Chapter 41 Go and Return

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This strange situation like slow motion is not Jing Chen's illusion, but what really happened. Everything has really changed. At this moment, Jing Chen suddenly found that a trace of silver light flashed around his body. These silver light are much different from those shot from the silver ring. The silver light has a strong spatial atmosphere. Obviously, these silver light is formed by space energy.

At the same time, the old man also found something strange in his space. Unfortunately, he has no ability to control this space. Even if he uses the energy mask that binds the whole space, he can't do it, but can rely on an accidental magic scroll to perform it. At this moment, the old man can only watch a trace of silver light wrapping Jing Chen in it, and then the silver light suddenly flashed and disappeared in this space. Not only Jing Chen disappeared, but also the silver-winged dragon sling disappeared at the same time.

The old man looked at the direction of Jing Chen's disappearance in horror, because there was an old face, which he didn't want to see at this moment. He secretly shouted in his heart, but it was too late. The man stretched out a thin finger and gently pointed at the old man. A silver light flashed. The old man's body was instantly hit into pieces like glass. The fragments had not yet to fall to the ground, but it had turned into a little silver light and scattered in the air.

With the death of the old man, the newly evolved ghost dragon was also sucked in by the gray cracks around it, but the colorful energy mask did not disappear. Generally, the magic cast by the magic scroll has such a feature that no matter the caster's strength is strong or weak, the duration is fixed.

The face, which was originally as heavy as water, slowly stretched. Mr. Mo glanced at Jing Chen beside him, and the silver-winged dragon xiao who stopped on Jing Chen's shoulder and was looking at him vigilantly. He smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, your strength has improved again."

At this moment, Jing Chen just recovered from the shock just now. After all, he saw Mo Lao's weightlifting finger with his own eyes, and the shock was unimaginable. The seven-level strongman who fought with himself one second ago was easily turned into fragments by Mr. Mo the next moment, and he didn't even leave any corpses. The strength between the two is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

"Xiao Chen." Mr. Mo shouted again.

Jing Chen recovered, saluted slightly and said, "Mo Lao." Many strong men gathered from all corners of the city couldn't help saluteing when they saw Mr. Mo. Even the ice master who came to hear the news respectfully saluted Mr. Mo, which was very different from when he saw Amanderlong, who just nodded slightly.

Mr. Mo waved his hand and said slowly, "There are several scum in this hospital, and now it has been dealt with. Friends, you'd better break up." After saying that, he turned his head and looked at several strong men of Zeus College and then said, "I have some college arrangements to tell you." With that, he grabbed Jing Chen with one hand, and his figure flashed towards the house where the old man originally lived.

Several people looked at each other and didn't know what Mo Lao had to say when he came late at night, but whether it was the identity of the guardian of Zeus College or the Yu Wei when Mr. Mo was in charge of the college, these people, including Amandron, fell into the courtyard and walked slowly towards the room. This is respect for Mr. Mo. Even Amandron is more than a hundred years younger than Mr. Mo, so several people walked into the house on foot and did not fly in like Mr. Mo.

After listening to Mr. Mo's words, the rest of the people also dispersed. Just now, Mr. Mo had said that this was a family matter of Zeus College, and it was no longer convenient for outsiders to stay here. Of course, before many people left, they still looked at the colorful energy mask with awe. Just now, Mo Lao killed a seven-level strong man through this energy mask. This can't help but make them scared. They can't help sighing that Zeus College really lives up to its reputation.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Mo Lao waved his hand, and a silver light suddenly rose, covering several people in it, and asked in a low voice, "Who can tell me what's going on with this person?"

"This..." "Uh..."

Unexpectedly, no one could answer Mr. Mo's words for a while. Several people were not very familiar with the director of this magic major. Because each major of Zeus College occupies a place in the tutor building and is not related to each other, there is naturally no intersection. Mr. Mo's eyes swept over everyone's face, and finally stopped on Jing Chen's face with a smile. Mr. Mo asked, "Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Chen hesitated for a moment, and told how he found that Hewitt had a device to track Yue Yanran, how he found that the director of the magic major peeped at him, and how he found that the two conspired and killed Yue Yanran and other students of Zeus College. Listening to what Jing Chen said, Mr. Mo's face was getting colder and colder. He couldn't imagine that Zeus College had a scum colluded with the beast court. For Mo Lao, who was familiar with the inside story, this was not a good omen.

From beginning to end, except for Jing Chen, no one in the room made any sound. Even Mr. Mo did not ask Jing Chen any questions, but his face kept changing, but others could not see any reason. After a long time, Jing Chen finished saying everything. Mr. Mo nodded slightly, pondered slightly, and said, "It's not early today. Xiao Chen, you all go back first. This should be a case. I'll discuss it with the college before making a decision." After saying that, he waved his hand slightly, and everyone poured out of the house like an amnesty.

On the way, Jing Chen did not delay. He went straight back to his room and lay down. He stared at the wooden roof and talked with Rios about today.

