After retracting the compass, Tang Qingli calculated his fingers as if he was decent, stroked his long beard that did not exist, and said with relief:

"So far, everything went well, and it seems that the goddess of luck is on our side."

Su Ze retreated from the cross-legged breathing posture, stretched his waist and blinked:

"We should not be under the jurisdiction of the goddess of luck."

Tang Qingli smiled, and sang his fingers hard on Su Ze's head, urging:

"Work quickly, this last building is the only one. Even if he is a young man, we don't give us a certain time to act. If our mission has not been completed after he starts to take action, it will be a big deal."

"Um."

Su Ze rolled up his sleeves, and the tip of a gold-inlaid glass pen with a golden treasure flashed with stars. He walked to the back wall of the building in front of him, calculated the distance with his footsteps, stood at a certain point in the plan, waved his arms and hung his wrists, and the tip of the pen fell on the wall.

Sweat slid from Su Ze's nose and fell into the weeds at his feet with a slight clatter. Tang Qingli spread the palm of his left hand, revealing a small gray porcelain bottle, pulled out the bottle plug and threw it on the ground. He poured all the two pills in the bottle into the palm of his hand, and then he unwilling to knock the bottle mouth. Then he sighed and threw it away, letting the porcelain bottle roll away.

Swallowed the pill, and the compass slowly rotated three inches on his palm, flew to Su Ze's head, and projected a five-element eight-gua diagram mixed with the weeds.

"Shaoyang is moving, and all things are happy to live."

A whispering sentence was swallowed by the sound of wind blowing grass waves. Tang Qingli looked up at the sky and sighed almost unpredictably.

The campus of the Holy Temple College is very large, but no matter how large it is, it has boundaries. Even without walls and guardrails, there are buildings located on the edge of the campus.

The two buildings not far apart have similar architectural styles and their main functions are residences. One belongs to the college property and the other is the private property of ordinary residential buildings. If it weren't for spending some time in advance to "stroll around", it would be inevitable that the innocent would be hurt.

But...it has already reached this point anyway, what's the difference between one more or one less innocent person who was injured?

Not every Chinese player who entered the Holy Temple Academy openly and secretly knows what the purpose of today's action is and what will be the result in the end. However, as Jiang Jinse's apprentices, Tang Qingli and Su Ze were both killed by their masters several times.

Su Ze was simple-minded. Although the task assigned by his master was very difficult, he would not bargain, but would only do his best to achieve it perfectly.

Tang Qingli had a lot of ideas, but unfortunately he couldn't say it out loud. He probably saw his unwillingness. The task assigned by Jiang Jinse and Shisui was to support and accompany Su Ze.

With a self-deprecating touch, Tang Qingli gave his task a vivid nickname in his heart:

Suze's exclusive portable power bank.

Time is tight, and Su Ze needs to paint for a long time, which is extremely energy-consuming (mana). To achieve the expected painting effect, Su Ze must enter the state of forgetting to eat and sleep. It is inevitable that he will use all his magic power without knowing it. Tang Qingli must use the elixir to replenish his magic power while using the "Shaoyang Qingmu Formation" to input his magic power to Su Ze who is concentrating on painting, striving to enable the great painter Su to complete the task with the highest efficiency.

The vermilion brick wall is covered with a layer of gray, and the spider-web-like cracks climb up from the foot of the wall, whether deep or shallow, or wide or narrow, fully reflecting the indifference and the evil taste of random selection when time passes.

The pen tip was paused and stroked, and a few bricks and gravels fell from the wide and deep cracks on the wall, as if just by stretching out your finger and pushing it gently, the strong and dry wall on the outside could collapse.

Su Ze's brush did not stop there, but instead half-squatted down to add mottled and raised moss to the brick wall near the ground, pushing the life of the wall one step to the end.

Although it is not the first time I have seen Su Ze's painting, Tang Qingli still cannot hide the stunning look in his eyes.

Many of them know that Su Ze is good at drawing characters, especially at depicting people's emotions, but when his pen tip turns to seemingly solidified dead objects, Tang Qingli still has to admit that they underestimated Su Ze's ability after all.

Not everyone underestimated Su Ze's ability. At least when the master assigned the task to Su Ze, he did not show any suspicion.

Master is actually a matter of protecting his shortcomings without principles, right? Tang Qingli thought.

However, the leader of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group also showed obvious trust in Su Ze, which surprised him very much.

——"Su Ze's brushstrokes have a kind of purity that is enough to embody abstract concepts."

This is the evaluation of Captain Nick. In just one short sentence, everyone, including Shisui, Shao Wu and other members of the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group, questioned Su Ze, who was confused at the time.

Looking at the wall in front of him that was completely aged by Su Ze with a brush, Tang Qingli recalled the compass, stepped forward in two steps, and helped Su Ze who was sitting on the ground, hanging his head and gasping slightly:

"Okay, the mission is completed successfully and we can retire successfully."

Su Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead, admired his works for a while, grinned and showed off his white teeth:

"Senior brother, I want to go to the auditorium again to see if there is anything I need to do to do with it."

Tang Qingli had no objection. The two of them passed by the shaking high wall, climbed over the neatly built low shrubs on the side of the building, returned to the main entrance of the building, and looked at the opposite side at the same time.

Suddenly the broken glass and the screams of the crowd were perfectly combined, and it poured out from the tall and ancient building a hundred meters away. The noon sunlight reflected on the broken glass scattered all over the ground, making the two of them closed their eyes. When they opened it again, a blood splashed on another window, winding down, dyeing half of the window lattice red.

