High School of Wicked Magic

Morning, 07:30, old dormitory hall.

There are more than a dozen long tables in the spacious hall, and each table can seat about 300 people. Unlike the free atmosphere of the new dormitory, the mixed-race children who were imprisoned in the old dormitory are experiencing militarization management.

The long table was covered with all kinds of food, which had just been brought back from outside by the student union.

Sith stood at the entrance and said loudly: "You only have 10 minutes to finish the food in front of you within 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the food will be withdrawn. Starting today, every morning from seven o'clock Chuang, eat at 07:30, all must leave the old dormitory before 45:[-], and arrive in your classroom before [-]:[-]."

"No objection is allowed. We do not accept any objection here. My words are orders and must be obeyed unconditionally. Anyone who disobeys my orders must be punished."

After announcing the matter in a tyrant manner, he shouted: "Dinner!"

clap la la...

Although I feel displeased, angry, even disgusted and hated by Sith's posture, filling one's stomach is the first priority. Even some mixed races who want to be angry and not eat eat a little under the persuasion of their companions .

Zhuang Mingge always ate very little for breakfast, and he finished his meal in about 7 minutes.

Sion finished his meal at the same time, left the old dormitory with him, and headed towards the old teaching building.

The distance between the old dormitory and the old teaching building is not far. If you walk, you can get there in 10 minutes. Using magic will shorten the time. The teaching building looks similar to the dormitory. The medieval Gothic architectural style is very obvious, but the whole body It is white, without a trace of impurities.

At the door of this Gothic building, there is a huge door with strange reliefs engraved on it. It is a scene where countless races are fighting on a barren land. Blood pours down like heavy rain, and countless corpses fall on the ground. The ground seemed to have a strange magic power, Zhuang Mingge even felt that his soul was absorbed into it, and there were enemies in all directions.

The relief on the stone carving seemed to come alive, and the endless enemies attacked him like a tide. Zhuang Mingge could hardly bear to cast his magic and fight to the death.

"Idol, don't look!"

Suddenly, a distant cry came from his ear, and his body was pushed hard. Caught off guard, Zhuang Mingge was almost pushed down directly.

Quickly stabilizing his body, Zhuang Mingge looked back and found that he was indeed stepping on the ground. In front of the gate of the teaching building, there were no endless enemies, no heinous killings, and no blood dripping on his face.

"It's okay, Mingge."

"Well, it's fine."

Zhuang Mingge smiled slightly, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and responded to Xi'an who was looking at him worriedly.

Xi'an stared thoughtfully at the relief on the gate for a few moments, then turned to Zhuang Mingge and said, "Next time, it's better not to be so engrossed in watching it, it's not a good thing."

Zhuang Mingge recalled what happened just now, and couldn't help frowning slightly, "I seemed to be sucked in by the relief stone carving just now, what is going on?"

Noah explained: "Idol, this relief is called [Hundred Years' War in Hell], which is a huge war that will take place in hell every 100 years. Countless races participated, blood became seas, corpses became mountains, and countless lives died Tens of millions, hundreds of millions, it is a very terrible war."

"Well, I know, and then, since it happened in hell, why are reliefs appearing in the world?" Zhuang Mingge asked curiously.

"It's golden magicians, their strength is unfathomable. A golden magician accidentally entered hell and witnessed this war. After returning, he drew the scene he saw. After painting this scene, this A golden wizard died."

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help groaning in surprise, and stammered, "Dead, dead."

"Yes, it seems that in order to complete this painting, I worked hard and finally died. The [Hundred Years War in Hell] painted with the life of this golden magician has terrible magical power. It is said that no matter who it is, seeing this In a word, the soul will be sucked into the painting and become a part of the corpse."

Noah pointed to the relief on the door in front of him and said: "This is just a block copy, and it is completely different from the real original."

Zhuang Mingge asked in confusion: "Why does the academy put such a block copy here?"

In fact, Zhuang Mingge was not the first to ask this question, many people already had such doubts.

Noah explained patiently: "The reason is very simple. It is to exercise the willpower of the students. The [Hundred Years' War in Hell] here is just a copy. Only magicians with strong willpower will not be affected."

