my god is from hell

Yan Qing's pupils constricted!

"Lolo—"

The familiar voice brought back Zuo Luoxing's rationality, he blinked slowly, his pupils turned into mottled light gold again, then he bowed his head stiffly——

His palm passed through a person's chest, tightly holding a beating heart.

Red blood flowed through his wrist like a brook, dripping and staining the challenge platform under his feet.

"I...I killed..."

Zuo Luoxing's voice trembled.

Zhuo Honghong's shocked expression slightly subsided, and she quickly jumped onto the challenge platform——

Then, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He really stood up!

Before the winner is decided, the demigod-level barrier on the challenge platform will not be opened, but now, the system has not announced the winner, and the barrier is gone!

Is this the winner?

Or...

The barriers are all damaged? !

Zhuo Feihong put aside the complicated thoughts in her head, and said in a calm tone: "Don't let go, don't move, he can still be saved!"

The spiritual power of the envoy has a certain healing effect, and when the summoning god exists, unless the body and head are separated, crushing the heart still has the power to save.

Zhuo Feihong quickly dialed the communication with her optical brain, and notified the medical team of the college to come to rescue people. At the same time, she contacted the students of the Social Federation Department and the law enforcement team, so that everyone should be alert to the riots that may be caused by the leak of today's challenge station news.

Under the shroud of demigod-level divine arts, some students' lives were in danger on the challenge platform. It was not a small matter for the ministers of the college or the students.

After Zhuo Feihong arranged all the matters, she didn't put her fingers off the optical brain immediately.

That woman... also came to Sherman College today.

Zhuo Feihong raised her head, looked at the elementary school boy who was so frightened that she was about to cry, and the student who was breathing weakly on his hand, a sigh flashed in her eyes, she closed her eyes, and dialed another number.

"Come to the challenge area and do me a favor."

Office of the Minister.

There were two people sitting on the conference sofa in front of the desk, and there were two steaming cups of black tea on the coffee table, one of which was gently lifted by a long white hand.

"Minister Liang, this is a win-win situation. Crimson's team is only short of one auxiliary angel. I don't make things difficult for you. I just want to give Crimson one more assist in the task arrangement."

The blond woman in a black knee-length robe sat on the sofa with a quiet expression and a somewhat rigid sitting posture. Whether she was serving tea or talking, she looked dull.

But even so, this person's figure wrapped in the rigid black robe is particularly eye-catching, the chest is ready to come out, the two long legs are close together and slightly slanted, and the length is astonishing.

The head of the training department looked embarrassed: "Although I am a school teacher, I can't interfere with the emotional life of the students..."

The blond woman took a sip of her tea, her expression unchanged: "No matter what, the minister must arrange for an assistant god to join the crimson team. If that's the case, why should the minister look far away."

"It's true to say so, but you obviously..." Bad intentions!

"Does the minister not believe in my professionalism? I believe that the minister has already read my grade report. In Ruoshui College's auxiliary ranking list, I have always been number one before Xie Zhuoyu came. Does this not make the minister feel at ease?"

The blond woman put down her black tea, and the teacup made a crisp sound as it fell on the porcelain tray. Her green eyes quietly looked at the head of the training department.

Minister Liang tightened his fingers holding the teacup, and his mouth felt slightly bitter.

I'm not worried about your professionalism... I don't believe in your character!

Lancaster's student harmed a son of murder, and he has taken it as a warning until now, how could he let this woman in front of him harm another general under his command!

"If the minister is willing to think more about his students, I think I will also be willing to come to your hospital for one day every month to deepen the relationship between the two schools." The blonde woman said in a flat tone.

The Minister of Training shook his hands, subconsciously said loudly: "Really?"

The blond woman looked indifferent.

"This... this... This scarlet is really true. I have been in school for three years and I still don't know how to consider my personal feelings. I really have to talk about him, and what's wrong with having an extra healing god on the team? Just When did his violent demolition team come back with a lot of scars? It should have been equipped with an auxiliary angel long ago! I think Bella Angel is very good! This kid! I will teach him a lesson later! Of course... I am not either For other reasons, mainly the relationship between the two courts, it really needs to be deepened, you say yes..."

