Could it be that people from all over the world have gathered here?

Although this is impossible, I still can't help but think so. The only reason for this thought is because there are too many people.[]

Football stadium? Arena? Olympic Games?

It is completely incomparable to the current situation, it is simply too weak.

Here is the real sea of ​​​​people. Everywhere you look, besides people, there are people. People are on the left and right, people are above and below, and people are in front and behind. In all directions, the sky and the earth seem to be surrounded by crowds.

There were so many people inside the auditorium, and even if everyone was talking quietly, the combined sound filled Zhuang Mingge's ears like a tsunami.

Crash, crash, crash... it kept ringing.

The waves of sound came like a tide, never ending, and Zhuang Mingge even felt that his brain was about to be overloaded by these sounds.

bump!!!!!!

Then there was a huge muffled sound, like a bomb detonating in a small space, which instantly swept all directions, heaven and earth, spread to every corner of the auditorium, and reached everyone's ears.

The world became silent.

You can hear a needle drop.

Everyone closed their mouths and did not make a sound, Zhuang Mingge was no exception. Originally, he wanted to complain to Xiang that it was too noisy here, but after the muffled sound that swept through the entire auditorium, his body couldn't help but

Sit up straight, close your mouth and say nothing.

He couldn't help but scan the surroundings and found that everyone had straightened their chests and closed their mouths just like him.

——It’s a powerful magic that I don’t know about.

Zhuang Mingge felt slightly stunned, but had no intention of continuing to speak. He looked at the circular square in the distance and added an eagle eye technique to himself. In his eyes, the human beings as big as black dots in the circular square were instantly captured.

Magnified dozens of times, every move of these people can be seen clearly, even the expansion and contraction of their faces, the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of their facial expressions are as clear as a 100-inch high-definition movie.

Rafis stood in the center of the circular square, like a spear, with his body as straight as a spear, staring ahead meticulously. In front of him, there was a high platform with several teachers sitting on it, looking down at Rafael in a condescending manner.

Si, some people are expressionless, some are gloating, some are worried, some are sneering...

These teachers have different expressions, but the only thing they have in common is that they all have prominent identities.

Director of the Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy - Sultan Uris.

Vice President of Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy - Kainsir Kefa.

Deputy Academic Director of Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy——Gedel Schullo

Descendant of the founder of Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy——Clea Kurus

In addition to the above four, there are some teachers, but their status is more than a little bit different than the four of them.

On the left side of Rafis, stood a handsome man wearing a white coat, dressed like a handsome man from an anime. Not only did the clothes on his body have a gorgeous and mysterious magic circle, but also a complex array of fine golden threads.

The pattern, coupled with his handsome face, makes him look like a prince in a fairy tale.

This was the first time Zhuang Mingge saw this man.

Holding great power, he stands at the top of the 300,000 students, overlooking all the students of Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy. He is the purest pure blood. He extremely hates and discriminates against mixed-race people. He makes countless mixed-race children live under his pressure, and even despair.

man.

The legendary student union president.

Warfield Vincent.

Facing the gazes of countless people, whether it was admiration, respect, disgust or hatred, he regarded them as floating clouds and did not shake the bottom of his heart.

He stood there quietly, but as if he was abandoned in the world, the sun, moon and stars were all revolving around him.

The world seemed to be blessing him.

The proud man of heaven!

This is the true pride of heaven, the pride of heaven with unrivaled splendor.

Zhuang Mingge stared at this man silently. His expression was indifferent, and he did not waver in the face of such storms. Even in his eyes, all this was just a drama, not worth mentioning.

He seemed to be a god standing on the clouds, looking down at all living beings.

In Zhuang Mingge's eyes, the magic power in his body was like a sun, emitting terrifying light, radiating in all directions, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earth.

Zhuang Mingge knew that this was his illusion, but in his feeling, the strength of the student union president was unfathomable. Even if he was not as good as the teacher, he was at least superior to the students.

Zhuang Mingge glanced around and found no student who could compete with him.

"What a scary person."

Suddenly, Xiang's voice sounded in Zhuang Mingge's mind, reciting words.

He turned to look at Xion, only to see Xion's sharp gaze directed at the student council president, "Do you feel it, Ming Ge, our future enemies are more terrifying than we imagined."

"You feel it too?" Zhuang Mingge asked back.

