The black robe wearing a mask of defacement did not satisfy Thomas' curiosity.
When performing special tactical team missions, he was used to being taciturn and minimizing the probability of mistakes. Generally, his Dharma Book spoke for him in this case.
But today, he finally spoke up against one of the best seniors in the teaching assistant team.
"The only lesson that mankind has learned from history is that he has not learned anything from history." The sound under the mask of defacement is mechanical and cold, but it is difficult to hide the faint ridicule: "—We have long known those stories, the Gypsies, Jews, and Skuru people, seem to betrayal flowing in their bones. But the school always turns a blind eye to the thought that all evil can be corrected."
Thomas restrained the gentleness on his face and the kindness in his eyes.
Most people in the school only thought he was a German, but they didn't know that he had a faint alien bloodline. This bloodline came from the Skuru tribe, a race that wandered around the entire universe after the destruction of the mother star. In a sense, it was indeed somewhat like the gypsies and Jews on Earth.
He sighed softly.
No other unnecessary attempts.
Open the Dharma Book and activate the summoning spell imprinted on the title page.
Circles of flaming star-like magic circles bloomed in front of him, and dense black spells were like insect swarms gushing out from the ground, clustered together, head and tail, expanding around. In a moment, most of the purple mandala gardens in the fence were flooded.
The Six-Gate Golden Lock Formation is a very powerful bondage magic array that can surround the wizards in the formation to the greatest extent and ensure that any means of escape will be invalid.
But for this reason, this magic circle lacks sufficient attack power.
In other words, when the wizards who built the magic circle unfolded the six-gate golden locks, they trapped the enemy in place and also lost the means to total the enemy.
Therefore, the black robes outside the fence could only watch Thomas summon the huge monster with a hideous appearance.
Edge type.
This giant god weapon model named after the Fringe Academy has become somewhat well-known in the alliance and is known to more and more wizards. The black robes who perform the pursuit mission are naturally no exception.
The light green spell light surged out from the star magic array like a spring, slowly lifting the monster that was more than ten meters high and slender. It had an insect-like face, its mouth opened and closed to both sides, and its skull was covered with hard and smooth carapaces, which were covered with twisted, almost dark green, transformed magic patterns. When it shook its head and tail, a trace of lightning flashed between the patterns, and a palpitations tremble filled the air.
The summoner closes the Dharma book.
The summoned monster slowly lowered its body and opened its mouth wide.
A monster of more than ten meters opened its mouth like a door that opened and closed. Before entering, Thomas stopped, looked back at the black robe that had just spoken rudely, and thoughtfully said: "...What kind of words would a wizard use to describe betrayal best reflect his background and character. So, judging from your words, you should be from Alpha Academy. If a wizard like me is a natural betrayer in your eyes, what about Professor Monteria? What about Monteria with ancient blood and noble surnames?"
He smiled softly twice, turned around and entered his mouth that was on the edge.
The mask of the face covered the dark robe's face.
Professor Monteria was born in Alpha Academy, and he played a very disgraceful role in the big event that shocked the entire league a few months ago, and has become a shame for all Alpha people. To some extent, the knife that Thomas stabbed back with his backhand was far more than his harm to Thomas.
After all, Monteria is the real leader of the crows.
Buzz!
The dark green magic ripples stirred from the soles of the feet on the edge, creaking the small wooden house, and a few inconspicuous tremors flashed across the six-door golden lock formation.
The black-robed wizard took a breath, removed the messy thoughts in his heart, quickly pinched his hand gestures, and hooked up his teammates: "The six gates are locked... shock!"
This is one of the few magic circles that are slightly aggressive.
But the effect was not satisfactory, and the monster in the magic circle just shook his body slightly and there was no other reaction. On the contrary, the flame-shaped ring mark on its forehead slowly began to shine, reflecting the word "2" in the seal script in the center of the ring to be particularly clear.
This means that Thomas has officially activated this giant god weapon.
Bang!
A huge impact suddenly came. Although the light golden magic array did not fluctuate, the black robes clearly felt that the speed of magic power flowing in their bodies increased for a moment.
Randomly, they found the origin of the loud noise.
The long, lizard-shaped tail on the edge was rising high, and under the gaze of six wizards, it hit the light golden light film hard.
Bang!
The dense firecracker-like sound rang out fiercely. Thomas did not waste a trace of magic, but used the simplest and most crude physical attack to deal with the six-door golden lock formation.
In just a short time, a trace of indelible cracks appeared on the light golden light film.
Just when the black robes thought the target was about to escape, a team of wizards wearing cat-faced masks arrived at the battlefield in time to help the black robes stabilize their positions.
It is the crisis support team of the Three Fork Sword.
"——Supreme, Thomas." The three-fork sword in the head seemed to know the wanted person in the magic circle and tried to give him another chance to choose: "Dan Hagg will give you justice."
"Danhag, hehe..."
The sound of the cold machinery was not from the magic circle, but from behind the two hunting teams. With a sneer, heavy steps came from the forest: "When can the school affairs be intervened by Sanchao Sword or Danhage?"
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
Soon, four tall and hideous figures appeared in the sight of the eleven hunters.
It is four new edges.
"--trap?"
This word appears in everyone's heart.
The six-door golden locks unfolded instantly, and eleven hunters of different backgrounds gathered together at the fastest speed to build a smaller but sturdy defensive formation.
"It's those crows!"
"Didn't they escape to the new world? Why did they suddenly appear here!"
“Is it time to think about why?”
"Merlin is on! Five-headed Edge Type...How many monsters did the first university release!"
"These five should be... They are said to have served as Monteria's escort squad and placed elsewhere before he attacked Bouge Island, so they were not caught by the school."
"I don't want to verify their origins, I just want to go out alive."
The eleven-person magic circle was exchanging thoughts nervously and fiercely.
But those newbies don't seem to be in a hurry to attack them.
Thomas stepped over the tall castor hedge, looked down at the eleven small ants in the open space, shook his head at a very small amplitude.
"When the Romans and the Tang people could not find enough 'good children' to manage their empires, these great empires began to hire foreign tribes and barbarians. As a result, everyone knows that the empire began to decline and then perish."
His voice seemed cold and sharp under the edge-shaped retelling: "—Do you know what it means? Some things can be handed over to others. But some things cannot be found in outsiders. We could have provided schools with more and more reliable 'good children', but unfortunately... Just like what you just said, the only lesson that humans have learned from history is that they have not learned any lessons from history."