The head of the training department immediately sat up straight, stopped tasting the black tea, and squeezed in the direction of the blonde woman. The sofa was moved by him, and his face, which was nearly fifty years old, was full of disregard for students' personal feelings. heartache.

Arabella still sat upright and did not move. After hearing this, she picked up the black tea again: "Crimson will understand the painstaking efforts of the minister."

"Of course! This is all for the sake of that kid! It's... Angel Bella, this is one day a month, which day do you think is better?" The head of the training department rubbed his palms and hinted.

The fat you got, must not fly away!

God knows how outrageous the annual treatment expenses of the training department are!Ruoshui College goes up and down, from teachers to students, the appearance fee is quite expensive!However, this group of students didn't know how to understand the embarrassment of the minister, and they were merciless in a fight!Hurt every day!The pitiful funds of the training department were all paid to Ruoshui Academy!

Now there is a student from Ruoshui Academy who has taken a fancy to the students in their training department and is willing to come to the academy for one day of treatment every month. How can the head of the training department let him go?

The debt owed by the students in the training department should be repaid by the students in the training department themselves!

Among the tasks given by the training department, the team of Zhuo Feihong and others suffered the most injuries. Let them use their captain to pay off the debt, which is fair and just!

Just as Arabella was about to speak, the light brain on her wrist flickered, and the word "Crimson" on it was particularly conspicuous.

A trace of surprise flashed in Arabella's eyes, her face remained calm, and she pressed the call button.

"Come to the challenge area and do me a favor."

Arabella looked serious, and quickly stood up: "Are you injured?"

Zhuo Feihong is one of the top ten people in the combat power list, and she is also a member of the law enforcement team. She is often challenged by others, and she knows it.

"It's not me, it's my junior. I'm afraid that only the medical team will be enough. Teacher Xu and the others are not in the academy."

Not long after the college started, it was a time of relaxation, and several teachers of the treatment department took the opportunity to go to Ruoshui College for further study. The remaining two would definitely be in the school hospital and would not easily come with the team.

Although she believed in the judgment of the medical team, Zhuo Feihong was worried that the elementary school student would be nervous, and if something went wrong, their lives would be ruined.

Since Arabella was here and he knew her, there was no reason for her to keep silent.

"Okay, I'll be right over," Arabella said quickly.

After finishing speaking, she looked at the head of the training department: "You can set the time, and I can. But the minister, don't forget to 'take care' of the scarlet team."

"Definitely!" The head of the training department smiled and sent Arabella away enthusiastically.

When they arrived at the challenge area, the medical team had already arrived, and they were trying to get Zuo Luoxing to follow the car to the school hospital. This situation was difficult to handle without equipment.

"Just here. I'm the God Envoy of the auxiliary department, and I can maintain his life. It took too long to move from here to the school hospital, and there were many accidents. You are ready for the follow-up matters after taking out this hand."

After Arabella saw the situation, she immediately summoned the summoner, and quickly spoke to the medical team.

The members of the medical team also felt that the journey was too long, and with the help of the auxiliary gods, the difficulty would indeed be reduced a lot.

and……

Several members of the medical team saw the extremely hot figure of this envoy, and even the girls couldn't help but blush slightly.

With such a figure and dull expression, it seems that Ruoshui Academy's God Envoy Arabella of the healing department has occupied the top ranking all year round.

They came to the challenge area in such a timely manner. If they hadn't received a communication, they wouldn't have believed it.

It seems that Ruoshui Academy's No. [-] auxiliary player, Zhuo Feihong, a playboy who likes their law enforcement team, is true.

The medical team quickly began preparations.

on the challenge stage.

"Lolo, don't be afraid."

Yan Qing had already stepped onto the stage, stood beside Zuo Luoxing, and comforted her.

At the same time, his eyes couldn't help falling on the arm that was deeply inserted into the opponent's chest.

Based on Yan Qing's experience, the position of this palm is so ingenious, if it is too deep, it will pass through the chest, and if it is too shallow, it will not be able to fully grasp the opponent's heart.

A very decisive shot.

It's not like Lolo's style at all.

"I...I don't know...why I made a sudden move..."

Zuo Luoxing's voice was slightly crying, and at the same time there was a deep hidden fear.

At that moment just now, he felt as if he was being controlled by an inexplicable emotion. The moment he saw the blond god, an unprecedented desire to kill filled his mind, and then, before he could react, he stretched out his hand go out.

