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Peggotlin laughed. "So we have no more to talk about?" In fact, he had never thought of talking about it. He was just trying to find an excuse.

Sometimes, the struggle between people wasn't necessarily for benefits. Sometimes, it was just for a single breath. To suppress the other party, whether it was Xianglong Academy or Baroque Academy, this wasn't a question of who.

In the one-third land of Barovacs, the problem of who was the boss and who was in charge had been in conflict for decades. For these impulsive and hot-blooded students, the only problem they could solve was their fists.

It was not as if these two academies had never fought before. Shaya, Khafir, Mo Klin, and the others had all participated in last year's "war."

The freshmen of Baroque Academy might not know about this, but the older students' minds were all clear. Xianglong Academy was looking for an excuse to start the battle.

One of them was holding a torch, the burning light made Shaya's face turn red. She exchanged a look with Ron, Haifis, and the others and sneered, "I don't think you want to talk at all!"

Peggotlin laughed. "In that case, I'll have to seek justice for my men!" His smile disappeared and he waved his hand coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Attack!"

Both sides gave the order, and a great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The eyes of the Baroque students turned blood-red. The knights and soldiers standing in front of them threw down their torches, pulled out their weapons from their spatial bags, and rushed towards Xianglong Academy with a furious roar.

Xiang Long Academy was not to be outdone. The Earth Dragon let out a heaven-shaking roar, raised its four hooves, and launched an attack towards Barovax Academy.

"Kill!"

An earth-shaking battle cry rang out as the densely packed students charged forward like a wave, wave after wave, as if their lives depended on it.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

The smoke from the beacons rose up once again. Once again, an earth-shaking explosion erupted from the long street of Baroque City. Flames burned everywhere.

Shaya, Khafir, and the others charged in front. Their bodies were surrounded by qi as they fought with the Dragon Knights. These people were not weak and quickly suppressed the arrogant arrogance of Dragon Soaring Academy.

What was the most occupation in Baroque Academy? They were undoubtedly mages. A large number of mages had once been the pride of Baroque Academy. They chanted in low voices, and all sorts of magic elements were mobilized.

"Fire!"

With a command from Cardina, countless magical bullets flew into the air, falling like beautiful fireworks on the bodies of the Dragon Knights from the Xianglong Academy.

Nearly a thousand spells bombarded the knights, turning them senseless. The Landwyrms let out mournful cries, and quite a few Dragon Knights were unable to control the panicking Landwyrms as they scurried around the crowd.

Another wave of magic bullets came, ripping open the formation of the Dragon Knights.

"Damn it!" Every time there was a war, the mages of Baroque Academy would bring them a great deal of trouble. It was imperative that they settle these mages as soon as possible.

In order to deal with these mages, they had to break through their defense line. This line of defense was built by Shaya, Khafir, and the others and was very strong. Even though they didn't have the Holy Knight Merlin, who was famous for his defense, there was one more difficult Necromancer, Ron.

"Charge!" With a pinch of his legs, the Tyrant Wyrm charged out like the wind. Its thick claws stepped on the ground, causing the ground to shake slightly.

Students were sent flying one after another. The Tyrannosaurus Rex was invincible.

Shaya and Khafir exchanged a glance, summoning their mounts. Shaya was a Silverwing Flying Horse, and Khafir was a Fanged Tiger.

"Let's attack him together and finish him off!" Shaya said.

"Alright!" In the face of a great enemy, Khafir Si had abandoned his past grudges. Now that Baroque Academy wanted to cooperate, what it wanted to do was to cooperate.

The Silver Winged Pegasus flapped its wings and soared into the air. With a low growl, it pounced towards Peggotlin.

In front of an eight-ton beast, Shaya and Khafir's mounts were a little too small. Even if they were two against one, Peggotlin would still have the upper hand.

"Ron, are you all right?" Aurora asked, running to Ron's side.

Ron shook his head and straightened.

"Ron, you'd better not do anything. Take a rest. Leave this place to us!"

Looking at the chaotic battlefield, Ron's eyes landed on Shaya and Khafir. He frowned slightly, "No, I can't rest now. That guy riding the level 6 Tyrant Wyrm is too scary!"

"I'm going to help them!"

"But your body …" Aurora frowned. Ron's body probably wouldn't be able to handle such a high intensity battle.

"I can still hold on!" "Skeleton Fighter!" Ron said as he mounted the Skeleton Fighter and activated "Skeleton Speed" before charging out.

Aurora took a deep breath, picked up her bow and arrow, and joined the battle.

