I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

Although he thinks that the mantras he recited are not outstanding in writing, at most they are just a little artistic conception. The incantations...they didn't have so many sentences for them to copy for so long!

That's the point!

The teacher wrote a sentence on the blackboard in total, and you can still copy out a notebook of notes, and even a fool knows that something has happened.

Think of it as Lu Xun in Chinese class!

Faced with such a weird situation, how could Jia Luo not know what happened, and his expression immediately became vigilant.

On the seats, the contents of the notes were reflected in the confused eyes of the students.

It was an extremely weird pattern, wild and meaningless, and it overwrote and obliterated the notes they had recorded before.

covered?

Wait... wait, overridden?

In the next second, some students seemed to notice something strange, and the pens in their hands stopped moving.

what happened again?

Jia Luo became more vigilant.

Immediately afterwards, some students woke up from this meaningless fear, but because of this, they fell into an even more indescribable fear.

"God, what did I do, my notes!!!"

The fat student broke the pen with his hand in pain. Looking at the meticulously smeared notes with various unintentional patterns, he realized that trying to restore this note is undoubtedly a dream.

"No, it's not true, my notes for this class, and the last ancient race class!!!"

A student in the biology department let out a sharp and mournful growl.

What makes people feel even more sad is that another history student hugged his head and wailed:

"Oh my god, the notes I worked so hard to make are out of print. What Professor Ivan has said once will not be repeated again!!!"

The students looked at the unrecognizable notes in their hands and wailed almost like a roar, but unfortunately everything was irreversible.

Is there something wrong with your focus? ... Jia Luo almost hit his head on the ground with a sudden somersault, he still cared about his notes at this time.

However, although some students have come to their senses, some students are still deeply trapped in this kind of almost weird fear.

"What's going on here?"

Diana was also one of the people who happened to be sober. After holding the notebook and feeling distressed for a while, she also noticed that the surrounding situation was really not without problems.

I saw those juniors and juniors all looking very strange at the moment.

"By the way, something went wrong?!"

Soon, those wailing students realized vigilantly, now is not the time to care about notes.

They turned their heads and looked at the students around them in astonishment, only to see those students frantically writing in their notebooks, and strange patterns were written on the table.

There seemed to be a strange smell in the air.

What's going on here?

Jia Luo, who didn't have a b number for what he had done, looked at the scene of demons dancing in front of him in surprise, and doubts welled up in his heart.

Is Lian Mi Da so unsafe?

Galo quickly looked at the professors sitting in the front row, but before he could ask a question, all the professors from the University of Michigan showed eager expressions, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Jia Luo had no expression on his face, but he was confused in his heart: "?"

"This……"

Jia Luo was very puzzled, and was about to open his mouth to continue asking, but he hadn't spoken yet.

Suddenly, I heard a professor shouting impatiently: "Here we come!"

At this time, Jia Luo saw the blackboard next to him out of the corner of his eye, and was immediately taken aback, because there were traces of bright red blood flowing out of Li Hua's heart...

Although it seems that there is nothing wrong with the above sentence, I believe that anyone who has to take the heart out of the chest cavity must be bleeding everywhere.

Not to mention a wicked sacrificial ritual.

but……

It is very important, obviously Jia Luo did not really dig out Li Hua's heart.

Rather, he didn't dig out anyone's heart, he just drew a heart on the blackboard.

That is to say, such a painted one is still a pink heart, and there is a certain sound of agitation slowly coming from it, and there is real blood gushing out from it.

Chapter 570 The students are very grateful to the professor who attended the class

"Professor, blood... blood is pouring out of the blackboard!"

Some junior students screamed in astonishment.

"Yi... the ritual responded?!"

Some other senior students also froze in place, looking at the blackboard full of bright red and blood in astonishment. In the middle, among the complicated and weird graphics, the heart was beating, and the gurgling blood was constantly gushing out of it. .This large amount of blood that came from nowhere seeped into the ground, dyeing the ground a terrifying red.

"Forehead……"

Looking at this strange and terrifying situation, Jia Luo, who has experienced many battles, did not stand there stunned like those students, nor did he utter a terrified cry.