He faintly realized that what he wanted to kill was not this person, but... the blond god behind him.

In other words, what he wanted to kill...was a god.

When Zuo Luoxing realized this thought, he was filled with fear. He couldn't imagine that he would have such a terrible thought.

And what scares Zuo Luoxing even more is, if he can't control himself, one day in the future, will he stretch out his hand to Master Yan Qing's chest like today?

No... no... no!

"Lolo!"

Yan Qing hurriedly stabilized his hand that suddenly trembled for some reason, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hug his frightened little angel.

"Lolo, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Qing lowered his head slightly and asked in confusion.

There was an imperceptible stickiness in the cool voice, just like Lord Yan Qing.

He obviously doesn't care about anything other than fried chicken, and is even obviously impatient, but he is very tolerant of his envoy who knows nothing, always softly shouting "Lolo", "Lolo", as if extremely dependent on him.

But Zuo Luoxing knew that without "Luo Luo", the godly lord who is reckless in nature and powerful in divine power can live a very good life.

"Master Yan Qing..."

Zuo Luoxing raised his eyes, and saw that his trembling hand was tightly grasped by Yan Qing, as if with him, he didn't need to do anything, and he was already fine, or, no matter what he did, it was fine.

"Lolo...you're crying..."

Yan Qing's voice was unconsciously lowered, and his tone was particularly surprised.

Zhuo Feihong stood behind the challenger who pierced through the chest, supporting the opponent's body that was slightly weakened due to blood loss and extreme panic, and at the same time kept paying attention to the situation on the opposite side.

Apart from the initial shock, the elementary school boy's psychological quality is quite strong, he kept his arms straight and did not move around, even if he lost his strength, he persisted.

But after the inexplicable trembling just now, this elementary school boy seemed to be caught in his own thoughts. If it wasn't for his divine envoy to firmly grasp his arm, it might be difficult to even lift it up.

This time, the eye sockets were even more red, the tears fell down in big drops, the tip of the nose was red, but the arms were still dutifully stiff and motionless, it was really pitiful no matter how you looked at it.

The little student he was supporting was so frightened that Zuo Luoxing was afraid that his wound would burst from tears, so he stared at him with tight breathing.

Just as Arabella was about to perform the magic spell, she saw the blond-haired and golden-eyed elementary school boy crying in fright. The slight displeasure that he felt that the other party had shot too hard dissipated a lot, and instead comforted him: "There is me!" Now, he can't die."

Arabella's words are absolutely not exaggerated. The reason why she can occupy the first place in the auxiliary battle list all year round is because her healing magic has obvious effects, the healing range is extremely wide, and the duration is not short. She can be called the favorite of all violent angels. nanny.

Being stretched into the chest and clutching her heart seemed serious, but it was not considered a serious injury to Arabella. She had also treated injuries that were much more serious than this. This injury can be said to be a pediatric one.

Only then did Zuo Luoxing realize that he was crying tears, and he immediately felt ashamed, and quickly held back, but the more he wanted to hold back, the more turbulent he became.

Especially Lord Yan Qing was still looking at him strangely.

Fortunately, Arabella rescued him in time.

"Okay, take your hand out slowly."

Behind Arabella appeared a praying angel with a halo on his head, with white wings and white feathers, holy and compassionate.

The angel stretched out her hand, and a holy white light that seemed to come from heaven fell from her hand on the position of the other's chest, and the blood that had been slowly flowing out finally stopped.

Zuo Luoxing even felt that the part of his wrist that was stuck by his chest had begun to shrink, as if it was healing.

He nodded, took a deep breath, and pulled his hand out of the opponent's chest as loosely as possible.

I thought there would be a lot of blood gushing out, but under the continuous healing of the healing light, the blood loss was much smaller, even less than the blood that flowed out when it was inserted just now.

The bloody arm was slowly pulled out from the chest, and the back of the hand that was taken out was covered with sticky scarlet blood, dripping down from the fingertips and the edge of the palm, which was extremely glaring.

"Okay, go wash your hands."

Seeing that Zuo Luoxing seemed to be staring at the blood on his hands, Yan Qing pushed him to the lounge in the challenge area.

