"I pray for thunder to the earth."

The Knight Commander in front of him was about to be beaten by the energy cannon. Zhuang Mingge seized the opportunity and fired a thunder and lightning at the ninth disciple. In the rumbling muffled sound, a shining lightning struck the lovely girl.

Thunder and lightning are extremely fierce. If an ordinary person is hit, he will turn into coke on the spot.

The girl flapped her wings and turned around gracefully in the air, avoiding the lightning.

The energy cannon that continues to fall will naturally stop.

The giant sword in the hands of the Knight Commander felt the external pressure disappear, and the magic power slowly retracted. With a ping-top sound, the giant sword turned into countless pieces, landed on the ground, and inserted into the ground.

The cute girl, the ninth disciple, stopped in the air, and his muzzle was naturally aimed at Zhuang Mingge.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Energy balls fell from the sky and fell down.

Zhuang Mingge held a sickle and ran, avoiding these energy balls falling from the sky. He waved his sickle with his right hand and swung his energy balls in half. He brushed past Zhuang Mingge and landed on the ground. He immediately emitted a violent sensation.

The explosion, small pits of different sizes appeared.

"Go to die!"

The Knight Commander threw the handle of the giant sword in his hand hard, but it hit the energy cover around the Ninth disciple and was bounced out. This surprised the Knight Commander. He used his power when he threw the hilt of the sword just now.

Even if the steel is smashed, it is bounced away by the energy cover of the Ninth disciple.

"What kind of monster is this?" he murmured to himself.

Zhuang Mingge didn't bother to answer his question at all, because the Ninth disciple had changed his attack, and the muzzle was no longer a simple energy cannon, but a fire that could explode.

The earth was shaking violently.

On the head of the stunned Knight Commander, the Ninth disciple who was erupting with the flame of the Red Lotus let out a low roar. The air was trembling. The hot air swept over the skin burned. Looking up at the appearance of the Ninth disciple on his head,

The Knight Commander groaned.

From the outside, it was an innocent girl, but around her, a muzzle that could destroy everything was extended from the void, spewing out flames, just like the flame of destruction that purifies the world, whether it is humans or buildings,

Stones, plants, gardens, streets, and civilization will be destroyed.

Zhuang Mingge knew that the Ninth disciple was very difficult, but it was indeed a bit beyond his expectations.

How to defeat such a monster?

The Ninth disciple's attack seemed endless. Just avoiding his attack had already made Zhuang Mingge do his best.

Not to mention any counterattack.

"Annihilation, annihilation..."

The Ninth Disciple seemed to be tired of this playful attack and issued a cold mechanical tone.

The ground burst with huge bangs, and the rubble turned into a hot downpour.

What a terrible power this is!

After jumping into the air, the Knight Commander swallowed.

The entire earth broke like an earthquake, melting miserably. If he had hesitated just now, even if he didn't hit it directly, as long as he was involved in the aftermath, he would probably go to that world.

If you swing that kind of thing, just thinking about it will make people creepy!

"President. Wait for me." Karin used the flying magic to chase after him. She landed next to Zhuang Mingge and recovered a lot of magic power. She stared at the ninth disciple who destroyed the garden of Buckingham Palace in a mess.

"It's really unimaginable that such a cute person has such terrifying destructive power."

"It's not inferior to my sister at all. I guess there are more perverted things." Zhuang Mingge said cautiously.

If it is more powerful than destroying power, the power of the ninth disciple has already surpassed Cialis, but the ninth disciple surpassed the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth, and naturally it is not a simple disciple.

"Why do you want to interfere with me?" The ninth disciple, no, the cute girl suddenly spoke to Zhuang Mingge. "I can feel the same kind of breath in you, why do you want to interfere with me."

"The same kind of breath is impossible." Zhuang Mingge immediately denied, "I don't know you."

"Have your memory been tampered with?" said the cute girl.

Suddenly, her cold eyes glared at Karin.

"Is it you, the guy who tampers with my similar memories."

That was the sight of the cold killer.

Karin's body was a little stiff in an instant, but it quickly returned to normal. She did not want to be outdone and stared at the other party with the same look, "What a joke? President is a human, and you are completely like a soulless machine.

Different, he is not your kind."

Although the girl's appearance is similar to an angel, her voice and tone, as well as her thinking circuit, seem to be similar to mechanical ones.

This is just a mechanical angel wearing an angel's skin.

"I think we should be of the same kind, so can we talk about it?"

Zhuang Mingge said, and at the same time, a thought arose in his mind, if this mechanical angel could really communicate, could he win her into his own square formation?

The Tenth Disciple is a virus and cannot communicate.

The eleventh disciples could not speak, and although they were wise, they still could not communicate.

The twelfth disciple is still a monster and still cannot communicate.

Now there is a disciple who can communicate. Zhuang Mingge thinks that being able to communicate means that there is the same topic. Maybe he can fight for the other party and become his own companion.

The Ninth Disciple is so powerful that if it becomes his own companion, there is nothing better than this.

"President."

"Don't be angry, Karin, I'm telling the truth. I think I feel a little intimate towards this... Well, Miss Icarus." Zhuang Mingge remembered the other party's name and said, "I don't think we should be immediately right now now.

Fighting, but communication, what do you think.”

The ninth disciple put away his weapons, spread his wings, and landed in front of Du Zhuang Mingge.

"I am the universal strategy angel, Icarus."

"I am the student president of the Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy, Yi Barrett." Zhuang Mingge said. "By the way, welcome you to our world."

Zhuang Mingge enthusiastically stretched out his right hand, and Icarus looked at him inexplicably.

Zhuang Mingge explained: "In our world, handshakes are one of the welcome understandings."

Icarus slowly stretched out his hand, and Zhuang Mingge held her hand with a smile.

Click!

Then, the other party's right hand suddenly popped up a technique that Zhuang Mingge couldn't understand, like magic or technology. A circle unfolded, completely wrapping Zhuang Mingge and the other party in.
Chapter completed!