"Senior, are you cold? You are in poor health, don't get frozen. There is a blanket in the car." Silber threw a red blanket to Mao. Mao was spread on the seat, with no trace of blood on his face.

Silbe looked at Mao worriedly. He was a famous technical mate in the school because his physical condition was too poor. He said that he was weak and felt that Feng was underestimating Feng's lethality.

Although everyone usually doesn't regard Mao as a predecessor, Mao is indeed the youngest alchemy professor in the history of Melin College, and is known as one of the golden new generations who is most likely to become the next roundtable member.

Mao was lying on the seat of the bus. Now he was the focus of everyone's protection. He was surrounded by members of the student union, while Mo Yang was apologized to the rear door of the car.

Mo Yang now had those two short knives on his waist, staring at the back door of the bus like a door god. His upright posture was not angry and he was arrogant, which attracted the attention of the student union members.

However, only Moyang knew that his palms were sweating in his clothes. All his postures were bluffing, and at least they could not let everyone in the student union know the fact that he was a useless two swords.

"Will there be no second wave of attacks? If the first attack was not successful, the warlock would not have taken the risk of launching a second attack, right? Because the school reinforcements will come soon." Mao said with a weak face.

"But we cannot relax our guard, at least until Senior Green arrives, we must not relax our guard." Silbet replied.

While everyone was on guard against the car, the group of necromancers they were about to be on guard were not far from them. However, these warlocks were wearing special military camouflage, hiding in the forest on the roadside, relying on night vision equipment to monitor the movements in the car.

"What was that woman just now?" The warlock leader shrouded in the camouflage clothes asked the subordinates behind him, and the subordinates shook their heads unanimously.

"It took her less than 3 seconds to kill a strange spirit? A person?" The leader still couldn't believe his eyes. The strange spirit is a necromancer doll that takes a lot of time and energy to create. Even if it is handled by professionals from the Ministry of Magic, it still requires a team of manpower, including the Holy See staff responsible for purification. The strange spirit is almost immune to all simple spells and physical attacks. If it were not for the special purification ceremony of the Holy See staff, it would be absolutely impossible to eliminate it.

But what was that? Yiyouling was burned to ashes by a strange weapon? What kind of flame was that?

"But fortunately the woman left and took away the evil knife. No one stopped us now, and these little kids were still too young. Are your spells ready?" the leader asked again.

"No, and they will not prepare anything like this anymore." A cold female voice rang behind the leader.

The leader jumped and reached out to hold the pistol under the camouflage uniform. He slowly turned around and faced the blood-red eyes.

The woman he called a monster was standing silently behind him, and all the men he brought him fell to the ground and no longer angry.

The female monster didn't leave at all. She just hid in the dark and located her position so that she could wipe herself out.

At such a close distance, the leader was stared at by the woman's eyes and suddenly felt dizzy. An invisible pressure made him unable to move. Even so, he still had a strange feeling, which made him feel that the woman in front of him was really beautiful. The leader was a veteran necromancer, and his interest in women was far less than that in skeletons, but this woman was so beautiful that his body instinctively did not want to move his eyes away.

"Cantonese! You are a vampire!" The leader who has been hiding in the dark side of the magic world for many years can tell where this strange feeling comes from. This woman's eyes are like vampires, and can bewitch humans.

"It's been a long time since I heard this title. You bed bugs really like to make me angry." The corners of the woman's mouth curled up slightly, and the blood in her eyes suddenly became bright.

"No, don't kill me, I have a friendship with the Scarlet Council, you can't kill me!" The leader quickly revealed his connections, hoping to shock the vampire in front of him. The vampire is a very strange creature. He is obviously a monster who can only live in the dark and survive with human blood, but he still wants to keep it up.

With the so-called elegant noble demeanor.

Therefore, the blood clan will definitely not kill himself, as long as he understands his relationship with the Scarlet Parliament.

"Parliament? Are you referring to those three generations of waste?" The woman let out a contemptuous sneer, with a look of contempt and disgust on her face. "How can you think that the group of Killed Woods who are still obsessed with blood and are proud of their cursed identity? "

The leader's face was ashamed, but he couldn't even move a finger under the gaze of these eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, I am a human, a real human." The woman smiled with teeth, revealing her shallow tiger teeth.

The cold blade broke through the skin, teared the muscles and slid the bones, but the leader could only watch the dark blade pierced into his chest like a piece of butter.

"I'm not angry because of the name vampire, but because you didn't treat me as a human. Maybe you won't understand pests like you." The woman held Suzaku in her hand, and her bright face leaned into the leader's ear and whispered softly, just like a lover whispering in her boyfriend's ear, but the Suzaku in her hand was still slowly stabbing into the leader's body.

"How could there be a monster like you in humans? How could a monster like you be a human!" The moment the woman put her face to the leader's ear, the leader's eyes left the woman's pupils, and his body trembled and regained his freedom of movement. Without hesitation, the leader pulled the trigger of the pistol hidden under the camouflage uniform.

Even the blood clan cannot avoid shooting at this distance. The speed given by ancient mythical creatures cannot surpass the ever-changing technological level of human beings.

This PT92 is a weapon hidden by the leader. In principle, even those who use unscrupulous necromancers look down on those who use technological weapons. However, he himself is a pragmatist and he also believes that sometimes a pistol must be more effective than a difficult spell to kill a person.

The 9mm bullet of Pt92 instantly tore open the woman's clothes and skin, leaving several blood holes in her abdomen, but the leader did not stop shooting. The Taurus pt92 was imitated from the Bolai Tower 92, with a load of 17 rounds. The leader was unreserved. It was not until a magazine was empty that he pushed the woman away.