The little witch was also frightened by Zuo Luoxing's quick slap, but after all, the person who had divided the body was much calmer than Zuo Luoxing, and said impatiently: "You are still not a man! It's like a soul!"

On the challenge stage, the challenger with a big hole in his chest turned his head with difficulty: "It wasn't...a little...accident..."

The little witch glanced at him, and then said: "Look! Isn't he still alive?"

Challenger: ...

"What's more, what's the matter with the magic technique on the challenge stage? Isn't it your dean's magic technique? How could there be such a big accident?"

The little witch looked at Zhuo Feihong with great distrust.

She still remembered that this guy was from the school's law enforcement team, and he should have had a lot of contact with the high-level college officials. After all, he was the person who supervised the implementation of the college's regulations.

Zhuo Feihong saw the wounded being transported away with Arabella looking after her, her tense mind immediately relaxed a lot, and when she heard the little witch's questioning, she betrayed her headmaster without hesitation.

"You are right. This matter is undoubtedly the dean's problem."

Lancaster, who was far away on another planet, sneezed suddenly, always feeling that someone was cursing him.

"I told you not to be too stingy, you were scolded by the students."

Dean Augersig, Stuart made a pot of tea for Lancaster with a smile, bent slightly and pushed it over: "Here, the ancient earth's health tea, don't mention it, it really tastes good to drink."

"What you like to drink, I definitely don't like it." Lancaster said, picked it up and took a sip, then frowned, "Bitter."

"Drink more and get used to it. It's worth relishing later." Stuart shook his head, and the old god picked it up and took a sip.

"Forget it, give me another cup of coffee." Lancaster thanked Bumin, and handed the tea to the assistant dean, who nodded and left quietly.

Stuart shook his head in disappointment, blew off the froth in the teacup, and took another sip into his stomach.

Lancaster glanced at it, and warned: "Stop pretending to me, planet K14-253, which team are you going to let go, the water here is not shallow."

Stuart still said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, we won't be able to go anyway."

Lancaster observed carefully for a while, then suddenly laughed, and leaned on the wooden chair behind him: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry, anyway, it's not the planet Sherman that belongs to the fourteenth district, so thinking about it, it seems that sending any team to it is not a bad idea." It's urgent."

Stuart shook his hand holding the teacup, his eyebrows twitched invisibly, and said slowly: "That's not what you said..."

"Oh? Really? I think it's true to say so."

As Lancaster said, he saw the assistant order the coffee, imitating Stuart just now, the old god took a sip and closed his eyes to rest.

"You also said...the water here is very deep. The reason you came to me is to hope that the two academies can have a tacit understanding, abandon their prejudices, and cooperate sincerely..."

"I didn't say, how do those violent lunatics in my academy know how to cooperate sincerely?" Lancaster interrupted him.

"Eh? Who said that! Who dares to say that? I never said it!" Stuart quickly shirked his responsibility and said with a smile, "The strength list of Sherman College is even comparable to the comprehensive list of the five major colleges. Who dares to underestimate the battle list?"

Lancaster listened to his flattery and didn't agree with him at all.

"So, which team are you planning to send there?" Stuart asked, "Zhuo Feihong's team? To be honest, although Zhuo Feihong is not the strongest in the combat power list, his commanding ability, negotiation ability and even But the ability to track and investigate is first-class, and it is indeed the most appropriate to send him to this matter."

Lancaster also put down his coffee cup, nodded and said, "I've thought about it too."

"Think about it? You don't plan to send him?" Stuart asked in surprise.

Lancaster shook his head and looked up: "Duke Zuo's youngest son has entered school these days, do you know?"

"You want to send him? But he's just a newborn envoy?" Stuart frowned slightly, not expecting Lancaster to make such an arrangement.

"Did you know? He was selected by the Rose Academy before he entered school, and was directly drawn into the Rose Galaxy with divine magic." Lancaster recalled the letter returned by the Rose Academy with a low voice.

"Rose Galaxy? Rose Star?" Stuart's tone could not help but be tinged with surprise.

You must know that it is extremely difficult for even sub-divine envoys like them to enter the Rose Star without alarming the head of the Rose Academy. Can't get in.

