A trace of surprise flashed in Otto's eyes, and he praised the Moon Goddess's current appearance without reservation: "Look at this stunning face, like the brightest pearl under the moonlight, pure and dazzling; this figure, upright and elegant, like an elf dancing among the stars, exuding a suffocating charm in every gesture. And this dreamy silver hair, flowing with the essence of the moon, when it dances with the wind, it can simply make everything in the world pale in comparison."
However, as soon as the subject was changed, an evil smile instantly appeared on his face. He stretched out a stubby finger, pointed it directly at the Moon Goddess, and said with a cunning light in his eyes, "But, I may know your identity."
Selene heard this and confidently shook her long hair that was as white as silk, and the hair drew graceful arcs in the air.
Then, she tilted her head slightly, revealing her pointed ears. The ears glowed faintly in the dim light, revealing a bit of mystery and agility.
She responded very domineeringly: "I didn't intend to hide my identity. There is no need to hide my head and show my tail to deal with you."
At the same time, in the sky above the Mage Tower of the Arcane Academy, deep in the starry sky above the floating island of the Arcane Academy, Weber and Vice President Jenny stood there quietly like two guardian gods, facing a meteorite sphere in front of them that seemed to come from the lair of the abyss demon.
The meteorite is huge, with a bumpy surface, like a face that has been eroded by time and evil.
It is covered with all kinds of strange and terrifying things. The dense tentacles are like twisting pythons, waving wantonly, whipping the surface of the meteorite from time to time, splashing strange sparks; the huge eyes are like eerie will-o'-the-wisp, distributed irregularly, either open or closed, and every blink seems to be peeping at the secrets of this world; the tumors are piled up layer by layer, some are still wriggling slowly, as if they have life, greedily devouring everything around them.
The entire meteorite exuded a strong purple-black aura, like materialized miasma. It was the breath of plague, drifting away in wisps, polluting the surrounding starry sky, making the originally bright stars seem a little dimmer.
The Lord of Plague was sealed inside the meteorite, but his evil aura continued to spread like a surging tide.
His strange voice seemed to be a whisper from the depths of the universe, or a roar from hell. Everyone could understand its meaning inexplicably: "Foolish ants, you are trying to trap me with this fragile seal? It is wishful thinking! Sooner or later, I will break through these shackles and return to the world. By then, the plague will be like a torrent of doomsday, sweeping every inch of land, and all things in the world will decay and wither under my control. Life will become an ant under my feet, trampled by me; the light of hope will be completely extinguished by me, and darkness and despair will shroud eternity. Everything you cherish will vanish. Wait, wait, wait, and welcome the endless end of the world with me..."
Weber looked solemn, sitting in front of the meteorite, like a towering mountain, motionless.
He closed his eyes tightly and immersed himself in reinforcing the seal. Terrifying fluctuations of divine power emanated from his body. The fluctuations spread in all directions like ripples, shaking the surrounding starry sky and counteracting the evil aura of the Lord of Plague.
Each wave seemed to contain endless power, trying to suppress the evil force that attempted to break the seal.
On the other side, Vice Dean Jenny looked at the three Ancient God Cult followers who appeared in front of them and also exuded the aura of legendary wizards, and her eyes gradually became as cold as frost. She waved her jade hand, and in an instant, countless "stars" seemed to be summoned and quickly surrounded her.
A closer look revealed that those "stars" were actually made up of various rare metals, steel, and various strangely shaped weapons. Under the control of Vice President Jenny, they were like sharp blades about to be unsheathed, flashing a cold luster, ready to go.
"The scum of the Ancient God Cult? Haha, a legendary wizard cultivated from the flesh and blood of an ancient god?" Vice Dean Jenny said with disdain, her red lips slightly parted, her voice full of contempt.
The three legendary wizards of the Ancient God Cult, exuding the breath of plague, stood in the void, like three ghosts from the dark abyss.
One of them was a tall, fleshy fellow. He pointed a skinny finger at Jenny and said viciously, "Iron Maiden, we know you are powerful, but you may not be able to kill us all before your magic power runs out!"
They were well aware of Jenny's reputation, and although they were afraid, they also held on to a glimmer of hope, trying to use their numbers to bully the minority.
Vice Dean Jenny sneered, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world: "Then you guys try it?"
"Let's go together!" The three of them looked at each other, a hint of determination flashed in their eyes, and they shouted in unison, then rushed towards Jenny as fast as ghosts.
They knew very well that for legendary wizards like them who relied on the flesh and blood of ancient gods to enhance their strength, fighting Jenny alone would be a dead end.
"We haven't had a fight in a long time. Recently, there's a disobedient student who has been making me angry. It's a perfect opportunity for me to vent my anger on you!" Vice Dean Jenny showed a look of satisfaction on her face. She waved her jade hand again. In an instant, a torrent of steel was like a surging river in the sky, and the roaring river instantly crushed past.
Various weapons collided and rubbed against each other in the torrent, making a deafening roar, as if playing a piece of death music, sweeping towards the three Ancient God believers. Wherever they went, the starry sky shook, as if they were going to turn the universe upside down.
At this moment, in the devastated city of Arcane, Ed, Conan and other first-year students were traveling through the streets. Although they were still childish, they all had firm eyes as they hunted the rats that spread the plague, as well as all kinds of demons, imps and mutant creatures.
Holding a sharp sword, Konan confronted several plague rats that were rushing towards him in a narrow and dim alley. He exhaled and locked onto his target tightly. When the plague rat entered the attack range, he swung his sword fiercely with clean and neat movements that were completed in one go.
The sword blade cut through the air, making a whirring sound, and accurately pierced the throat of a plague rat. The rat died instantly and fell to the ground. Konan turned around and swung his sword again, killing another plague rat that tried to attack from behind.
He attacked continuously, and in just a few moves, he killed all the plague rats.
Then, he smiled confidently, and that smile seemed particularly dazzling in the dusty alley. He said to Ed who was not far away: "What do you think? My studies in the Arcane City were not in vain. With this skill, it's more than enough to deal with these minions!" His words were full of pride.
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