My host is the thief six

Chapter 306 Where My Heart Goes, You Are God (22)

Outside, probably because no one came out to talk to them after they had said so much, the Great Elder sneered, "Why, more than ten years have passed, and now the people in the Temple of Light have become like this?"

A group of people descended from mid-air, and soon the headmaster of the magic academy appeared in front of them.

"Hehe, it can be regarded as an old thing has appeared."

A person behind the Great Elder smiled, with a strange tone, "Those who don't know think that the people from your Temple of Light have been hiding for more than ten years."

With his hands behind his back, the headmaster frowned, and looked warily at the group of seven people in front of him.

"May I ask you, what is the purpose of coming here?"

There has never been the idea that a dark magician will come to the door, so there are not many great wizards in the magic academy who can fight.

If you want to keep this academy from them... I guess it will cost a lot this time.

"Meeting in black and white, what else can we do? Old man, let's fight!"

"That's right, let's fight, we'll leave if we lose, and we'll leave if we win..."

"If you win, you have to modify the rules of your academy!"

"Why are you stealing my lines?" Among the seven people, one kicked the other, "Why don't you read your own lines?"

"I don't have any lines, read to me what's wrong!" The man staggered from being kicked, turned around and gritted his teeth to stare at the man who kicked him.

headmaster:"……"

I'm afraid you are not here to be funny.

The Great Elder coughed lightly, interrupting the internal strife between the two, "Abbott, we may not have seen each other for a long time, so why don't we come and make gestures?"

As he said that, before the principal opened his mouth to agree, the instant magic of the great elder had already arrived in front of him.

The pupils shrank slightly, and the principal directly raised his hand to resist the magic wand hammered down by the great elder. At the top of the magic wand, a trace of black and purple lightning crackled and spread towards the principal's hand.

There was no time to speak, and the headmaster didn't even have time to call out his magic wand, so he could only rely on his own hands to resist the magic attack in front of him.

After a while, the back of his hand was shocked beyond recognition, and some people even smelled an inexplicable smell.

"Come on, Great Elder!"

"Alas--"

The few dark magicians behind were still cheering for the Great Elder, they turned their eyes and started to use magic to destroy the surrounding buildings.

"headmaster!"

The instructor who came out of the classroom first saw the principal being beaten on the head, and couldn't help but began to chant magic, and a huge fireball condensed on top of his head.

Finally, after the incantation was finished, he threw the huge fireball in the direction of the Great Elder.

"Hmph." With a soft snort, the Great Elder retreated a short distance, directly breaking up the group of fireballs that did not pose any threat to him.

That is to say, the mentor bought a little time for the principal, allowing him to summon his own magic wand and start casting magic instantly.

"How is it possible?" Seeing his fireball being scattered, the mentor opened his eyes wide with an incredulous expression.

He is already a mage, and his strength can still be seen even on the mainland. How can his magic not attack people at all?

This person from the Dark Temple... How strong is it?
While the instructor was in doubt, more and more instructors came out of the classroom and joined the battle.

(End of this chapter)