someone is applauding!

The two red-robed priests were just about to make a move to eliminate the six people, when they heard applause from the depths of the library.

(Note 1: This description is adapted from "Water Margin")

(End of chapter)