"Teacher, look at this..." Jing Chen is still a little puzzled by Mr. Mo's slightly abnormal behavior. No matter how he looks at it, it feels like thunder and rain.

"Zeus College should not be a simple college." Rios suddenly said for no reason.

"Uh..." After listening to Rios's words, Jing Chen was slightly stunned. Immediately, he was stunned and instantly understood what Rios meant. He secretly said in his heart that Zeus College is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. An ordinary professional director actually has seven-level strength. You know, even the Holy Spirit Empire has not many six-level strong, let alone seven-level strong.

In contrast to Zeus College, even a magic director with no special status has the strength of level 7. If Mr. Mo and others don't know, he will not believe it. In a place where there may even be a level 9 strong man, how can they not see the strength of a small level 7 undead magician? If that's true, then It's a big joke.

"Why?" After thinking about this clearly, Jing Chen wondered why Zeus College had such a strong strength. What's going on? What attracts these strong men and makes them willing to stay in Zeus College? You should know that these strong people don't care much about ordinary things, and they only care about things that can improve their strength, especially their own strength, but those things are unattainable, so Jing Chen's heart is full of doubts.

Rios coughed softly and said slowly, "If you think about these things, maybe only the tutors of your college can answer you. As for others, it is probably impossible to know."

Jing Chen thought about it and agreed with Rios's words. As Rios said, I'm afraid that only those tutors can explain the reason clearly, but Jing Chen doesn't believe that these strong people gathered at Zeus College to teach and educate talents.

Just as Jing Chen finally understood those words, turned over and was about to continue to sleep, the sad siren suddenly cut through the night sky, and this time the siren was obviously much more urgent than yesterday, and obviously the tide of beasts was more terrible than yesterday.

As soon as Jing Chen turned over, he sat up. The sleepiness that had just been brewed was also gone at all. With a glance, he saw the silver-winged dragon xiao, who had stopped at the head of his bed, flying up and down in the house at this moment, and a bad feeling floated to Jing Chen's heart.

"The tide of flying warcraft is coming again." Rios said slowly, his voice was extremely heavy. Flying Warcraft Siege of this scale has never been seen even in his time.

"How come?" Jing Chen glanced at the silver-winged dragon xiao that was still flying in the room in surprise and wondered. According to Rios, those flying monsters should have been summoned by the silver pterodactyl scorpion. Could it be... The eyes fell on the silver pterodactyl os osor again. The little guy also seemed to feel Jing Chen's eyes and turned around and flew to Jing Chen, as if to explain something.

"Alas." Rios sighed and said in a low voice, "After all, Warcraft is a warcraft. It doesn't have enough benefits, or it hurts enough to be beaten. How can they leave so willingly?"

Jing Chen was slightly stunned and instantly understood the meaning of Rios. His eyes suddenly condensed. Looking at the direction of the Warcraft Mountains, his keen perception made him feel the sense of oppression from there. This feeling cut through the sky like lightning and pressed towards the Cologne fortress.

Just as Jing Chen was about to go out by pushing the door, a rapid horn sounded. Somehow, Jing Chen actually heard a trace of desolation in the sound of the horn, as if it were a farewell on the battlefield, which made people suddenly sink.

"It's the horn of retreat." Rios said calmly, but it sounded a little strange at this moment.

"Retreat?" Jing Chen frowned. It is reasonable to say that there are so many residents in the city, how can they retreat? Is it...

"It's the retreat of the residents, and the horn of the defenders." Rios seemed to know Jing Chen's doubts and explained.

He was stunned. At this moment, Jing Chen finally understood what the strangeness in Rios's words was. It was an unspeakable feeling. At this moment, he finally realized it.

nodded slightly, but Jing Chen did not leave, but flew towards the city with a sense of oppression. Rios did not open his mouth to stop Jing Chen. Perhaps in his opinion, there was nothing wrong with Jing Chen's choice.

Along the way, many residents have left their homes with applications and quickly left in the opposite direction of the Warcraft Mountains. Although there was a solemn atmosphere in the crowd, everyone did not panic, but evacuated in an orderly manner. Obviously, this kind of thing is right. This is not the first time for these residents.

When he came to the top of the city, the first thing Jing Chen saw was the guard general and a group of golden-robed old men. Jing Chen's arrival did not cause much waves, and the soldiers were still doing what they were doing. Jing Chen looked up in the direction of the Warcraft Mountains and saw the dark shadow, like dark clouds. Even the moonlight was covered by the dark shadows, and it was only more than a thousand meters away from the head of the city. A huge sense of oppression is coming. Although in terms of quantity, this beast tide is not fierce last night, in terms of destructive power, flying monsters and land monsters are naturally not equal, otherwise the guard will not order people to blow the horn of evacuation.

The "d Dark Clouds" in the sky are getting closer and closer, and there is a huge pressure on the wall. I'm afraid that if you are a little weaker, you will be crushed by this pressure.