Black sky, black sun, black earth.

Volcanoes erupt from time to time, the air is filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, and... wanton killings.

In order to compete for territory, strange monsters set off endless killings on this black land. Every second, endless monsters fell, and every second, endless monsters came from all directions to join the battle.

It seems like it will never end. How long will this battle last?

The earth has been covered with neglected corpses. What the monsters are stepping on now is not the black earth, but the corpses of their companions.

Even so, there is no sadness or sorrow on their faces, but only anger, killing, and ferocious pleasure.

Hundred-armed giant, thunderbird, ghost wolf, chimera, spiked tiger, black scorpion, evil eye, elemental giant, patterned spider, Khusra, skeleton, flower demon, centaur, ogre, harpy, lizard

Humans, cyclops, minotaurs, goblins, slimes, gargoyles, insects, dark elves, djinn, snakes...

Countless races participated in this tragic battle, and the war continued.

How many people are dead? Ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, or one hundred million.

Numbers no longer have any meaning.

Murderous intent surges to the sky, and blood boils.

The blood has already gathered into a huge lake, flooding the land.

Boom!

I don't know how long this war lasted, maybe ten years or a hundred years.

In short, while countless monsters were still risking their lives in the battle, the sky suddenly trembled violently, the black sky was actually broken, and bright golden light fell from the sky.

Holy light descends into hell.

Faintly, it seems that endless hymns can still be heard, and the loud hymns are constantly echoing.

All the monsters were stunned.

The black sky began to retreat at an extremely fast speed, golden light descended, all black disappeared, and the sky turned into the most dazzling golden color, stretching as far as the eye can see.

In the light, there seemed to be a huge door.

This is the most beautiful door in the world, and it is the holiest door. Even countless words cannot praise one ten thousandth of it. Even the sinful person will become the most devout believer even if he just sees it.

.

In the light, endless angels emerged, guarding this huge door, looking down at the land of the sea of ​​​​blood and the endless monsters.

roar!

At this moment, an extremely suppressed roar came from the distant sky, billowing demonic energy descended, and the golden sky was suddenly covered with black. All the angels panicked and gathered towards the holy door.

"Hell is not your place, get out of here!"

Endless arrogance came from the void, and a domineering voice resounded throughout the hell. The terrifying demonic energy increased instantly. Some angels who ran slowly were invaded by the demonic energy, and their white wings without a trace of dust suddenly turned into black ink.

color.

The originally holy angel instantly turned into a terrifying fallen angel, letting out a terrifying and harsh laugh, and the originally holy face was replaced by arrogance.

"Lucifer you..."

The holy door shook, and a clear voice came from inside.

"Get out of my territory, Michael, or I will kill you immediately!"

"How dare you!"

Lucifer was speechless, but the next moment, a huge fist composed of black demonic energy roared towards him. The huge fist, like a mountain, killed countless angels along the way, and was about to hit the holy door.

A bright white light emitted from the holy door and collided with the huge fist.

Boom!

The next second, the world was turned upside down, everything collapsed, terrible power leaked out, and the endless monsters below died instantly, turning into endless blood, and an endless sea of ​​blood appeared.

Zhuang Mingge felt a pain in his head, as if it was about to be torn apart, and his body flew out involuntarily.

bump!

His head seemed to hit something hard, and he immediately opened his eyes and screamed in pain.

Ah?

Zhuang Mingge opened his eyes and soon found that he was still in the dormitory room, but he rolled out of bed and his brain hit the ground hard.

What hell, what heaven, what monsters, what protracted battles, all disappeared.

"Dream?"

Rubbing his head and standing up, Zhuang Mingge walked into the bathroom and started washing up while thinking about why he had such an unreliable dream.

Could it be that you are deep in thought and dreaming at night?

No, I'm just a magician, I don't seem to be from hell, and I haven't thought about anything related to hell. Why do I have such a dream for no reason?

Strange, strange.

"It's indeed a bit strange." During breakfast, Zhuang Mingge told Sion about his dream, and Sion also showed a surprised expression, "Have you read any novels about hell recently, or heard others talk about hell?

Something happened?"

"Not at all. It would be better to say that after I sacrificed myself to hell, I never heard anyone mention the word hell once."

Zhuang Mingge shook his head happily.

Xion couldn't figure out why, and couldn't help showing a helpless expression.

