Fast Time Traveling: Ten Worlds Backward Chasing

When Vincent's true face was revealed, everyone took a step back in shock, showing terrified expressions.

"It's a high-level monster!"

"A high-level monster has been mixed into the academy! It's too dangerous!"

"Warcraft can actually turn into a human!"

There was a vacuum around Zhuhang in an instant, and no one wanted to get close to them.

Orlando's dark eyes were deep, and he walked over step by step.

"Are you going to kill this monster?"

"Nonsense, the holy magician will definitely kill him!"

Teacher Ke Ya slightly opened a pair of smiling eyes, looking at Zhu Tong with chills in his eyes.

Bamboo stood in front of Vincent, compared to Vincent's huge animal body, the bamboo was pitifully small, but he still stood there firmly, Vincent did this to save him, he always did this, Just like saving other people in the World of Warcraft Forest last time.

"Can't!"

Looking into Orlando's eyes, Bamboo said loudly.

"You can't kill him!"

Orlando narrowed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the bamboo pole was gently blown aside by a gust of wind. He immediately wanted to run back, but Mr. Kea grabbed his arm.

"Student, you'd better not act rashly."

Mrs. Kea spoke softly in Zhu's ear, and the breath blowing in Zhu's ear made Zhu's disgust.

Orlando slowly stretched out his hand and approached Vincent. Just when everyone thought that the monster was dead, a student suddenly rushed out from the crowd and threw himself on Vincent. He shouted: "You can't kill him! He saved us! He saved us in the World of Warcraft Forest!"

The student who rushed out turned out to be Thomas. Seeing this, Zhu Chong broke away from Teacher Kea's restraint while he was in a daze, and ran over to block Vincent.

"What is that person talking about?"

"What is saving people? This is a monster!"

"Warcraft have always been cruel and bloodthirsty, how can they save people?"

There were chaotic conversations all around, all of which were fear and hostility towards monsters.

"Correct!"

Zhu Xi's sharp eyes immediately looked at the third-grade survivors who were huddled in the crowd, with anger burning in his eyes, as if reflecting fire, "You know it! Vincent saved you at that time! Saved you from the fangs!"

The eyes of those third graders were evasive. They were too flustered at the time when the monsters were saving lives, and they ran out desperately when they had the chance to run. Who cares about two monsters fighting?

At this time, a surviving female student stood up hesitantly, her lips twitched for a long time, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "That monster... really saved us..."

Bamboo and Thomas looked over gratefully, but at this moment, Mr. Kea said, "But, he is a monster."

"Warcraft and humans are mortal enemies. He may have some kind of conspiracy, but he still wants to kill."

Teacher Celine also looked at Teacher Kea in surprise. Teacher Kea had never been such a stubborn person. Even the old man Sardin frowned. It is indeed unprecedented that the student is a monster.

"Enough said?"

At this time, Orlando, who had been watching coldly, spoke in a calm tone.

"Orlando..."

Bamboo stepped forward and grabbed Orlando's arm. Orlando would not kill Vincent. He already knew that Vincent was a monster, didn't he?He also saved Vincent once.

Orlando twitched his arms, and Bamboo squeezed his hands hard, looking at him stubbornly.

Orlando stretched out his hand to attach Zhu's tightly clenched hands, the heat from his palm spread to Zhu's body, and his black eyes looked back at Zhu's without blinking.

Bamboo pursed his lips and slowly let go of his hand. He believed in Orlando.

Thomas still wanted to stop him, but the bamboo stick grabbed him and shook his head. Thomas looked at him in shock.

Orlando came in front of Vincent. The huge monster lay there powerlessly, the horrible wound on his back was exposed in the air, and the ground under him had been soaked in blood.

Orlando stretched out his hand and lightly touched Vincent's hideous wound. His fingertips were stained with bright red blood. He twitched his fingertips and remained silent for a moment. Then, his five fingers formed into claws, and the palm gradually gathered terrifying power that was continuously compressed and twisted. The light keeps flickering.

Until the magic in his palm had been compressed to a terrifying concentration, the hurricane surged around Orlando, blowing his messy short hair.

Under everyone's gaze, he raised his hand, and the bursting magic in his hand hit Vincent fiercely.

Bamboo's complexion was pale, seeing that the terrifying magic was about to devour Vincent, but Mr. Chia returned to his usual smile, but the corners of his mouth widened a bit.

Dazzling light filled the eyeballs, everyone thought they would see the charred corpse of a monster, but they heard an unexpected scream.

