Surprised me into a goddess of light

The ghosts of the dark system are most afraid of the purification magic of the light system, followed by the burning fire system.

However, the nature of the light with the purifying effect is special, requiring at least a third-level or higher light system chant, for example, low-level lighting techniques do not have this effect.

This divinely cleansing light is often referred to as the 'Holy Light'.

Illuminated by the holy light, Fentin wailed, with a painful expression, her forward figure stopped immediately, and wisps of black smoke of dark elements separated from her illusory figure.

She quickly hid behind the bookshelf.

"26 of Gale Wind Chant, Gale Slash·Change—Consecutive Gale Slash!"

I swung my left hand lightly, and several giant wind blades shot out, smashing all the bookshelves where she could hide.

Since the enchantment light and shadow have the effect of blocking magic power, I don't have to worry about attracting people from the academy's supervisory committee, and I can cast magic as I like.

The bookshelves were broken, wood chips were flying, Fentin was dodging around, but I always destroyed the obstacles one step ahead, she tried to run far, but was forced back by the holy light I predicted.

After more than ten seconds, Fentin's figure became extremely illusory, and his aura dropped from the third level to the first level.

I stepped on a mess of broken books and wooden boards, walked in front of her, held back the growing fear in my heart, and pressed one hand on her body.

"The 46th of the Chanting of Light, Nine Stars Fire Prison."

Nine crimson gratings drawn with star patterns condensed in the air, forming a circle through her body, intersecting and inserting into the ground, forming a light prison circle, ensuring that Fentin could not move and blocking the gains brought by the necromancer circle.

As the injury worsened and he lost the link of the undead element, Fenting's undead aura gradually weakened, and his expression of hatred gradually calmed down, showing a bit of bewilderment.

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Do you still know me, Fentin."

Although I asked, I didn't have any expectations. After all, Fentin is a necromancer, and memory loss is a normal thing, and his sanity may not be clear.

However, to my surprise, Fentin actually spoke.

"You are..."

She thought for a long time, and said in an ethereal hoarse voice: "We have met before, you are the elf saint..."

"You still remember me, that's great!"

I was a little surprised, more surprised: "Tell me, who made you like this?"

Fentin lowered his head, looked at the body cut and shattered by the wind blade, and the spark grid inserted into the body, with a slightly dazed expression, and said, "It's you."

"I'm asking who killed you, turned you into a dead spirit, and completely erased your traces in the academy. Tell me everything you know, maybe I can help you avenge"

"Who killed me..."

Fentine's eyes were empty, and he recalled for a while, and said: "The previous things are very vague, I can't remember."

Sure enough, it's not that easy to get the answer.

I frowned, unfortunately, I don't know how to remember magic, otherwise I can try to explore Fentin's memory directly to find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

The thread is broken again?

wrong!After all, Fenting is a life, and it is inextricably linked with Noah World and Apocalypse Academy. Starting from these connections, even if the murderer cannot be found, at least it can prove Fenting's past existence.

With the evidence of Fentin's existence, it will be much easier to go to the Hebrew Dean.

I said, "Fentin, who are your parents?"

Fenting was taken aback, he didn't expect that I would ask this, his face became slightly dark and he said: "What does it have to do with you?"

I explained: "Everyone has forgotten about you now, and all your records in the world have been erased, but your parents are the people who have the deepest connection with you. I will try to find traces of you from them , push back the clues of the murderer..."

"do not talk!"

Fentin was suddenly angry: "Don't mention my parents, if you really want to find the murderer, the murderer is them!"

I was surprised: "The murderer is your parents? I remember your parents are just ordinary people, why would they..."

"why?"

Fentin's eyes were cold: "It's because they are ordinary people and because they are too weak that someone dares to kill me!"

She looked at me with jealousy, and said: "If my parents are Hebrews, directors of apocalypse, or even World Tree, let me have the identity of an elf saint like you, or become a fourth-order murderer, I will How did you become such a ghost?"

I didn't know how to answer at the moment, I just confirmed from Fenting that the murderer was the fourth-order thing, but this was within my guess.

I looked at her with pity: "It's very pitiful for you to become like this, but it's the murderer's fault. You can't blame your parents. It's not easy for them to send you to the academy."

But Fentin couldn't listen to what I said, she struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the Starfire Prison, but when she found that she couldn't get rid of it, she suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth wide, revealing the fangs of the undead.

What is this for?

Under the influence of fear, I was unresponsive for half a second, and I felt an inaudible but extremely penetrating magical wave spreading in all directions.

"Buzz!"

The invisible howl instantly spread throughout the library, my face changed slightly, and I immediately guessed Fentin's purpose, she was notifying the same kind!

"shit!"

There was a sudden breeze on the seventh floor that had been silent for a long time, as if countless ghosts were floating towards me from every corner.