"Forget it, it's just a dream anyway." Zhuang Mingge felt that it was nothing special. It was just a dream and there was no need to take it too seriously.

"That's right." Xion nodded in agreement, "If I didn't know your identity, I almost thought you were also a descendant of monsters."

"What's the meaning?"

"Inherited memory!" Xion nodded his head and said: "Humans and monsters are different. Humans master what they want to know through learning, but monsters can master these through the memories of their ancestors in their minds.

That is to say, things that our ancestors have experienced are sometimes known to future generations and they can see them through dreams."

Zhuang Mingge was stunned for a moment when he heard this. It turns out that monsters still have these sayings.

"So, you have also seen things about your ancestors through dreams?" Zhuang Mingge knew very well that the guy in front of him had the blood of a succubus in his body.

Xion smiled sheepishly, "I've seen a little bit, but very few! It's just some confusing fragments. After all, the blood of the succubus in my body has been so rare that it is about to disappear."

…

After breakfast, Xiang left because he had something to do, and Zhuang Mingge walked out of the boys' dormitory alone. At the corner not far away, he saw Aoi Futaba standing in front of the vending machine thinking.

"Good morning, Miss Aoi!"

Because we agreed yesterday to take action together, we met here today.

Upon hearing this, Aoi Futaba turned her head slightly to glance at Zhuang Mingge, nodded imperceptibly, turned back, and continued to stare at the vending machine.

"Do you want anything?" Zhuang Mingge walked over and asked.

"This!" Aoi Futaba's eyes stayed on the bottle of breakfast milk, staring at it motionlessly.

"I'll buy it for you!" Zhuang Mingge said, taking out his student ID card, marking out a credit, and with a pop, the bottle of breakfast milk suddenly fell down.

"Here you go, did Miss Kui use up all her credits yesterday?"

"Thank you." Aoi Futaba, who took the breakfast milk, nodded slightly, "I'll return it to you later!"

In the mixed-blood club, the easiest person to earn credits is Aoi Futaba, and the person who spends the most money is Aoi Futaba. This is already known to everyone.

Because some of the unique rooms and items at St. Laurent Private Magic Academy are chargeable, Aoi Futaba spent her credits at no slower rate than she earned them.

This also caused Aoi and Futaba's credits to fluctuate between one and one hundred.

Under the bright sunshine, a young man and a young man walked forward like a walk. The soft sunshine fell on the two people, and a smell of praising youth spread quickly through the air unscrupulously, although this was not the case at all.

"It sounds like Miss Aoi, who is the fastest, is very hardworking. She seems to be working harder than usual. Did something happen?"

Because Aoi Futaba didn't like to talk too much, and it was too embarrassing to move forward silently, Zhuang Mingge had no choice but to pick out some topics suitable for Aoi Futaba.

Aoi Futaba nodded slightly and said expressionlessly: "Eunji, Thirteen, Fairy Tale Realm."

Why?

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but was stunned for a moment, even his steps slowed down a beat, "Thirteen? Could it be that the person named Yun Ji has passed thirteen fairy tale scenes? It's amazing, this is already comparable to some second graders."

"Yeah!" Although he still had the same expression, Zhuang Mingge unexpectedly heard a trace of unwillingness in Aoi Futaba's tone.

It's November now, and there's not much time left before December 25th.

The battle for the chief position seems to have entered the preparation stage. If he had not caught up before the battle for the chief position started, the battle for the chief position this time would probably be in Yun Ji's hands.

"Is that what Miss Kui thinks?" Zhuang Mingge asked with a smile.

"Um."

"It doesn't matter, Miss Kui. Although the person named Yunji is powerful, to use an Eastern saying, a big tree attracts the wind. Such an outstanding person will definitely be hostile to countless people. Maybe many people will unite to deal with her. Chief

In the battle for victory, don’t forget that Miss Kui has our help.”

Zhuang Mingge said encouragingly: "Don't forget, we are Miss Kui's strongest backing."

"Then let me try to see how solid the so-called strongest backing is."

Suddenly, an arrogant voice came from the front.

Zhuang Mingge and Aoi Shuangye looked up at the same time and saw a very neatly dressed girl with long dyed red hair, a white shirt and neutral jeans standing in front of them.

There was an excited smile on his face.
Chapter completed!