The "they" mentioned by Vice Principal Ruoyu refer to the staff of the relevant departments.
As the guardians of the most powerful force in the wizarding world, the relevant departments have a very detached status in First University. Apart from the president, not even the two vice-presidents have the authority to deal with anything related to them.
Therefore, after hearing the old wizard's guess, Shi Hui looked as expected.
"One day..." she muttered under her breath.
"What?" The old wizard next to him may be old and his ears are a little deaf.
The witch glanced at him and raised her voice slightly: "I mean, I felt a very strong power of destiny in that red cloud... It was not the almost nothingness of destiny in the relevant departments, but it carried a trace of the universe.
The power of destiny in light colors.”
"Zhou Guang?" Vice Principal Ruoyu finally moved his eyes away from the hell equation outside the city and looked at the red clouds on the horizon. He quickly counted with his fingers in his sleeves. After a while, he said softly:
"If I remember correctly, during the previous timeline pre-operation, a hunting team failed and did not return on time because they traveled to the future across time and space to fight..."
"So, when they appear at this time node in advance, the missing period of cosmic light power between their present and past will flow back," Shi Hui said with a thoughtful expression: "This is also
This means that they will receive double or even higher levels of reinforcement in a short period of time."
"Destiny always likes to be so lucky," Ruoyu said with emotion, leaning on his cane and stroking the silver wolf head sculpture on the head of the cane: "Ever since that sheep climbed out of the abyss, I have been thinking about how to deal with it... Now
It seems that fate has arranged everything."
"Except for what's in front of me." Shi Hui stretched out, yawned widely, and returned his gaze to the criss-crossing runes outlined by the magma outside the castle.
"Except for the immediate trouble." Compared with the witch, Old Man Ruoyu's words were very neutral.
The city fell into silence for a while.
The other wizards stood dozens of meters away from the two vice-principals, looking like pillars without ears, eyes, or mouths.
The two vice-principals faced the cold wind, silently waiting for the poisonous snake peeping outside the black prison, thinking about how many heads the snake had, and at the same time silently watching the riot that was gradually rising outside the castle.
Yes, until now, from the perspective of First University and the black prison management department, the excitement caused by the prisoners is still limited to the category of 'riot' - regardless of the hell equation that besieged the entire castle, or those who lost themselves
The prisoners and cannon fodder that came forward like a flood later did not pose a substantial threat to the castle - the real war had not yet begun.
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Outside the Black Prison Castle, the prisoner's attack driven by four giant monsters has entered the next stage.
This was not an evenly matched confrontation to begin with.
On one side are the prisoners who lack magic power, lack magic weapons, and are very weak physically and mentally; on the other side are the army of wizards who have nothing to do. They only need to stay safely in the solid protective circle, separated by a thick magic barrier.
Throwing out piles of spells and talismans.
The defenders have a steady stream of magic power supported by the Black Prison Castle, and the school provides potions and talismans at no cost. The only thing they need to think about is how to effectively kill the 'thugs' outside the castle.
So, after a brief battle of less than half an hour, the prisoners abandoned thousands of corpses and retreated into the night. None of the defenders of the castle died in the battle, except for a few slightly reckless hunting teams, because
The charging distance was a little further, and he was injured by the poisonous flames of the Hell Equation, but it was not a big deal.
Although demons have no morals, they are cunning by nature and will naturally not engage in such a loss-making business.
In the darkness, the howls of communication kept coming and going.
The corpses of prisoners discarded in the spiderweb hell equation were slowly melted by the flowing magma amidst those howls, and their flesh and blood were mixed with the hot magma, rolling silently.
In the distance, there were faint sounds of blessings from several big demons:
"Based on the hell equation..."
"Sacrifice our flesh and blood!"
"Using the flying bone powder as a matchmaker..."
"Sacrifice our souls!"
"The hot magma restrains the pulse of the earth!"
"I anointed my head with fat and attended the banquet of my enemies..."
"The night bestows His blessing—"
"Open the Eyes of Sauron for us!"
As the big demons prayed in unison, the magma that was originally flowing quietly in the spider web of the magic circle seemed to come to life, like dark red fire snakes, winding up, climbing ashore, then coiling up and starting to pile up.
Stacked layer by layer.
Magma flows, flesh and blood roll, and black smoke fills the air.
The newcomers continued to climb up along the base where the fire snake had been coiled in front. After climbing to the top, they continued to pile up. In just a short time, hundreds of thick pillars were piled up.
All the pillars are dark red after the magma loses temperature, sometimes mixed with some blue-grey.
At the top of the pillar, there are oval-shaped, olive-core-like eyeballs, held up by black mist, floating in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, they bring out streaks of blood-colored lightning and silent thunderbolts. Even though they are separated by several layers of barriers, the ancient
The young wizards in the castle seemed to be able to feel the slightest tremor coming from the air.
The great lich Sujiad stood in the center of the undead army, looking at the pillars in the Hell Equation, paying particular attention to the large and small eyes on the top of the pillars.
On the top of the skull of the skeleton soldier on his left side lies a palm-sized jade spider.
The death knight's mount on the right has a snail-like tentacle sticking out of its forehead in a very unconventional way - like a mutated unicorn, except that the horn is made of flesh - and there is a pitch-black eye on the top of the tentacle, looking around.
Gulu gulu keeps spinning.
"Good luck," the jade spider hissed, and Ili Rose chuckled: "The wizards in the castle seem to despise our Eye of Sauron... and they didn't even come out to stop it."
"If any great wizard stands up and fiddles with it twice, those pillars will fall into pieces."
The snail tentacles on the forehead of the death knight's mount trembled for a moment, and the eyes at the top of the tentacles were replaced by a dark mouth.
The mouth opened, and a slightly hoarse but unexpectedly beautiful female voice came out: "I think they just find it troublesome and want to wait until we are all done with it before they can clean it up in one go."
This sounds a bit depressing.
But the several great wizards present are all people with extraordinary ambitions, and they will not run away because of the disadvantage they face. Moreover, this is a black prison. They are already in a desperate situation, and they have nowhere to run if they want to.
The Jade Spider hesitated for a moment, and finally asked in a low voice: "The reinforcements you are talking about...are the sirens called Misty, will they really come?"