High School of Wicked Magic

The Pegasus was like a stream of light from the sky, and like a meteorite falling from the sky, it rushed straight at the momentum that could smash the earth into pieces, the air was torn apart, and the earth under Zhuang Mingge's feet instantly turned into dust.

This demolition method is already world-class.

"Tsk... As expected of the Sun God." Zhuang Mingge's calm face was distorted for the first time due to anxiety.

The strength of the enemy was more terrifying than he had imagined. When the sun god Mithra recognized Zhuang Mingge and used the fighting method of the gods, Zhuang Mingge found himself like a boat in a storm, capsizing at any time.

Ah, what a fierce and terrifying attack this is.

The galloping pegasus and the flames of the sun can evaporate the earth when it burns, and the wet soil will dry up in an instant, turning into a barren desert.

The Demon God's Book next to Zhuang Mingge jumped out automatically, launched a defense, and blocked the blow for Zhuang Mingge.

The galloping Pegasus slammed into the Demon God's Book hard, and both sides were bounced off at the same time. The Demon God's Book flew hundreds of meters into the air and turned into a stream of light, while the Pegasus rolled in midair and suddenly turned into a phoenix.

The phoenix spread its wings and let out a loud and long cry.

The sky boiled up.

The Book of the Demon God flew back from the sky like lightning, and approached the phoenix with menacing momentum. It flipped open, and pages of paper left the book, flying in the sky, forming a terrifying hell dragon.

Every page of the Book of Demon Gods contains a powerful spell.

The hell dragon composed of so many pages seems to have really summoned the hell dragon from hell, emitting a terrifying dragon power.Lifelike, even the pupils exude powerful magic.Can set fire to destroy everything.

Zhuang Mingge took a breath.

This dragon consists of more than 3000 pages, which means that more than 3000 different spells make up this hell dragon.The strength is naturally unfathomable, and it can compete with the Phoenix.

The hell dragon let out a deafening roar, opened its mouth, and spit out two bolts of lightning.One of them approached like a lightning from directly above, and the other struck from behind like a bird.

The flame phoenix turned slightly in mid-air, dodging the lightning attack, but the two lightning bolts cooperated skillfully as if they knew their positions, and chased the flame phoenix.

Mithra, the sun god, shouted loudly.Throw a punch at Zhuang Mingge.

His fist was like a hundred thousand suns exploding at once, and the power that erupted was suffocating. Under his fist, the world was as fragile as tofu, and a hole was punched out by a punch.

Zhuang Mingge held the Demon God's Book in his hand, opened it, and without reading it, he casually wrote a few pages, and threw it out.

These few pages turned into a sharp sword, a barrier, and a blue flame.

The Blade is an ornate longsword.No one controlled it, but they slashed at Mithra, the sun god who threw out his fists without fear. As soon as the two sides touched, the sharp blade collapsed.Was smashed to pieces.

The barrier was blocked in front of Zhuang Mingge, even if a hundred nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, it could not be destroyed, but it was smashed by the sun god Mithra.There was a crisp sound like a ping, like glass.

I don't know how wonderful the blue flame is.Even the Sun God's fist was blocked, and Mithra's body froze slightly.

but.That's all, Mithra, the sun god, soon recovered.However, Zhuang Mingge took the opportunity to tear a page, and a stone pillar suddenly appeared, flew out of nowhere, and hit his weak breastplate directly.

Uh... Mithra, the sun god, let out a distressed cry, and the brilliance on his body also weakened.

From the looks of it, Zhuang Mingge's attack really worked.

However, Zhuang Mingge had to be thankful that he just shot an arrow with the moon god's bow, which pierced through the chest of the sun god Mithra, otherwise the blow would not have any effect on the sun god Mithra at all.

But it was different now. This act of sprinkling salt on the wound annoyed the sun god Mithra, but it undoubtedly made his wound tear open and his divine power drained faster.

The golden blood fell drop by drop, and flowers bloomed on the ground.

Every drop of god's blood can create a king-level magician. Zhuang Mingge regrets that he can't collect this blood. In such a fierce battle, a little distraction will lead to a miserable end.

"It looks like my victory will be next." Zhuang Mingge taunted the gods, trying to hit him, being hurt one after another by mortals, even the gods would feel frustrated.

"No, it's not over yet! I'm not sure I'll lose yet!"

It's a pity that things backfired. The sun god Mithra yelled, seeming to be more angry, and the attack became more terrifying.

What Zhuang Mingge has to do now is to close the distance between each other, and then sacrifice the scythe of death to kill the sun god Mithra.

But the sun god Mithra's attack was too fierce, and Zhuang Mingge couldn't get close at all.

If you don't take a step closer, you will risk your life. Maybe Zhuang Mingge will be killed by the opponent's punch before you get closer.

In the sky, the hell dragon and the phoenix fought endlessly.

With the passage of time, the phoenix gained the absolute upper hand and defeated the hell dragon. The hell dragon, which is composed of more than 3000 magic spells, will lose one point of strength without using a single magic.

However, the power of the flame phoenix has not decreased from the beginning to the end, but has become more and more fierce as it fought.

The phoenix spewed out flames, which were the flames of the sun. The terrifying high temperature could evaporate everything. The hell dragon started to catch fire. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a burning fire dragon and fell from the sky.

Zhuang Mingge was at an overwhelming disadvantage.

The power of the Sun God is stronger than him, unrivaled, if not for the help of the Book of the Demon God, he would have already been captured and tortured, life would be worse than death.

Even so, the power of the Demon God's Book still does not decline.

Zhuang Mingge was attacked terribly, and the beaten ones retreated steadily, vomited blood, and his body was cracked, like a porcelain bottle that was about to break, with cracks appearing one after another.

Mithra, the sun god, showed his power, followed the rules, and disappeared. Every punch was like a sun exploding, and the heat generated seemed to burn the sky.

The atmosphere is distorted beyond recognition.

The power of Mithra, the sun god, is unfathomable, deliberately reserved, and constantly tormenting Zhuang Mingge.

"This is the power of my generation, mere human beings, how can I defeat my generation." He defeated the Book of the Demon God and the Bow of the Moon God, but he was not proud of defeating humans, because it was a matter of course.

Zhuang Mingge finally fell, he was no match for the sun god Mithra.

The whole body is cracked, the body is about to collapse, death is close at hand, scenes of memories appear in front of my eyes, flickering like a revolving lantern.

Mithra, the sun god, stopped attacking because Zhuang Mingge had lost the strength to fight.

He looked at the human kneeling in front of him, the wound was still bleeding, "Although this little damage is nothing, but you are human after all, you can be proud of being able to hurt us, we will not erase your existence, Human beings, because you are human beings who can hurt gods, you are qualified to be praised by future generations!" (To be continued...)