The light receded, and Vincent was still there in a coma. His slightly undulating body proved that he was still alive, but Mr. Kea, who was not far away, fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Kia!"

Teacher Serin opened her eyes wide, seeing Teacher Keya lying in a pool of blood, but the blood was black.

Seeing the pitch black blood, Teacher Satin stood up suddenly, guarding in front of the students.

Chia stood up slowly, wiped the blood off his face, the old smiling face was gone, and now he was gloomy, looking at Orlando with vicious eyes, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

"You discovered it long ago?" Teacher Ke Ya said in a rough and ugly voice.

Orlando raised the corners of his mouth in a rare way, showing a mocking smile, looking at Kea like he was looking at an ant.

"Even after a thousand years, you still have no brains, Dezi."

"Dezie!"

The old man Sardin shouted in shock, what's going on, why is Mr. Kea the leader of the dark magician De Qi?

"When did you know?" Chia was still thinking about luck, but he was destined to be disappointed.

Orlando stood there calmly, his tall and straight body like the sharpest weapon, he said, "At first."

"Do you know how long it took you to stay in the Association of Magicians?"

"It doesn't take me that long, how can I convince you?"

Kea, also known as Dezi, was undercurrents of black magic all over his body, constantly repairing his broken body, and the terrible wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"So what if you know? I am now! I have gained eternal life!" Kea said frantically, raising her hands high.

"Eternal life? In that rotten *?"

Kea paused, stared at Orlando fiercely randomly, carefully observing his expression.

"Are you wondering, do I know you're trapped in this body?"

Kea's eyes are big and protruding, obviously extremely angry.

"You actually!"

"Dezi, in order to control the Association of Magicians, you allocated most of your magic to maintain that body, but you never thought that the body of Kea that you had been occupying all this time contained Kea's soul. He took advantage of your weakness and devoured it You, let you be trapped in this rotten body, unable to get out, unable to change bodies, you can only perish with this rotten body."

"You underestimate the magicians of Allen Continent, and you underestimate yourself too much."

When Kia heard this, she suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter was as ugly as sandpaper.

"So what? The occurrence of jihad is our victory!"

"Stupid Allen Continental magician and mindless Warcraft! You are not at the mercy of the dark magician!"

"The magicians in Allen Continent are too conceited. They think they are righteous! Can they expel the dark magicians? No! They are obviously afraid! They are jealous! Dark magicians have a unique way of cultivation and progress beyond your reach speed!"

On the edge of the enchantment of Yog Academy, accompanied by the continuous roaring and roaring of monsters, the mystery of the Millennium Jihad was gradually unveiled in front of people, revealing the greedy and ugly face of human beings.

The students of Yog College watched this scene in fear and shock. They have been living in the ivory tower and suffered an unprecedented moral shock in their lives.

When Orlando and Chia confronted each other, the old man Sardin cautiously led Yog's students back, and Bamboo also gave Vincent medicine with the help of Thomas.

Vincent's size is really too huge, just opening his big mouth took a lot of effort from the two of them.

At this time, the female student who was helping to speak just now came over and said with a blushing face, "Can I help?"

Zhu Xun was taken aback, and casually smiled gratefully at the female student: "Of course!"

With the help of the female students, those evasive third graders also walked over every now and then, silently helping.

Bamboo poured potion into Vincent's open mouth, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. Perhaps, the relationship between monsters and humans is improving?

"Do you think I'm the only dark magician?"

On the other side, Kea suddenly laughed strangely.

At the same time, the old man Sardin was stabbed in the body by a student who was very close behind him.

The old man Satin immediately counterattacked, shook the student away, and at the same time turned around in shock.

The sneak attacking student raised his head, held the bloody sharp knife in his hand, and showed a strange smile just like Chia.

"We are among you." Kea's rough and eerie voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Shocked, the students immediately dispersed. No one dared to get close to each other. They looked at each other suspiciously, and there was no unity anymore.

Kea laughed wildly, as if to say, look!All it takes is one sentence!It can disintegrate your unity!

Teacher Celine stood by the old man Sardin, looking at the scattered students, her face was ashen, the dark magician lived in the body of the person, and there was no way to tell them apart!

"Guess, how many of you are there? And how many, dark magician?"

"What are you going to do? My great holy mage? Do you dare to kill them?"

Orlando still stood there with a calm expression, as if no matter what happened, it would not affect him in the slightest.

He raised his head, the momentum around him soared, and his tone was cold and ruthless.

"Of course, I won't let go of any of them!"