For this matter, the deans of their fifth academy teamed up to cross the Rose galaxy, but they only saw the water-blue Rose star from a distance, but they were blocked by demigod-level magic, and they couldn't enter the Rose Academy.

Stuart once suspected that the dean of Rose Academy was not just a demigod, but a god-level envoy.

It is such a tough and indifferent academy that condescended to use an unexpected starship crash to cover up the divine guidance, just to lure a student into Rose Academy.

Not only Lancaster, but even Stuart couldn't help suspecting that the youngest son of the Duke of Zuo had a lot to offer.

"The nature of the Rose Academy...you and I both know that this cannot be an accident. There must be something special about Zuo Luoxing, and it is completely different and extremely important from all the previous students of the Rose Academy." Lan Caster's tone was serious.

"You mean... not only his summoning of the gods, but also something about him that we ignore?"

"That's what I mean," Lancaster affirmed.

At the beginning, he only thought that Zuo Luoxing's god-invoking name was weird, but now it seems that there is probably something unusual about him, otherwise he would not be so valued by the Rose Academy.

This pair of gods and divine envoys is full of doubts.

"So... what is your decision?" Stuart asked after pondering for a moment.

Lancaster looked out of the window, picked up his coffee and took a sip.

Outside the window, the roses were in full bloom, and the sunlight fell on the dewdrops on the petals, shining them dazzlingly, but the dewdrops melted away and evaporated.

Sherman College.

The more than 4000 points that Zuo Luoxing had just won back were all lost because of a heart attack, and [-] points were deducted. He suddenly became poorer than the little witch.

Yan Qing didn't expect that after fighting hard (?) for more than ten rounds, not only did he not earn a point, but he also lost two thousand, which made everyone cry when he heard it.

Zuo Luoxing felt so guilty about this that he actively ran to the challenge area every day.

At first, he was a little worried about himself, but Zhuo Feihong said that the dean came back and strengthened the sub-divine spells in the challenge area, so he tried to fight a game.

This time, I don't know if it was because Zuo Luoxing was extra cautious and didn't lose control like last time, so Zuo Luoxing started to support himself and fight against others by himself.

Three days later, Zuo Luoxing's ranking had risen by more than ten places. Although it was still not high, the problem of food and clothing was solved anyway, and Yan Qing finally had the fried chicken he had been longing for.

On the day of cooking the first meal, the little witch who was already ranked much higher than Zuo Luoxing also came over, naively snatched a fried chicken from Yan Qing, chased Yan Qing all over the room, and almost broke the dormitory. The building was demolished.

Two days later, Fang Zhiyi, who had led them into the academy, came over again to remind them that the school season was over and they were about to start choosing courses.

"The college's courses are divided into three parts: compulsory, minor and elective." Fang Zhiyi introduced.

"Compulsory courses are the basic courses that all divine envoys must take, including cultural history of creation, cognition of the genealogy of gods, Yulian divine envoys, practical divine arts foundations, physical arts foundations, tracking and investigation foundations, and basic weapons Using etc. courses, there will be many people taking it together.”

"Minors and electives are self-selected. The minor is for students to choose a subject they are interested in. The college requires that every student must have a mastery of a subject, whether it is cultural or practical. However, At Sherman College, the latter category is more popular."

"The elective is not in Sherman College, but in the other four colleges, which is equivalent to knowledge expansion. You can choose three subjects you are interested in at will, and the college will arrange for you to study in other colleges."

"The credit table and all course-related information have been uploaded to the school's official website. You can swipe your card to check it. After selecting the courses within three days, the formal classes will begin."

After Fang Zhiyi finished speaking, he turned on the optical brain and showed a few people his own schedule.

In addition to the college courses, there are many red-marked tasks on Fang Zhiyi's schedule. He explained to everyone that these are the experience tasks only available in the second grade. They are uniformly arranged by the training department, usually in groups, and there are fixed teams. The training department will directly issue orders in units of teams. If there is no fixed team or the number of teams is insufficient, the training department will arrange personnel to make up.

"Actually, you don't need to decide too early about the team. Usually, you will stay in the academy for the first two years to study, and the team you form will most likely be students from the academy. It will be even higher, and it is generally in the third grade that a real fixed team will be formed. At that time, the task instructions will be jointly issued by the five colleges and carried out by the team members.”

