The Dustless Land's domain expanded rapidly. He was forcing everything in his domain to leave.
Everything, be it microscopic or microscopic, was forced to leave. The flames were extinguished silently, and the mausoleum lost its power. His cold golden eyes flashed with a terrifying light. In this world, whether it was fire or sound, they all relied on oxygen. Flames couldn't burn without oxygen, and sound couldn't spread without oxygen. The cold had reached a terrifying level of training for his spirit of speech.
The Dustless Land could repel all living and non-living things away from the caster. The cold trained it to do as it pleased, and he could control everything in his domain at will. Even the mixed-blood Monarch Han Xuanye couldn't resist his rejection. Judging from this effect, even Angor might not be able to deal with him. Unless he used Time Zero to slow him down before he opened the Dustless Land and then killed him in one strike.
Caesar and Chu Zihang held their breaths to prevent the little oxygen left in their bodies from floating away. Their blood vessels were aching, and the cold power rejected the oxygen in their bodies. It was just that his control was very weak with his body separated. Caesar and Chu Zihang were now equivalent to being 100 meters underwater.
His cold lips moved slightly. Caesar and Chu Zihang had learned lip reading for a short period of time, so they could naturally see the shape of his cold lips.
"Are you the new generation of the academy?”
This sentence completely made the two arrogant people go berserk.
Victorte's blade cut through the air. It was a light cavalry's blade technique, the Intersection Slash. It could instantly cut off the opponent's mask and cut open his neck.
Han Leng smiled coldly, and the straight-edged sword in his hand directly slashed vertically, colliding with Caesar's Victorado. Because there was no oxygen, such an intense collision would not produce sparks.
Caesar's face showed a smile of success. Because the oxygen was sucked away, his face could not hide the redness and faint purple.
But even so, he still revealed a smug smile.
Only then did Han Leng remember that in terms of close combat, Caesar could only be considered second in Kassel Academy. The first was currently using Murasame to hack at his back.
So that's how it is. Are you using my mocking words as a trap? However, juniors, you are still too inexperienced.
A loud chant resounded in the surroundings. The power of the Dustless Land skyrocketed, and Caesar and Chu Zihang were pushed out by the huge force. Han Leng rushed out and swung his sword with his left hand. At that moment, the world turned dark and only a ray of sword light flickered.
His windbreaker fluttered, and his straight blade sword lay flat.
Han Leng praised the tactic from the bottom of his heart. If his Spirit of Words was not in Dustless Land, he would probably have fallen for it too.
They used Han Leng's sarcastic words to make Han Leng think that they had lost their minds. Then, Caesar would attract the firepower, and Chu Zihang, who had the strongest melee ability, would be the main force and kill them in one blow. It was a pity that the cold, dustless land had undergone inhuman training. In addition, he could maintain a state of explosive health at all times, and his perception was almost as terrifying as a mausoleum.
Han Leng's most common method was to use poison to deal with his opponent.
Cold was an expert who could create poison anytime and anywhere. He had very high control over the dustless land. He could instantly expel nitrogen, rare gases, carbon dioxide, and other gases in the air, causing the entire domain to be under intense pressure and filled with single-element oxygen that was no different from poison. It could take down a large number of enemies in an instant. The problem was that if it was not handled properly, even the cold would be affected.
Unlike Han Xuanye, who had the entire Spiritual Word Sequence, Han Xuanye had to split his attention to train dozens of Spiritual Words, while Han Leng only needed to develop his own Spiritual Word. His control over this Spiritual Word had reached a terrifying level.
It was unparalleled in the world.
The domain disappeared, and the two collapsed on the ground gasped for breath.
"The strongest power of hybrids is always their own voice. You not only have to work hard to train your own strength, but also develop the use of your voice.”Han Han said earnestly," I'm going to Beijing tomorrow to carry out a mission. Follow me." I will hire the best teacher to teach you how to use your own voice.”
Caesar was originally invited to participate in the board of directors, but the news of Han Xuanye's betrayal to the secret party had already spread all over the world. The originally scheduled meeting was canceled, and all the families entered a state of combat readiness. The dragon-slaying equipment and alchemy tools hidden in the ice cellar would be opened at the right time. At the same time, the entire college was in a state of panic. Students were required to carry weapons with them, and even the school workers patrolled Chicago train station.
It was the same for the branches of the academies all over the world.
In fact, all of this was just a smokescreen that Ang Ge was using to act in concert with Han Xuanye.
He placed the straight-edged sword on the ground. His original weapon had been destroyed. The entire equipment department was operating at high speed. A sword that had been passed down from ancient times in the ice cellar had been given to Han by Angre on his own accord. The craftsmanship of that sword was unheard of. It was one of the oldest Dragon Slaying Swords in the world, but the alchemy inscriptions on it were a little messy and needed to be repaired. Everyone in the Bomber Madman Concentration Camp was doing their best to repair the alchemy array. The Dragon Slaying Sword was the pinnacle of human craftsmanship. Legend had it that it was the pinnacle of fantasy craftsmanship, forged by the fairies of Fairyland.
His cell phone rang. The ringtone was Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake. It was slow and lyrical, like a poem in a golden age.
"Principal, what is it?"
"The gift for you is ready. Go and get it!”
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