"Aren't the believers in the Holy Land all stubbornly thinking? Why did they suddenly change to help us?" A bald magic teacher looked at the heroic Frey in the potion basin and couldn't help but wonder at the magic teacher of another academy beside him: "And it's this Holy Silver Sword Girl who is famous for her stereotypes?"

"Of course, it's because we have someone here who must give her a face." A wizard with a bearded face next to him habitually scratched his thick beard.

"Who has such a great face?" The bald man scratched his head curiously, then looked at Siwei, who was sitting at the top of the long table in the living room with the bearded man like he woke up from a dream. In fact, many magicians have made the same moves as them now.

Originally, Xiwei took them with them as if they were going to break with the Mage Association, which made them feel extremely uneasy, for fear that they would be tied up on the pirate ship. It is true that someone would risk being discovered by Xiwei and secretly inform the Seven-Star Mage Association of the situation.

But if Sevi and Pure White Church have a legitimate relationship, that's another matter.

You should know that the Eastern Plain is currently the King's Council, the Mages Association and the Pure White Church have three-legged ranks, and each side controls a powerful force. Even if you have a falling out with the Mages Association, as long as you can hold the Pure White Church's thigh, it doesn't matter...

"Huhuhuhuhu, you still said it has nothing to do with others? She betrayed her duties for you and did the mage association in opposition?" Fitt floated beside Xiwei and whispered to his ear.

"This is just a selling favor in equal exchange." Xiwei accepted the baptism of eyes from all directions without changing his face, and continued to whisper to the ghost girl: "Whether it is expensive or not cheap, she has helped me once now. When the Pure White Church is in trouble or needs help, won't I be able to refuse? Compared to this, you should hurry up..."

Before Xiwei finished speaking, his eyes became sharp when he looked at the potion basin.

"What's wrong here! Hughes, Madale! Use your last interference to help the students withstand this blow. If you are injured, come back quickly!" He quickly issued an order to the group of magicians: "Now go to the Seven Stars Mage Tower immediately and report to them that the final assessment is not normal!"

The bald man and the bearded magician who were still watching Siwei suddenly came to his senses and immediately threw three bottles of interference potion into the potion basin as Siwei said.

——Causpicious Courtyard? Five minutes ago—

The building above the platform is surprisingly exquisite and unique.

Even the places under the eaves where no one will pay attention to have exquisite reliefs. The reliefs are complicated and detailed, and complement the Rococo style of the building itself.

But now Alisha and the others did not have the leisure to appreciate the exquisite and clever reliefs, and rushed into a building as huge as a regular football field.

Although the reliefs of the interior walls of the building, the paintings on the glass and the smooth and distinctive tiles of the colored tiles also show the designer's skills, one thing is very strange.

The builder seemed to have no concept of compartments and rooms. The Western Paradise, which should have double floors and at least dozens of rooms, could not even see an interior wall. The floor on the second floor was hollowed out, making the entire space integrated into an extremely empty huge room.

Not only that, in the only room of this building, except for a high-back chair placed in the center, there is no room for furniture inside, giving people a feeling of emptiness.

The purpose of Alisha and the others' trip was the strongest boss in the entire chessboard world. The huge Barol Flame Demon was sitting on the high-back chair, stretching the blazing flames on his body to his heart's content!

"@#￥○..." A language that humans cannot recognize emerged from its mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the moment Alyssa and the others stepped into the room, the red magic light condensed into substance between the gaps between the red and white tiles, and rose from it like blood, spreading in the air like a drop of red ink dripping into the water cup. The anxious fire element also spread rapidly to every part of the room, giving the students even the illusion that the whole world was covered with red tulle.

The concentration of fire elements far exceeds that of elemental hot springs has caused some students with low affinity to fire elements to even start to retching involuntarily.

Before the students could get used to it, the figure sitting on the high-backed chair raised a dark red arm.

The whip of flame wrapped around its arm coiled out like a giant python, as fast as lightning, and in an instant it started to become as thick as a bucket from the beginning, with the sound of even the air burning at its super high temperature, pounced towards the students!

Because in this environment, the magic release of the other three elements is too slow, and the fire element magic does not have many defenses, so only some students who have studied arcane release magic shields to support them.

Unfortunately, those magic shields were broken in front of the Barol Flame Whip, like paper-paste. Not only did they not play a protective role, but the caster was also secretly injured due to the magic backlash.

Just when the students could only try to escape in all directions and avoid this attack, two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared in front of the students, working together to support a magic shield and block the flame whip!

The short bald magician named Hughes even had the leisure to show a toothy smile to the students.

But just as the students were just happy for their salvation, the second whip of the Barol Flame Demon came again. The whip of flame as thick as a gasoline barrel hit the magic shield with its first incomparable power and sound of breaking through the air!

The splashing Mars and the diffracted magic waves reacted with each other and emitted a dazzling light. When the students turned their gaze back, they found that the two teachers were still blocking their faces like towering mountains! They successfully blocked the second whip!

But when the students just cheered, the two teachers spitted blood almost at the same time. The magic shield was broken and their bodies gradually faded away...

So the students were as if they were strangled, and the cheers were immediately interrupted.

Even the powerful team-leading teacher was severely damaged by a blow, and these students had no chance of winning against the Barol Flame Demon.

What happened next was as they thought. Xiwei seemed to have given up using strategies and sent teachers to take turns to fight, and the battles were mostly about resisting the opponent's attacks. Even the strong ones among the high-level magicians could not last long against the Barol Flame Demon in such an unfavorable situation.

And from beginning to end, the Barol Flame Demon didn't even stand up from the chair!
Chapter completed!