Zhuang Mingge was stunned, he turned to look at Xi'an and said, "Speaking of which, this is very similar to my dream."

Dream?

Xi'an tilted his head suspiciously, and soon remembered what Zhuang Mingge said, "So it seems very similar. When I heard it, I felt like I had heard it somewhere before. I didn't expect it to be so. That's right."

"Dream, what dream?" Noah was full of doubts.

William also urged on the side: "What's going on, let's make it clear, president, vice president."

"It's not an important thing, it's just that I had a dream..." Zhuang Mingge recounted the scene in his dream. After hearing this, the others also showed expressions of surprise and disbelief.

"This is a big deal."

Noah showed a serious expression, "To be able to make such a dream, idol, what kind of secret does the blood of the other half of your body hold?"

"how to say?"

"Human beings have never dreamed of hell, because the world and hell are two different worlds, idol, you actually had a dream related to hell, maybe you have the blood of a certain race in hell in your body."

"No, I can guarantee that I am [-]% human!"

I am a mixed race, and my parents are all orthodox human beings, Zhuang Mingge is very clear about this.Elder sister Cyril also mentioned to herself the parents of this body by chance. Her mother is an ordinary oriental woman, and her father is the most outstanding descendant of the Crown family, who is now the patriarch of the Barrett family.

It has nothing to do with hell.

"That's even more strange." Noah seemed to have discovered something interesting, and looked up at Zhuang Mingge while thinking.

This kind of look is like a scientist encountered a top-quality experimental problem, and there is a deep enthusiasm in the depths of the look. Zhuang Mingge just glanced at it for a few times, and he felt a chilling feeling.

"Say, after talking so much nonsense, let's go in quickly." He changed the topic and strode out towards the door.

With the previous experience, Zhuang Mingge had a deep understanding of the frightening nature of the relief. This time, he concentrated all his energy, looked directly at the relief and walked over. In his eyes, the relief seemed to come alive again. Roaring, blood poured down, Zhuang Mingge was about to spit out all the food he ate this morning due to the pungent smell of blood.

He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the relief, and all the strange visions around him disappeared immediately.

Zhuang Mingge didn't feel too sad that he succumbed to the relief. He believed that one day he would look directly at the relief, so he walked over with his head down, put his hand on the gate, and exerted a little force.

The seemingly heavy door, which even ten strong men might not be able to push open, was actually pushed... open.

With a bang, the door opened straight to the maximum, and the two doors turned 180 degrees, clinging to the walls on both sides behind the door.

Behind the door is a hall. In the center of the hall is a huge translucent crystal wall. When Zhuang Mingge and others walked into the hall, the translucent crystal wall suddenly shone with light. After a ball of flame burned, a few lines of words emerged on it.

Yi Barrett, Class A of the first year.

Xi'an Yemei, Class A of the first year.

Noah Lewis, Class A, William Adams, Class A.

"This is the legendary magic tool [Crystal Book]."

Just when Zhuang Mingge was wondering what the hell was going on, Xi'an beside him exclaimed, and gave the crystal wall in front of him a strange name.

Knowing nothing about the college, especially the old teaching building, he had no choice but to ask for popular science, and looked at Noah.

Noah was really happy for Zhuang Mingge's help, and answered him: "This is the super magic device [Crystal Book] made by three golden magicians in the early days of the academy. In the early days of the academy, there were only three teachers. People, there are more than 300 students, especially when the academy is just established, there are many things that need to be solved by the three adults, so it is impossible to stay in the academy all the time and answer students' doubts about magic."

"So the three adults made this peculiar magic tool. Don't underestimate it. It has all the knowledge and experience of the three golden magicians. It can answer any questions. At that time, almost all the students had consulted this crystal book."

Oh oh oh oh oh oh……

Zhuang Mingge's eyes lit up with a swipe, all the knowledge and experience in magic of the three golden magicians?This is a good thing.

Even if it is called a priceless treasure, it will definitely not be overrated. It is a treasure that all magicians dream of.

"Unfortunately, since the day when the old teaching building was sealed, most of the functions of the Crystal Book have been sealed, and now only the most basic functions are left. As you can see, it can automatically distribute Classes are also one of the most basic functions.”

That's such a pity.

Zhuang Mingge sighed softly...! .