He just showed a pensive expression, put down the chalk in his hand, and calmly retreated slowly to prevent the blood that gradually flowed to the ground from getting on himself.

Of course, although Jia Luo had a calm and calm look on his face, as if he was not surprised, in fact, he was lying in a trough in his heart, and all kinds of speechless, surprised, and outrageous emotions surged up.

This nima is also okay? ! ! !

Jia Luo was really screwed up. He felt that the situation was developing too fast, and he was completely confused.

Not to mention that he didn't even know what the hell he was calling out... because he just cast the spell blindly, okay? !

And this offering is a painting.

Unlike the terrified students and the puzzled Galo, the professors were overjoyed.

"Students, the class is here for the time being. It seems that something unexpected happened in this class."

The elderly biology professor stood up and said calmly.

"Students who are awake, please knock those crazy students unconscious, and then move out of the auditorium with the students who passed out before. There may be a little situation here."

students:"……"

Immediately, the rest of the students began to get angry with their well-trained hands, forcibly dismantled the seat with a snap, and threw it at the head of the student who was still scribbling notes frantically.

There were dull voices one after another, followed by the sound of the head smashing into the table.

But those crazy students didn't just pass out. On the contrary, they entered a state of rage, and it was a pounce on the sober students with a fierce look on their faces.

But it was quickly suppressed by the remaining students.

It can be seen that these sober students are not only knowledgeable, but even their combat effectiveness in hand-to-hand combat is stronger than these "students" who can't keep up with the progress.

Every time the new professor goes to class, something goes wrong!

Diana felt a little emotional in her heart, and soon she also knocked out all her juniors.

The students were evacuating, Jia Luo seized this opportunity and retreated in the direction of the students.

This thing is too evil.

And more importantly, I am the closest to this weird blackboard, and considering that this may be the success of the ceremony, that is to say, I am still the host of the ceremony.

If a big blood-red hand stretched out from the blackboard, he would probably be the first victim.

In this case, it is better to stay away as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Jia Luo saw that the professors were still standing there motionless.

Gallo froze for a moment.

Then he thought of a terrible possibility, could it be that this summoned guy has already controlled the professor.

As expected, these professors looked at each other vigilantly. Suddenly, a professor of the history department rushed out first, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and rushed straight to the front of the blackboard.

"This time you still want to monopolize the history..."

At this moment, the old biology professor was not far behind, and whispered in a weird and mysterious language: "Recite my name... Pull out my spine..."

Galo tried hard to recognize but could only make out a few sporadic sentences.

He soon understood that this was a high-level language similar to R'lyeh.

Another professor of the history department pulled out a huge ancient stone slab from the void. Words were written on the stone slab, but it was difficult to recognize what was said on the slate. Those words were all illusory, like phantoms.

Gazing at the words on the slate, Jia Luo felt a slight dizziness, and immediately looked away.

The rest of the professors either began to say some unknown profanity, or they also produced some weird looking things.

One by one rushed to the blackboard.

The gurgling, cold, and greasy blood seemed to be frightened, but also seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and they retreated one after another.

Galo was also taken aback. Are all the professors at the University of Michigan so responsible? !

Although the red blood wanted to retreat, the professors of the University of Michigan wanted to leave something behind, and an invisible and terrifying force surged in this small auditorium.

There was no sound, no explosion, no physical confrontation, even a physical confrontation, but it was dangerous.

So much so that it was difficult for Jia Luo to understand what was going on in their specific battle.

A large amount of blood sprayed out from the blackboard more violently, like a torrential rain, in all directions.

Then it turned into huge smooth blood streaks, constantly whipping in the air, and the objects being whipped turned into puddles of burst plasma out of thin air.

And in all this process, I didn't feel any sense of disobedience, it was as natural as ice melting into water, without any abruptness at all.

Faced with this, the professors all chose to dodge temporarily.

Fighting for a short respite, the blackboard seemed to come alive, rushing towards Jia Luo who was retreating from the auditorium with the students, wrapped in crimson blood.

Jia Luo was startled: "?"

I didn't do anything... Jia Luo felt like he was going to be shot while lying down.