The audience was in an uproar.

Everyone's face was filled with infinite fear and shock.

Only Li Tian was standing there alone, and he also heard the conversation between the soldiers just now. When he heard the word "demon", his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"It seems that the demonic figures I saw a few days ago should have entered the imperial capital to spy on the news."

"I didn't expect that the demon army had already attacked." Li Tian thought secretly.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the dean of the three major illusion academies.

Even the dozen or so soldiers in armor were looking at the three of them.

"Three deans, you are the hope of the empire. This time the demons are invading, and they are coming in full force. Our brothers in the desolate frontier have fallen down countless corpses... I hope you can send an elite illusionist to help us win this victory." The burly warrior looked at the old dean, Hris, and the white beard and the others.

After hearing this, the old dean and the others asked, "The demon army is over?"

"Yes, and we can't defend the desolate frontier anymore. Our 30,000 troops are currently only half of the troops left, and the remaining brothers are all killed in battle."

"The general has ordered us to withdraw from the desolate frontier as soon as possible..."

The burly warrior spoke these words with an ugly expression.

After hearing this, the old dean, Hris, not only frowned deeply.

"The empire is in trouble. As we illusions, of course, we will have no choice but to participate in the battle. Our Band Academy will definitely cooperate with you immediately."

Listening to the old dean Hris, the burly soldier showed a grateful look.

"Band College!"

"We will never forget the contributions your academy has made to our army in the Second Demon War! This time, we still want to thank you." The burly soldier looked at the old dean with gratitude.

The old dean, Hris, smiled slightly and said, "This is what we should do as the people of the empire."

After the old dean Hris said this, the dean of the Locke Academy and the old white-bearded man also made their statements.

They are all willing to send elite talents from their academy to participate in the war against the demons.

Faced with such a major disaster, no one dares to be presumptuous.

After the deans of the three major illusion academies here made a decision, the fat judge walked over quickly.

"Where is the competition? What should I do with the Imperial Illusion Competition?" the fat man shouted.

As soon as his words were spoken, the burly warrior suddenly put a broad sword on the fat man's fat neck: "Bastard, the frontier is almost unable to defend, what else do you want to play?"

The fat man heard the warrior's roar, pressed his broadsword against his neck, swallowed deeply, and then he no longer dared to speak too much.

Yes!

The demons have invaded in a large amount, who will care about this game?

If the entire emperor capital is lost, it means that the Spirit Land Continent will be completely occupied by the demons. At that time, there will definitely be creatures suffering from corpses everywhere.

After the deans of the three major illusion academies here agreed to support, Li Tian blinked and looked at this place there.

Suddenly, a voice from the opposite side came over.

After a closer look, it happened to be Kane.

I saw him looking at Li Tiandao with a smile and said, "It seems that we can't tell the difference this time."

When Li Tian heard Kane say this, he just smiled faintly, and then said nothing.

"Now, the demons are invading us humans on a large scale. I believe we should have a chance to see each other again." Kane suddenly said again.

Li Tiandao: "Hope."

"I can't be an opponent, I hope I have the opportunity to be an ally with you." Kane said at the end.

After saying that, Kane slowly retreated.

The soldiers over there were still talking to the deans of the three major colleges.

"Three deans, I hope you will immediately select your illusionist, and then go to the battlefield outside the border to help us." The burly warrior in front of him was there.

The old dean, Hris, and others said, "Okay, don't worry! We will send an elite illusionist to support you as soon as possible."

"Yeah, it's very good!"

"I have already conveyed the military order. We must quickly rush back to the desolate frontier!" said the burly warrior.

The old dean and the others are not inconvenient to stay for too long!

So, at this moment, I saw the burly soldier, who led a dozen of his soldiers to leave the competition venue again.

After they left, the deans of the three major Illusion Academy looked at each other.

The old man with white beard suddenly glanced at Nahris gloomy and said, "This time you are lucky in Bande Academy! If it weren't for the empire's difficulties, huh, your Bande Academy would have suffered a crushing defeat again."

When the old dean Hris heard the white-bearded old man say this, he sneered: "Is that right?"

"Why do I think some people are despicable and shameless? Just use some low-ranking methods..."

When the white beard heard the old director Herris cursing himself in a corner, he roared angrily: "You..."

The old director Hris smiled and said, "Rutov, I won't make trouble with you anymore! Now that the empire is in a disaster, I must arrange people to help this war as soon as possible."

After saying that, the old dean, Hris, didn't even worry about Narutov anymore, and then said to all the students in Band College: "All the teachers and students of Band College, follow me and quickly return to the college to gather."

The students from Band College heard the order from the old dean, so they quickly gathered.

Even Li Tian and Isa ran over quickly.

Then, under the leadership of the old dean, they left the competition venue!

They gave up on the game! Because there are more important and more terrible things to do now.

Like Band College, Naloke College quickly gathered its students and led them out of the Empire venue!

Only the people from the Heishura Academy were still stranded in the Imperial City.

Looking at Band College and Locke College leaving the arena, the white-bearded old man groaned angrily.

"Damn it, this Imperial Illusion Competition has been in vain." Whitebeard said in an atmosphere.

The old men in black robe around them quickly walked to the white-bearded old man and asked, "Dean, what should we do now?"

The white-bearded old man frowned and said, "In the face of the empire's disaster, I can't worry about so much now! I want to send you to the desolate frontier to support him."

"Otherwise, if the demons really capture the frontier... by then, our spiritual land continent will suffer from the disaster." The white-bearded old man was there to take the overall situation into consideration.

He no longer dares to act on his own treacherous conspiracy.
Chapter completed!