"here we go."

Tang Qingli seemed to sigh and turned his head to look at Su Ze: "Are you still planning to go to the auditorium?"

......

A sword stabbed the sky, and the entire glass was centered on the tip of the sword, shattered like a waterfall, and the three-foot water pulled away in time and took a step back. Just as he was about to find the target that he had escaped by chance, he heard a dull sound, and the blade that was slanted from the slant hooked the head of the prey.

Sanchishui tsk twice and shook his head involuntarily.

Although all the players transferred this time are above level 60, Xiao Xiaopie, who can send back the resurrection point with just one casual knife, is probably still a newcomer in the 20s?

You can't do more things like bullying the weak, otherwise you will become addicted and will suffer retribution.

Sanchi Shui jumped left and right on the table, and then casually solved the lives of several unlucky novices before returning to his post.

The more than a dozen guild brothers who were sitting in the auditorium dining suddenly became injured under the guidance of Sanchishui. He took advantage of the chaos of the crowd and hid in front of a half-open window.

Three-foot water guard behind him, standing with a sword in his arms, and heard two whistling sounds, and his eyes caught the fireworks rushing into the sky outside the window, and whistled happily.

The fireworks have not exploded yet, and the continuous rumbling sounds have come from all directions. I can tell carefully that it seems to start from the rear and end in the building opposite in a clockwise order.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, people were in an uproar, mixed with shouts of horror and anger, half of which escaped and half were slaughtered, and the auditorium was already much empty, because all the players were killed, and there was no corpse left, and there was not even a trace of blood here.

Shisui glanced at Sanqi Water, who understood the truth, turned around and looked at the players of Yunji Sword Sect and Momen Swordsmen from "Xingtianxia" and "Tiangongfang", and waved his hand.

The sword light and sword light chased out of the auditorium, regardless of the target or the direction. They would chop and kill whenever they saw a living thing. Once there were signs of being surrounded, they would dodge. The art shooters of the Jade Emperor Academy, who were waiting at a high place, took their bows and arrows, but did not fall into one blow.

For a moment, the people chased and killed, were busy running for life, fought back, and hid in panic, and didn't know what to do. They just threw down the "corpse" offline in a daze, making a mess and messing around.

Shisui and Sanchishui also walked out of the auditorium gate, took the chaotic and noisy scene in front of him into his eyes, and looked at each other and smiled.

"Su Ze should remember his first achievements!" said Sanchi Shui.

If you want to talk about who is the busiest, tiring and hardest person in the past two days, it is Su Ze.

He first observed on the spot and drew a floor plan of the Holy Temple Academy, from greening vegetation to large and small paths, and then carefully looked at the interiors of all the buildings, half practicing and half collecting information, providing him with a lot of drawings needed to make plans.

Today, when the morning light was dim, Su Ze and Tang Qingli began the most important and least impoverished pre-war preparations.

Select the outermost building of the Holy Temple College campus and sneak into the rarely-traveled back wall or corner, and use a brush to accelerate the aging of materials such as masonry and stone in a position that can cause structural collapse of the building.

The specific location of the construction and the corrosion of the pen was presumed by Jiang Jinse and Shisui and others. Su Ze also deliberately practiced various painting methods used to describe the ruins under time erosion. After several modifications, the specific concepts to be presented were finalized.

He just wanted to "draw" a small part of these buildings to make the hidden parts of these buildings fragile, rather than collapse the entire building directly. Not only did he have requirements for the speed of painting, but he also had extremely high requirements for the degree and details. Correspondingly, he also consumed a lot of attention and mental power in Su Ze himself - this was also the intention of Jiang Jinse specially equipped him with Tang Qingli, a supply staff member.

"Su Ze is good, our people are not bad," said Sui Ying.

The smoke and dust aroused after the collapse of the buildings formed a circle of walls surrounding the entire Holy Academy, trapping all the chaos and turning it into a temporary island.

"Well, we must not only arouse suspicion and attention, but also ensure that we can take action immediately when the signal that will appear will rise. When everyone cannot react in time, turn the collapsed building into the wall in front of us. All of us who do the world are good!"

Sanchishui said with a little excitement, and couldn't help but hold the hilt tightly.

He is used to being a leader at that time and is only responsible for issuing orders. He will not interfere with the specific details of how everyone does it.

Sanchishui has always had a good relationship with players in the guild. He knew that among the players who asked for their mission to "detonate" the nine buildings in total, five were from Shennong Valley.

The Shennong Valley players are not fighting professions at all. After astigmatizing their pills, they decided to use their remaining heat. The alchemy in their hands may not be able to kill people, but it is still very easy to knock down a crumbling wall at close range.

But this is the case-

"It's just that there are orders of going back to the city. This is just a game. You don't have to be separated from one's life and death like this." Shi Sui advised.

Sanchishui murmured: "But if everything goes well, everyone from all over the world will not know when they will get together again."

I haven't answered this year, so I changed the topic:

"The players from Gaia have already reacted and started to organize a counterattack."

Three-foot water stabilized his mind and saw seven or eight knights and mages with orderly standing positions more than ten meters away. The silver-bright dragon son sword was shining with cold light, and the sword edge was swallowing and spitting, like a dragon's tail.

"Go, I'll charge you."

That year, the jade trouser was placed on his lips, and he bent his way through the formation and burst out excitedly.
Chapter completed!