When Milton heard this, his tone became more curious and he said, "For example?"
"Many," Su Shijun touched the bracelet on his wrist, looked forward, and replied calmly: "For example, the demons on the wanted list, or the dark wizards who are not welcomed by the school; or some existences deep in the starry sky...
The black tide that enveloped the Silent Forest hit the campus."
She thought of Kolma she had met not long ago, of the alien projection that Zheng Qing met in the North District, and of Poseidon who might be curled up in bed and sleeping in, and her eyes became a little more worried.
Milton laughed dryly.
He thought of the wizards of the Dark Council who had dealings with the Moon Council, and thought of the sneaky big rat, and looked around guiltily.
Everyone was so worried that they were speechless for a moment. Only the clear sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
After a moment, William Talbot's voice sounded in the silence: "Do you need to notify the school?"
"What I have is temporary control," Su Shijun shook his head, thinking it was unnecessary: "Since I know everything, then the school must have known it too."
"This does not affect our notification to the school." Compared to her, Hun Wuyu was obviously more experienced. He floated to the side and looked down at the messenger witch who was leading the way: "...So, please inform me."
"yes!"
The witch bowed her head in response, pulled out a piece of light yellow talisman paper, and recited a spell.
She moved her fingers slightly, and a paper crane with a thin mouth and eyes disappeared from her fingertips with a flash of fire.
…
…
The other side of the castle far away from the Yuexia Parliament Lounge.
Professor Yao, the dean of Jiuyou College, was walking in a dark and long corridor accompanied by several black-robed wizards. One of them, a witch with long blue hair, was holding a memorandum and reading quickly:
"The pre-timeline operations are coming to an end. We have established a dominant position in 48 of the 49 main timelines, repelled 31 demon teams, defeated 17 demon teams, and occupied the key position.
At the time point, fifteen wanted demons of A+ level and above were captured, including Sister Shipton, the Death Prophet who was a quasi-grand wizard, as well as Misty Doro, Misty Carter, Misty North, Iceberg Frankent, and Whirlpool Ghost.
Suo, Poseidon Huang Yue and other six demon team captains..."
"Wait a minute," Lao Yao raised his hand, interrupting the blue-haired witch's statement: "I just went out to chat with old friends for a short while, but I feel like I missed a lot of things... The war hasn't started yet, we've already
Did you sink the Mist? How could you capture the captains of the three Mist ships in one go? Are you sure they are not up to some conspiracy?"
A wizard next to him with a sallow complexion and deep forehead wrinkles immediately replied: "The General Staff Headquarters also had the same doubts, so all the prisoners of war were sent to the atrium as soon as they left the timeline to feed Xuanhuangmu...
...It is precisely because it has absorbed too much demon blood that the Xuanhuang Fruit matures prematurely."
"So you called me back in a hurry." Professor Yao nodded in confusion.
The blue-haired witch paused for a moment and added an explanation: "But according to the divination speculation of the great wizard Yang Mingzi, these captured monsters are 'poison baits', which are deliberately provided by the sea monster and the lich in order to anchor the exact location of the black yellow wood."
Sacrifice'... Therefore, at the same time when the Xuanhuang Fruit matured, the demon coalition also obtained the corresponding coordinates and information."
"Hey," Professor Yao shook his head, sneered, and commented: "Misty is still cruel and ruthless. Maybe in his eyes, only the great wizards are the same kind... other monsters are expendable. Little does he know that losing time means losing time.
In terms of online competition, half of the entire war has been lost."
"If he could not accurately anchor the Xuanhuang Wood, the entire war would have failed before it started." Another familiar voice sounded not far behind Lao Yao: "The lives of several registered wizards were exchanged for the opportunity to seize the Xuanhuang Fruit.
, this is a very shrewd deal...not a ruthless one."
The professor turned around and it was Professor Yi Jiazi who taught divination.
"A fortune teller has a dirty mind." Old Yao chewed his pipe, looked at Professor Yi with disdain, and snorted: "Perhaps in your eyes, this world is only a chessboard with crisscrossed lines of fate, and the objects falling on the lines.
Every chess piece."
Blue-white smoke swirled around the two professors, but it could not cover Professor Yi's shining eyes.
"A very subtle metaphor." Professor Yi smiled slightly and was not angry at all because of Lao Yao's evaluation: "It's just that most diviners, including me, are still very, very far away from the realm you mentioned."
"I'm very busy," Lao Yao impatiently continued to chatter with Professor Yi: "I just came back from outside, don't disturb me to listen to the briefing... Why are you coming here to me when you are not dispatching troops and generals at the staff headquarters?"
"It's fate." Professor Yi shrugged, playing with an ancient copper coin between his fingers: "I was just chasing the most eye-catching variable. I didn't expect to meet you... What do you want to know? I can tell you.
your."
Upon hearing this, the blue-haired witch put away the memo in her arms, lowered her head slightly, and took two steps back. The other followers in black robes also took the initiative to step back, leaving room for the two great wizards to talk.
Professor Yao took a deep breath from his pipe and exhaled a strong stream of smoke.
"What the hell," he muttered, and continued to walk towards the end of the corridor. As he walked, he asked: "I just mentioned that in the timeline pre-operation, we have gained an advantage in the forty-eight main timelines... What's left?
What about the next one?”
"I don't know." Professor Yi replied simply and neatly: "Maybe the other party, or maybe we, introduced too many variables into that timeline, causing that timeline to be obscured by the fog of fate... The only thing that can be confirmed is
The 'power of rules' of a higher level appeared on that timeline."
Hearing the words 'power of rules', Professor Yao quickly turned around and glanced behind him. Several black-robed followers lowered their eyebrows, as if they had not heard the professors' conversation.
"Relevant departments?" After he withdrew his gaze, he glanced at Professor Yi and confirmed softly.
Professor Yi shook his head.
"That's why I'm chasing that variable," he said, the copper coin between his fingers jumping more and more nimbly, his eyes staring blankly at the shadowy corridor: "Bound by relevant agreements, the 'relevant departments' do not
He did not participate in the arrangements for this black prison battle. So everyone is curious about where that power comes from..."
Before he finished speaking, a soft but clear chirp of a crane suddenly sounded.
Immediately, a ball of fire flashed, and a paper crane with a thin mouth and patterned eyes rushed out of the void, circled around Professor Yao for two weeks, and finally landed on his fingertips.
puff.
When the fire went out, the paper crane spread its wings and flattened it into a piece of letter paper.
Lao Yao lowered his head and carefully read the message conveyed above.
Professor Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and said softly: "Oh... it's so bright!"