Fentin looked at me and let out an eerie giggle.

The ever-approaching ghosts bring greater fear to this body. In the current situation, it is impossible to slowly get clues from Fentin's mouth. I have to make a decision, either simply give up leaving quickly, or first Kill Fenting and leave quickly, otherwise staying here is the result of waiting to be surrounded by ghosts.

If I were really an elf saint, relying on the original artifact, I would not have to worry about being besieged by ghosts below the fourth level, but I am not after all.

"It's really difficult, do you have to force me to open a cheat when playing the plot?"

My eyes were slightly closed, and my consciousness was connected to the spiritual world. The silver-haired and silver-eyed figure immediately appeared in the Bright Temple in the vast starry sky, and sat down on the Supreme God Throne.

At the back, the Holy Emblem of Light on the seat of God glows with a galaxy-like light, and endless light divine power pours into the body continuously, and the energy of the fourth-order peak level is as docile as a sheep in this body, like an arm and a finger.

The body was about to transform into the goddess of light with blond hair and purple eyes. At this moment, an anxious voice sounded beside my ears: "What are you doing in a daze? Run, the ghost group is coming!"

It's Xavier, this guy really won't hide obediently.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at the boy who was running towards me at a high speed.

At this glance, Xavier's yelling stopped like a duck whose throat was cut off. He stopped, his knees softened, and he almost knelt down.

In Xavier's eyes, Eve seems to have used some incredible secret technique at this moment, with a strong aura of terror and an incomparably noble temperament. The beautiful silver eyes are full of the ultimate light. There is a feeling of wanting to surrender and worship.

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Xiu "So strong, no wonder the elf saintess can fight against the fourth order, I don't need to worry about her at all."

Xavier stood there in shock, seeing Eve pull up the ghost Fentin stuck on the ground by the bright red grating, and pressed a galaxy-like bright holy emblem on her forehead. With a wave of her hand, Fentin was like a cloth Throw it over like a doll.

I ordered without doubt: "Xavier, take Fentin away, stay away, and don't appear in my sight."

Xavier was very obedient this time, and didn't ask you how to deal with the ghost group. He grabbed a grating and ran towards the distance with Fentin.

Watching Xavier run away, my body was completely instilled with divine power, transformed into a holy and noble goddess form with blond hair and purple eyes, and my night clothes were also transformed into a gorgeous long skirt made of divine power.

At the peak state of Tier 21, my perception can cover [-] school districts in the entire Apocalypse City, but if I do this, I will also be noticed by other Tier [-] existences.

In order to avoid being discovered by Hebrew and others, I limited my perception to this mysterious ancient building, and my spiritual consciousness crossed the barriers to lock all the ghosts coming from all directions.

The appearance of this group of ghosts was even scarier than Fentin's. There were many broken limbs and broken arms. Some were headless, and some had only one head left. The resentment was extremely strong.

Another name for undead is resentful soul. Once a living life is cursed into a undead, its sanity will become less and less, and resentment will increase. Under the influence of the curse for many years, it is like being fed drugs. It is an irreversible process.

This is also the reason why necromancers are banned by the mainland and are firmly wanted.

Fentin had only been dead for two days, so it wasn't serious, but most of the ghosts here were already mindless resentful souls.

"You may all be innocent people like Fentin, but at this point, continuing to survive will only endanger others. Let me personally give you a grand funeral."

I slowly floated in the air, raised my right hand slightly: "The 57th chant of light, divine power·purification of holy light."

When the light came on, the white palm seemed to turn into a sun that could not be looked directly at, exuding an incomparable holy radiance. The purifying holy light penetrated all the bookshelves on the surrounding floors and shone into every shadowy corner of the ancient building.

The light magic blessed by the light divine power is the true light magic. If I hadn't intentionally controlled it, coupled with the obstruction of hazy light and shadow, not to mention the ancient building of secret rituals, the entire Magic Academy would be illuminated by this holy light.

Under the radiance of the holy light, each ghost was forced to appear, and then the spirit body disintegrated and turned into basic element particles.

Xavier, who was running, looked at Fentin in his hand, and saw the holy emblem on her head suddenly light up, forming a shield to keep her from dying in the holy light.

A few seconds later, the entire ancient building of secret rituals returned to silence. Except for Fenting, all the ghosts were annihilated in this light.

"solved."

I put down my right hand and landed on the ground. As the ghost disappeared, the fear in my heart gradually faded away.

Since the fear in this body cannot be restrained, it is enough to eliminate the source of the fear directly.

I thought about it easily, just as I was about to disconnect the link of divine power, I suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

The danger comes from the first floor of the ancient secret instrument building. In my fourth-level perception, a tall figure in black is pushing open the wooden door and slowly entering.