Fang Zhiyi didn't elaborate on the matter of the team. After all, they are just freshmen envoys who have just arrived at the academy, and they haven't finished the basic courses, so it's too early to talk about it.

He looked at the time and reminded: "No matter how you choose, the class schedule must be submitted within three days, otherwise it will be very troublesome if you miss the time."

Several people nodded quickly.

After Fang Zhiyi gave these instructions, he left in a hurry. His own courses and tasks were also very tight, but because Zuo Luoxing and the others were not only his juniors of Sherman College, but also juniors of Rose College, they gave more instructions.

After Fang Zhiyi left, Zuo Luoxing swiped his card to enter the official website. As soon as he clicked on the class schedule, the translucent light screen standing in front of him "swiped" far away.

The little witch was also dumbfounded: "Why are there so many lessons?"

Zuo Luoxing took a closer look and found out that these were all optional courses in the college, including minors and electives. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It should be fully developed, wait for me to check the options."

Zuo Luoxing only ordered the compulsory courses.

The light screen paused, and slowly... put away the bottom two lines.

Three: ? ? ?

Is this a fucking basic course that can be learned in two years?

Yan Qing took a look and turned around very calmly.

"Come on, Luo Luo, I'm going to sleep."

Zuo Luoxing hastily grabbed his summoner: "Master Yan Qing, you forgot that the practical class is taught by the summoner and the summoner together."

"I'm so strong! Why do I still need to take classes? I don't want to!" Yan Qing had a stinky face, and a hundred people disagreed.

"My lord Yan Qing...it's all my fault...my spiritual power is too low...I can't use divine arts as I like...so my lord still needs to learn some trivial skills..."

Zuo Luoxing suddenly felt guilty, his words began to lack confidence, and his voice was weak.

Yan Qing: ...

"...I'll just take a look."

"Great! Thank you, Mr. Yan Qing!"

Zuo Luoxing's tone suddenly became high, and he pulled Yan Qing to choose the courses that would be three days later.

The little witch sat aside and snorted disdainfully, ticked off all the required courses, then jumped to the minor courses, and then began to browse carefully.

——I really don’t understand what’s so good about all the compulsory courses that you have to choose, whether you can take them or not?

Three days later, Zuo Luoxing submitted the class schedule, and took Yan Qing to attend the first class of Sherman Academy, which was also a history of mythology.

The one who came to class was a gentle female teacher. After a brief self-introduction, she began to talk about God the Father.

"The gods violated the will of the father and brought the first flame to mankind, and they will suffer from God's punishment forever. Therefore, when calling the gods, every divine envoy must perform a ceremony of receiving fire, so as to admit that they are guilty of the same crime as the gods. , is willing to share the punishment of God, and it is also the proof of the bond."

Zuo Luoxing listened carefully below.

Although he already knew these things, he still couldn't bear to let go of a single word. When he heard that the gods would suffer eternal punishment from the gods, he couldn't help holding Yan Qing's hand, and asked in a low voice: "Master Yan Qing, are you ready?" Does it hurt?"

Yan Qing was lying on the table bored, and was too lazy to move when Zuo Luoxing grabbed his hand. Hearing this, he blew the hair hanging down in front of his eyes, and said sullenly: "Is Luo Luo stupid? It's not me who stole the fire, I Why does it hurt?"

Only then did Zuo Luoxing feel relieved, but he still held Yan Qing's hand tightly.

He still remembered that when he was under the fire, the pain he felt was hundreds of times worse than what his elder brother described, and he couldn't help guessing that the pain Yan Qing suffered was also several times that of those gods, and he was always a little uneasy.

After talking about the origin of Shouhuo, the teacher talked about the changes in the genealogy of gods.

Since God the Father brought down divine punishment, all the gods of that generation were deprived of their godhood by God the Father, and the new gods began to control power and become the masters of everything in the world.

But even for these second-generation gods, it has been tens of thousands of years, which is very far away from now.

Zuo Luoxing heard half of it, and found that Yan Qing beside him had closed his eyes and entered a deep sleep mode, and immediately glanced nervously at the teacher who was giving a lecture.

Finding that the other party didn't look over, he quickly pushed Yan Qing: "Master Yan Qing, bear with me, it will be fine soon!"

Yan Qing simply turned his head away, folded his hands under his head, and didn't even let him grab his hands.