"How could you not feel the magic power that is as hot as the sun, shining on all things in the world, endlessly? I can be sure that the devil who signed a contract with this guy is definitely not an ordinary thing."

Xion said categorically: "At least a high-level demon."

Zhuang Mingge is no longer an ordinary person who knew nothing about the magic world at first. After living in Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy for so many days, he has understood many things.

For example, magic is divided into levels, and demons are also divided into levels.

Like the levels of magic, demons are actually divided into lower demons, middle demons, upper demons, and great demons that surpass the upper demons, as well as the peerless strong men who stand at the apex of hell and are worshiped by all demons... The Seven Kings of Hell

.

Even ordinary people know who the Seven Kings of Hell are.

Whether it's in novels, movies, TV series, or the Bible, they are all super scary existences.

Let them sign a contract with humans? It is no less than letting the president and the beggar eat from the same pot.

impossible.

Therefore, when people summon demons and obtain magic seeds, they usually summon low-level demons, and a few lucky people will summon mid-level demons to obtain purer magic seeds.

Several famous golden magicians in history all obtained the magic seeds of the middle demon.

If you sacrifice some relatively rare sacrifices when summoning, such as dragon blood, angel feathers, or other items of the same level, you can attract high-level demons.

You don't even need to pay sacrifices such as "Seven Deadly Sins" and "Justice" to obtain magic seeds.

But this kind of situation usually only happens within wealthy families. How can ordinary magicians obtain such precious items and sacrifice them.

Even the wealthy family, the Crown Family, would not part with such precious things to obtain magic seeds.

Only the true direct heirs of the Crown Family are qualified to obtain the magical seeds of the high-ranking demons, which are not only pure, but also powerful, with terrifying power.

Magic seeds are regardless of size. Whether it is the magic seeds of a high-level devil or a low-level devil, in terms of "quantity", there is no difference at all, they are almost exactly the same.

But in terms of "quality", there is a huge difference.

Even though the two sides are on the same starting line, the lower devil's magic seeds are like roller skates at best, while the upper devil's magic seeds are like a limited edition Ferrari racing car.

The longer the time, the greater the distance between the two parties.

The magic seeds of the student council president are obviously at least the magic seeds given by the superior demon. They are not only powerful, but also pure. Many students seem to be inferior in front of him for no reason, and they don't even dare to look directly at each other.

This is also the pressure brought by the magic seeds.

His magic power is so bright and powerful that it shines on all things like the blazing sun. Even several teachers cannot suppress his light.

Countless people cast their eyes on him, but he ignored them and his heart was as high as the sky.

"You are so lucky that you are not the heir to the Vincent family." Xion said sourly.

Zhuang Mingge smiled disapprovingly and said jokingly: "What? Are you jealous?"

"One thing is that it is a magic seed given by a superior demon. Don't you envy it?"

"Do you believe me when I say I'm not envious at all?"

"I do not believe."

Zhuang Mingge curled his lips and didn't say anything.

He didn't tell Xion, but in fact he really didn't envy him. The other party's magic power was so bright and powerful that it was like the scorching sun that was constantly radiating outwards. The other people were oppressed and couldn't lift their heads, but Zhuang Mingge didn't feel it at all.

In his perception, the magic seeds in his body are like an abyss, swallowing everything in the world. No matter what it is, it can swallow, swallow, swallow. Although it can't be seen from the outside at all, it will never be worse than the other party.

The reason for this, Zhuang Mingge guessed, might be related to his Eye of Prediction.

Maybe it was all given to me by that unknown existence.

"Raphael."

At this moment, Sultan Uris, the dean of students on the high platform, spoke.

Zhuang Mingge and Xiang suddenly became energetic, stopped talking, and focused all their attention on the circular square.

"Yes, I'm here, Vice-President." When Rafis heard the other party calling him, his slightly narrowed eyes instantly opened, and his straight body became even straighter, like a javelin.

"Today's meeting is dedicated to the grievances between you and Hua Feite. As the plaintiff, you can briefly explain why such a meeting is held."

Sultan Uris said calmly.

Rafis took a deep breath and saluted the teachers on the high platform, "Vice Dean, I believe you have heard that the student union has issued an order to disband our mixed-race alliance within seven days. This is unfair.

, and it is not in line with the regulations of the college. Vice-President, the student union is abusing its power and oppressing the students of St. Laurent Private Magic Academy. I beg the Vice-President to withdraw Warfit from the position of president of the student union."
Chapter completed!