In mid-air.
The scene where the great wizards confronted each other.
"This feeling, there’s no mistake."
Professor Yao looked at the purple-haired witch who crushed several charm guns, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply on an indifferent face: "Shallow Jin Ryoko... why is it appearing here."
"Shallow Jin Ryoko?" Mist Captain turned his head, tilting it to look at the two great wizard demons beside him: "Sounds familiar, who is she? Is she on our side?"
The giant eyeball incarnated by Gustav Darren swirled and turned downward, landing on the purple-haired witch.
After a while, it replied in a low voice: "She is a prisoner in the Black Prison, reportedly ascending to a great wizard demon in this world, very different from ordinary great wizard demons, but not entirely the sa as other demon spectrums, possessing high research value... one of the targets of the Land of Desolation this ti."
"Oh, then she belongs to you." Mist Captain waved his hand indifferently.
Just a rather special demon, although at a great wizard level, but to sea demons not adept at magic research, it’s not more valuable than a brain-full of registered wizards, so Mist Captain was happy to do sothing beneficial with little cost.
Then it lowered its head, looking at the purple-haired witch — or rather, more appropriately, the purple-haired demon — and curiously stroked its chin:
"A prisoner from the Black Prison, shouldn’t they all be on the battlefield in front of the outer castle? She can actually break through to here... indeed, she’s extraordinarily talented, formidable, very formidable."
...
...
As the great wizards in the sky confird the attacker’s identity.
In the field.
Black Cat, Zheng Qing, Jiang Yu, and the two teaching assistants, also ca back to their senses.
"Who are you?!"
"You are not Azur... who are you?" Hilda’s slightly panicked voice rang out not far away: "Where is Azur, where is Azur?!"
"Azur?"
The purple-haired demon raised her hand, making a gesture of cradling her face: "Are you talking about that little girl? Of course, she was eaten... I must say, the school’s children are becoming more and more delicious now, is this spiritual enrichnt? Hohohoho..."
This sentence made everyone’s heart sink as if into an icy cellar.
"Ahhhhh!!"
Hilda let out a low growl, drawing a short knife about a foot from behind, swinging it with blood-red eyes, rushing towards the demon; Zhang Yu, without a word, also ducked low, charging at the witch, the pages of the Law book in his hand flipping rapidly, rustling like the sound of a surging river, and in an instant, several spells ford around the Law book.
At the sa ti, Black Cat opened its eyes wide, opening its mouth, and under its white sharp teeth, the faint red ’Cat Orb’ was slowly gathering, swelling from the size of a grain of rice to a ping-pong ball, and then to the size of a volleyball.
The ’Cat Orb’, now a dark red, was condensing power and exuding astonishing magical fluctuations.
The demon snapped her fingers casually.
Snap!
The two aiding teaching assistants who rushed forward seed to run headlong into a charging rhinoceros, spewing blood as they flew backward, collapsing to the ground, unconscious.
The short knife in Hilda’s hand spun in mid-air, revolving several tis before clattering to the ground; Zhang Yu’s Law book suffered a more tragic fate, with the lost control of spells tearing the Law book into pieces, and the backlash of the spells exacerbating Zhang Yu’s injuries, causing him to cough up more blood.
As for the Black Cat, the purple-haired demon dealt with it a little more seriously—just a little—she extended two fingers, placing them on Zheng Qing’s shoulder.
The Black Cat issued a warning growl in its throat, but ultimately had to dissipate the Cat Orb, which had already started to take shape in its mouth.
"Who are you?"
The Black Cat sneezed, tiny sparks bursting from its nose, it glared, repeating Hilda’s earlier question, except obviously knowing a bit more than the teaching assistant gentlen: "...Not many wizards can bypass my senses silently, even great wizards... you should not be a naless character."
The purple-haired demon gave a charming smile.
"Thank you for the complint."
She placed one hand on Zheng Qing’s shoulder and with the other hand lifted the hem of her robe, taking a half-step back with one foot, slightly bending her knees, but not bowing her head, rather eting the Black Cat’s eyes directly, with an expression on her face that was intriguing:
"Number 0031, prisoner of Black Prison, Shallow Jin Ryoko, it’s a pleasure to greet friends from ’the relevant departnt’."
The Black Cat grunted.
"What do you want?" It raised its paw, wiping its nose, warily watching the demon’s fingers placed on the boy’s shoulder, its expression very ugly.
"Freedom."
The demon answered without hesitation, at the sa ti raising her head, glancing upwards with deep aning, then withdrawing her gaze: "I want freedom."
In mid-air, ca several dissatisfied snorts and sneers.
From both the great wizards and the great demons.
"No one will stop you from leaving... whether it’s this battlefield or this world. No one." Black Cat frowned, obviously, the demon wanted more than just the literal sense of freedom, and her subsequent answer also proved this point.
"Hahahaha, leave? Where would I escape to?"
The purple-haired demon clearly had a very clear understanding of her situation: "Escape is not only shaful but also useless... if being free while being hunted by wizard bounties is freedom, then I would rather stay in the Black Prison forever. At the very least, I don’t need to worry about those desperado bounty hunters."
"You are already at the great wizard level existence, do you still need to worry about re bounty hunters?"
"Great wizard?" The demon curled her lips: "I’ve heard there’s a legendary wizard sneaking around hunting outside... Otherwise, how did Behemoth and Eris both fall into the Black Prison?"
"You are different from them."
"No, the sa." The demon pushed up a strand of purple hair from her forehead, revealing her already crimson eyes: "I am the sa as them, all are demons."
The Black Cat was silent for a few seconds, deciding to change the way of negotiation.
"They are just a few little wizards, I am just a cat." Black Cat emphasized the identity of several people and asked in return: "Why do you think the Alliance would compromise with a great demon for our sake? This kind of hostage-taking to seek fairness is extrely absurd."
"Absurd?"
The demon held a completely different view: "As you said, the Alliance would naturally not agree to my unreasonable demands. I also didn’t intend to negotiate with the Alliance’s hypocrites. I want to chat with the relevant departnt. The promise from the relevant departnt is more reassuring than that of the Great Wizard Conference... As for the hostage, ordinary hostages would naturally not be enough, but this young man should suffice, right?"
Saying this, her fingers placed on Zheng Qing’s shoulder slid downward, brushing past Zheng Qing’s neck, sliding to his chin, then hooking her fingers, sliding back along the boy’s cheek.
Zheng Qing felt as if his entire body of goosebumps was about to fall off.
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