The sharpness of Suzaku was surprising. The woman who was shot several times was pushed back several steps by the push, and Suzaku was taken away from the leader's body without any obstacles, as if he was pulling out a sharp blade from the water.

The leader quickly covered the wound caused by Zhuque. If this woman had not been cruel and had a very slow speed to push the sword blade and would not have time to cause penetration injuries to herself. If the sharp blade in her hand was not too sharp to cause secondary damage when pulled out, she would have been in a worse situation now due to excessive blood loss.

"Bah, stinky bitch, I'm scared. Can vampires dodge bullets?" the leader cursed, but his hand was fumbled into the magazine in his pocket. He usually prepared two magazines on his body to avoid encountering a magazine that could not be solved by himself.

However, just halfway through his move to change the bullet, the woman had already raised her head, and the blood in her eyes was almost thick as if the blood was flowing in her eyes.

The leader was prepared. When the woman raised her head, he had thrown a handful of green powder at the woman. When the powder touched the woman's body, it immediately turned into a thick mist, wrapping the woman's whole body. Only in this way did he have the opportunity to chant spells and isolate the influence of the woman's charming technique.

He didn't think that 17 9mm bullets could cause heavy damage to a blood clan, let alone hit the abdomen. As a necromancer, he did not know the expulsion spells of the Holy See's priests, but for them, they were the ones who knew the necromance best, and the lack of the blood clan was just a corpse with more elegant behavior than others.

"Ah, I'm really surprised. You still have such toys hidden." The woman's voice came from the green fog, followed by the orange light that lit up in the green fog. The green fog next to the woman suddenly dissipated, as if some force was forcibly squeezed away from the woman. The woman held the long knife that began to shine bright orange light in her hand, and said disdainfully.

The 9mm bullet fell from the wounds on her abdomen. The wounds caused squirmed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon became as smooth as before, leaving only the snow-white skin vaguely exposed under the bullet holes of the clothes.

The woman ignored her wounds, as if she was to herself

He is full of disgust with his ability to heal himself.

"Congratulations, you have repeatedly reminded me in your way that I have given up my identity long ago. Really, I remember, maybe I am really a disgusting vampire." The woman looked up, and before the leader could react, the woman was already in front of him, and the face covered by anger was magnifying in his eyes.

Suzaku pierced through the leader's body again. The woman seemed to have not used any posture or sword skills at all, but just like when she killed Yiyouling, she made the most powerful attack at the most critical position with the fastest speed.

This time, Suzaku was still in an active state. Although the orange-red blade could not see the flame, it contained amazing heat. The leader felt an unbearable severe pain the moment the long sword stabbed in, and every cell in his body was captured by violent heat.

"Ahhh!" The leader's scream pierced the sky, and the flames of the Vermilion Bird were scorching together with his body and spirit. Within a few breaths, the consciousness of the human body was burned clean.

The woman pulled out the Vermilion Bird with a cold face, and the leader's body turned into a mixture of clothes and white ashes like a strange spirit. She put her knife into the sheath and looked at the leader of the necromancer who turned into ashes. These guys who played with the dead were surprisingly fragile. At least in recent years, all the members of the Ministry of Magic have been good at fighting skills, and the hunters of the Shadow Cloak are proficient in fighting skills and killing techniques in various schools. How could they fight like such useless waste?

"The reason why you can only live in the dark is not without a reason. So weak, so sad, and so ugly maggots are actually humans?" The woman said to herself, but she understood that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. The reinforcements from the Meilin Academy were about to arrive here, and the screams from the leader just now undoubtedly exposed their hidden position. Now the woman never wants to have a head-on contact with the people from the Meilin Academy. Thinking of this, the woman's figure slowly disappeared in the darkness of the woods.

When the scream broke through the night, all the members of the student union in the bus tightened their nerves in an instant. Although they could not remember which spell of the Necromancer started with such a shrill scream, the words were the carrier of magic, and the language was the chess player of magic. Dominating magic through words and using spells through language has always been the unchanging principle of all wizard schools. Often, the darker and more terrifying spells conveyed by the malice is more obvious.

This scream was like a vicious accusation made by a villain suffering in hell to the world. Even if it was heard, it made everyone in the car get goose bumps.

"Everyone is vigilant! The other party may be attacking!" Silbey ordered and reminded. Everyone in the student union held the wand in their hands, and carefully watched the darkness outside the car with the glimmer of the spell on the bus window, for fear that a rotten and twisted undead creature would crawl out of the inside if he was not careful.

Moyang was even more shocked. As the person with the most famous and worst martial arts among this group of people, he quietly retreated half a step back. Unexpectedly, the other student union had been secretly noticing that this half step was seen by the people who had been secretly paying attention to him. He immediately understood that Moyang was able to move closer to Mao and guard the back door of the car while still being able to protect the others in the car. The awe of the unfathomable Oriental in everyone's heart has risen to a higher level, and many members have even transformed into Moyang's fans.

Unfortunately, Silbey did not bring the female members of the student union this time. After all, so many elites have been transferred, so the daily affairs of the student union require more careful female members to maintain. Otherwise, when you return to school, I wonder how many female members will ask the student union if the agent senior is single, and his blood type constellation and other gossip materials?

After the screams, the forest on the roadside returned to peace again, and there was no sign of the necromancers attacking.

"It's really bad that the school is so remote." Mo Yang complained quietly, and if you are not careful, you will encounter an attack in a place where you don't have a village or a shop. Although there are trees around you, it is the standard for this mysterious academy. At most, you can change the road to railways or something, but you are all connected to the Internet, so why can't you move the campus to a place slightly closer to the city?

But in this nervous situation, no one dared to accept Mo Yang's complaints, and everyone was wary of possible attacks in the darkness.

At this moment, a slight "dial" sound came from the night sky in the distance.
Chapter completed!