Zuo Luoxing struggled for a while, but still didn't wake him up, and continued listening to the class in fear.

"...Regarding the change of theocratic power during this period, there is a ballad that everyone is familiar with, and even ordinary citizens can recite it. Here, the teacher can confirm to everyone that this ballad is indeed not a folklore, but a sacred prophecy. "

The classroom suddenly fell silent.

It wasn't because the teacher said this was a "prophecy". For the envoy, the true meaning of this ballad was already clear.

The reason why the classroom is quiet is this ballad, which hints at where the history of human confrontation that has lasted for more than 400 years since the Polluters invaded should end.

"God fell from the highest,

The red flames set the world on fire.

When the night comes,

The stars will lead the destiny.

'God bestows rituals, I respect life',

the day the flowers bloom,

Silvery frost and snow will shine in the sky. "

The teacher repeated the ballad, and needles could be heard in the classroom.

All the envoys of the gods knew the meaning of the first two sentences, referring to the origin of the ceremony of receiving fire. The god set the world on fire with flames, but he was deprived of his godhead and suffered eternal punishment from the gods.

However, the meaning of the next few sentences is simple and easy to understand, but Yulian experts who specialize in this field have not yet deciphered what it actually implies.

It seems that everything is simple and easy to understand, but it is confusing when you look closely.

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly looked up at Zuo Luoxing.

Speaking of which, in the first few years when Zuo Luoxing was born, because of his rare full-level spiritual power physique and the word "Luoxing" related to stars, some experts thought that the other party was the key to ending the history of human confrontation

However, in the ten years that followed, Zuo Luoxing grew up step by step, except for the full level of spiritual power, he was no different from other envoys.

It was later discovered that Zuo Luoxing's word "star" was related to the friendship between Zuo Sizhou and his mother, and had no special meaning, so the experts gradually gave up linking Zuo Luoxing with songs.

Zuo Luoxing was subconsciously nervous when he was watched by everyone.

But he also knows why everyone looks at him, but his name is really just a small agreement between his father and mother, and has nothing to do with songs, angels, or even stars.

Beside Zuo Luoxing, Yan Qing was still soundly asleep.

Fortunately, after passing through the challenge area, everyone already knew that this was Zuo Luoxing's summoning of the gods, so it was understandable that the other party was not interested in the history of mythology and fell asleep listening to it.

After all, he is a god, so there is really no need to listen to old history that was known 800 years ago.

The teacher brought the topic back.

"'God bestows gifts, I respect life'. Some experts speculate that the first half of this sentence refers to the gods coming to the world to sign a contract with us. This is a gift from the gods, but no one can interpret the second half of the sentence so far. .It means that human beings can finally defeat the polluters by relying on their own strength? Perhaps only the future can tell us all this."

The teacher made a brief conclusion to the ballad, and didn't talk too much, but talked about other myths.

After all, ballads are almost word-of-mouth among the citizens of the entire Universe Alliance, and they have already researched anything that can be researched, and there is no waiting for her to speculate here.

A class ends soon.

Zuo Luoxing woke up Yan Qing who fell asleep for one class, dragged Master Huan Shen who was hanging on his body, and went to the place of the second practical class with difficulty.

On the way, Zuo Luoxing couldn't help asking the other party some questions.

About that ballad.

"That was how many years ago, I was not even born..."

Yan Qing yawned, not knowing the origin of the ballad.

He went to the Dark Realm 1400 years ago, but this ballad was born 1000 years ago, almost [-] years behind him, and the gods have changed for several generations. He is as confused as Zuo Luoxing.

Zuo Luoxing thought about it, but he wasn't too disappointed.

If Summoning God knew these things, the ballad would have been deciphered hundreds of years ago, so the polluters would not be still raging until now.

He dragged Yan Qing to the training ground.

This is also the place to take practical classes.

Zuo Luoxing's session was a basic magic class. After a brief introduction of herself, the beautiful female teacher released the virtual image of the god very readily.

"Now... everyone together! Whoever can hurt me will get [-] points, and whoever can't even touch a hair will deduct [-] points."

The poor freshmen who came to attend the course were dumbfounded.

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Everyone: I was hungry every day in last school, what kind of human suffering is this?