"Hahaha!" Peggotlin burst out laughing. "Awesome! Only then would he be satisfied! "Khafir, Shaya, the two of you together won't be my match …"

With that, the gigantic Tyrant Wyrm's tail wagged as it lashed out its claws at the long-toothed tiger. At the same time, Peggotlin raised his two-handed sword to meet Shaya.

Khafir was shocked, "This fellow is much stronger than before!"

As he spoke, a white shadow flashed from the corner of his eye, and this white shadow flew past him, carrying a pointed spear, and charged at Peggotlin.

"Ron?" At first, Khafir was greatly surprised, but soon he became overjoyed. Although this fellow's appearance was not out of the ordinary, his strength was something that Khafir admired as well.

"You're here, too. Go to hell with them!" The tyrannosaur opened its jaws wide and bit at Ron.

"[Poison Bone Dagger]!" Ron was extremely calm as a green light condensed in his hand. The green light was extremely fast and immediately pierced the Tyrant Wyrm's tough skin. It was only able to pierce a little bit before it was unable to pierce through.

"Damn it!" At first Peggotlin didn't think much of it, but now he had a bad feeling.

It was not easy to force the poison out of her body, and Shaya, who was in the sky, immediately came back. She beat back Shaya, and then rode her silver winged horse into the air.

Xiang Long Academy's three great experts working together immediately suppressed the overbearing arrogance of the Tyrant Wyrm, making Peggotlin cry out in anger.

The Dragon Knights were unable to tear through the barricades of Baroque Academy. After being bombarded by the mages behind them, they gradually found themselves unable to endure any longer.

One by one, the Earth Dragons were severely injured by the explosion of the magic, and when they returned to the summoning space, the Dragon Knights became mere commanders, their fighting strength greatly reduced.

At this moment, even Peggotlin, who was fighting alone against the three powerhouses of Barofax Academy, was unable to do anything. Facing the fierce assault of Khafir, Shaya, who was swimming in the air, and the crafty and ruthless Ron, he quickly showed signs of fatigue.

Letting out a light breath, Ron's gaze turned sinister as he chanted in a low voice. Black mist surrounded his body, and a green ray of light shone from his eyes, appearing extremely sinister in the dark.

"The vengeful spirit that sleeps in the cemetery, wake up. My servant, accept my summons, and help me eliminate the enemy in front of me …"

Following Ron's chant, one by one, the Skeleton Mages crawled out of the ground. From afar, it looked extremely white.

"Get out of the way, let me do it!" Ron said loudly to Shaya and Khafir.

Explosions sounded one after another, and beautiful flowers bloomed on the Tyrant Wyrm's body. The Tyrant Wyrm roared angrily as it tried to break out of the magic circle.

"Want to leave?" "No way!" Ron immediately noticed Peggotlin's movement, and bone cells rose from the ground, trapping Peggotlin and the tyrannosaur in them.

"Damn it! "Bastard, you bastard …" Peggotlin finally knew what Ron was going to do. He was desperately trying to destroy the white bone cells that had risen from the ground.

Under the tyrannosaurus's attack, the prison was easily broken, but Ron quickly summoned another prison, trapping the tyrannosaur again. Don't forget, on the other side, as the rain of magic rained down, Peggotlin could no longer afford to pay attention to anything else.

"It's useless. These low-level spells are useless against my Tyrannosaurus Rex. You just wait for death when I charge out!" In the smoke, Peggotlin shouted crazily.

"How can it be so simple!" Slowly lifting his hand, a hint of a smile appeared in Ron's eyes. He moved again, "Curse Technique – Deep Damage …"

A spiritual attack soundlessly spread out, and without knowing it, Peggotlin had already fallen for it.

Ron had learned his lesson by now, and instead of dispersing the power of the curse, he focused on Peggotlin.

The Curse Technique was a spiritual attack. This spiritual attack had a trace of an illusion, affecting the opponent's sight, hearing, taste, smell, and touch. When the "Five Senses" was successfully deceived, the Curse Technique would take effect.

For example, if one had a dim spiritual vision or weakened spiritual vision, they could make the enemy feel that they were unable to see or lack the strength to attack.

The Curse Technique was something that was extremely mysterious. Every type of Curse Technique was different, and in the end, it was just the word "comprehension".

"Roaaaaaar!"

Finally, after being bombarded by hundreds of spells, the cursed Tyrant Wyrm could no longer hold on. It let out a deafening roar, and its massive body collapsed with a thud, shaking the entire battlefield. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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