At the same time that I sensed him, the man also raised his head and looked towards me on the seventh floor. His sight seemed to pass through many floors and locked on me directly.

My face was serious, and I became vigilant in an instant. I could sense my perception. This person was at least a fourth-order person, and even the goddess body could feel threatened. He was probably a high-ranking fourth-order existence similar to Hebrew.

It's just that it's an enemy or a friend, whether it's the chief academician of the Apocalypse Academy, or whether it has something to do with the mastermind behind the scenes.

But no matter what, I can't reveal the identity of the 'player', at least I can't let people find out that I am not an elf saint, otherwise the mission may directly fail.

With a thought in my mind, I quickly released the goddess form and turned into an elf with silver hair and silver eyes.

The next moment, the man in black who was obviously on the first floor appeared directly in front of me.

So fast!

Is it space magic?No, there was no spatial fluctuation, and the barriers from the first floor to the seventh floor showed no signs of damage. He just walked up from the floating stairs!

It actually walked in front of me in a second!

This reminds me of Gust, who was in the forest of elves before. When I overused my divine power and was controlled by side effects, he also 'walked' in front of me in a second, which seemed to be an advanced use of dark magic.

I stared intently at the man, his face seemed to be shrouded in night, although he was less than two meters away from me, but I couldn't see his image clearly, it was like looking into a deep night.

The man stood between the pages of the broken wooden shelf, with his hands behind his back, feeling the strong aura of holy light that had just faded around him, and slightly frowned in disgust.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could feel that the man was looking at me seriously, or examining me.

He looked into my silver eyes and said, "Who are you?"

Obviously, although I have the image of an original elf now, because of the extremely bright aura just now, the man has already begun to doubt my identity. Moreover, even if I am an elf saint, it is not uncommon for me to come to the seventh floor of the ancient secret instrument building late at night to wreak havoc. An easy thing to explain.

My expression remained unchanged, and I asked back: "Can't you tell who I am? It should be who you are and why you appear here..."

As I was talking, the entire ancient building of secret rites suddenly entered complete darkness, and the faint light of the hazy light and shadow completely disappeared.

The sense of danger just now came again, and even because I quit the goddess state, this sense of danger became even stronger, making me terrified, unable to breathe, and having the illusion that I would die in a second.

My heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and in the darkness, I vaguely saw a dark shadow appearing in front of the man, with the sickle stretched out in his hand, slowly extended, and stretched towards my throat.

The man said calmly, "Answer my question."

Although in essence, the shadows and scythes are much more terrifying than the previous group of ghosts, as long as it is not from the instinctive fear deep in my heart, I will not panic at all in this realistic sense of threat, let alone affect my thinking.

While I was getting ready to call up the divine power, I said indifferently: "I am the No. 30 second-generation saint of the Elf Empire, Michelle Eve, with your behavior, does the Apocalypse Academy want to start a war with the Elf Empire? "

The scythe in Shadow's hand suddenly stopped and stopped in front of my throat, revealing a biting chill.

I silently breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the man suspiciously, and said, "Who are you and how did you get to the seventh floor?"

The man was silent for two seconds, then bent slightly and said, "Head of the Law Enforcement Department of the Tianqi Privy Council, Death Knight Xiu, has met Her Majesty the Holy Maiden."

It turned out to be the head of the four knights of the apocalypse, the most terrifying death knight, no wonder he gave me such a big threat.

The faint light reappeared on the seventh floor, the black shadows and scythes disappeared one after another, and the night in front of the man also disappeared. I finally saw his image clearly.

He is more than two meters tall, his eyes are pitch black, and he has a faint melancholy temperament, as deep as night.

But, isn't this person's appearance the construction worker who fed the little black dog before!

I stared wide-eyed, looking at [Death Knight] as if I saw a ghost, and suddenly remembered that the construction worker back then also claimed that his name was 'Xiu'.

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In the conference room, I suspect again that this illusion is not a historical reality, but a deduction based on the memory in my mind, but no matter how you say it, [Death] has nothing to do with the construction worker who built the doghouse for the little black dog. How did it get together?

Xiu's gray eyes narrowed slightly, he was a little surprised at my reaction, and said lightly: "The four knights of the apocalypse all have level-[-] authority of the apocalypse, so they can naturally go up to the seventh floor. May I ask how your highness got to the seventh floor?"

I gave up thinking for a while, and said casually, "Come up from breaking through the barrier."

It is normal for the elf saintess to inherit the original inheritance and have the ability to break the barrier of the ancient building, but doing so is obviously against the law and discipline. Isn't she afraid of being thrown into prison for saying such things in front of the law enforcement officers so easily?

In her capacity, it seems that she is not afraid...

Xiu frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that the college shouldn't accept such uncontrollable and undisciplined students.