"Sister Cecilia is so dirty." The girl stuck out her tongue, stood on the edge of the clock tower with one foot, held the top decoration with one hand, said softly, then flew into the air with a smile.

After gradually understanding the reasons for the strange phenomena in the academy and knowing that it was only a matter of time before a solution was found, Loran Hill has recently relaxed a little and his personality has become a little more lively.

"Being called obscene by the juniors..." Cecilia failed to hug Luo Xier, and she supported her hands on the top of the clock tower in frustration, feeling depressed.

"Hehehe..." The girl laughed softly like a silver bell, and the sound drifted in the breeze in the sky.

Cecilia didn't stay depressed for too long. She quickly stood up, adjusted her expression, and spoke to the girl in the sky.

"Come down, I won't catch you. The battle and competition are about to begin, and we still have to organize and summon the academy's troops." After saying that, the senior student picked up the moon-shaped staff beside her.

"Yeah." Loran Hill nodded and took out the winged scepter that had been given to him before from the space.

Then, two streams of light, one purple and one pure white, intertwined with each other, swirled up into the sky, and exploded, blooming into a huge rain of light and fireworks. The moon with purple vines and the sun surrounded by wings, the two shone brightly in the sky.

As the saying goes, one arrow pierces the clouds and thousands of troops come to meet you.

The academy under the sky also began to boil, ghosts danced wildly, bones struggled out, the death cavalry galloped, pure white robes fluttered in the wind, and long spears pointed to the sky like a dense forest and began to move forward.

The grand battle finally began.