I’m In Charge of SCP

Chapter 315

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Zhang Jue had just stood on the podium when he heard a crackling sound of thunder, and the huge thunder resounded through the sky. Dark clouds all around gathered towards the magic school.

Although it was daytime at this time, the surroundings were gradually getting dark.

Something was clearly not quite right.

Zhang Jue looked up at the sky, and shouted, It's thundering, it's raining and we're collecting clothes!

But here, no one will understand his rotten stalk.

Dark clouds were still gathering over the square, but it didn't look like it was raining, instead it was very demonic.

The magic school has been established on this mountain for so many years, and such abnormal weather has never happened. The students and teachers are a little panicked.

Even Earl Jennings whispered to General Lukafor next to him: Is this a graduation ceremony? It's a bit scary.

Principal Alfred made a decisive decision, took the microphone and shouted: All students and teachers, don't panic, the rainstorm is coming, please leave in an orderly manner.

Hearing that the headmaster said that the rainstorm was coming, everyone felt relieved and left the auditorium under the guidance of the teacher.

Here I want to say, in fact, after a magician reaches a certain level, he can change the weather to a certain extent.

But generally very few people do this.

Because people who go against the sky generally don't end well.

Seeing the students begin to evacuate, Principal Alfred said to Earl Jennings and General Lukafu: You two distinguished guests, the weather has changed suddenly. Today's graduation ceremony may have to be held in the school's auditorium. Please move two steps.

Unforeseen circumstances, this kind of thing is not a big deal.

Earl Jennings and General Lukafor had just watched an amazing battle, and they were in a good mood at the moment.

The two of you let me and I let you stand up together and prepare to leave the rostrum.

The dark clouds gathered more and more, and the sky was like evening, with a little dark blue in the black, and the visibility was already very limited.

At a certain moment, Zhang Jue and Dunlop looked towards the mountain behind the school at the same time.

The two of them seemed to sense something.

Because of the injury, the old principal's strength has been greatly reduced, and he is not as sensitive to these things as the two of them.

In the distance, a thunderclap sounded, bringing a brief light.

what is that?!

One student pointed to the sky and yelled out in horror.

His teacher came immediately: White, what did you see?

I, I didn't see it clearly either. Weiss was still in shock, unable to speak clearly, Okay, it seems to be a ghost!

Don't talk nonsense! The teacher reprimanded sternly, Everyone walks one by one in order, whoever dares to talk nonsense will see if I don't tear his mouth—

Before he finished speaking, there was another explosion of thunder.

This time, the entire sky was illuminated.

Teacher, look quickly— Wyze pointed to the sky again.

The moment the lightning disappeared, the teacher saw a black shadow.

Just floating in the sky not far away, watching them indifferently.

If you have to describe the appearance of the black shadow, it's like the kind of wraith that often appears in horror movies.

Not only their side.

The students in the entire auditorium kept screaming, and it seemed that there was more than one thing. …

The teachers were already aware of the danger and took out their staffs one after another.

The sky is getting darker and darker, which has already affected the students' actions.

Adding to the panic, a stampede began at several exits.

It is impossible for tens of thousands of students to evacuate in a short time.

On the rostrum, Principal Alfred watched this scene with a serious face.

Dunlop, you escort the two adults and other guests back to school first.

Dunlop nodded: Okay.

At this time, Earl Jennings and General Lukafu had also noticed that things had changed, and obediently left the rostrum under the escort of Dunlop.

Watching them leave, Principal Alfred said to the people next to him: Mr. Clay, please lend me a staff.

The young teacher named Clay hurriedly handed him his staff.

Headmaster Alfred held a staff and chanted spells.

Magic—the light of the sun!

Principal Alfred himself is a magister who is good at using light attribute magic. Even if he is injured, he still has very strong strength.

After his magic was cast, a ball of light appeared in the sky, emitting white light.

Although the light emitted by the ball of light is not as bright and dazzling as sunlight, it is enough for all the teachers and students who are evacuating to see the scene in front of them clearly.

Look at the sky!

At this moment, someone yelled loudly with a vibrato.

Everyone raised their heads subconsciously and looked at the sky.

And then they were all stunned—or more accurately, stunned.

In the distant sky, at the edge of the ball of light, countless resentful souls gathered together, condescending, watching the teachers and students who were evacuating, like a tiger lying on the mountain, watching its prey.

What that is, no one knows.

But it is certain that the comer is not good.

In fact, Master Merlin's portrait glowed yesterday, which was equivalent to giving them an early warning.

But whether Headmaster Alfred,

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Or other teachers, have not thought of this level.

But they can't be blamed for this. I'm afraid no one would have thought that, as the base camp of magicians, the magic school would suffer such an attack.

Students, let's go! The old principal shouted into the microphone.

Everyone came to their senses and quickened their pace.

As the light of the light ball weakened, those resentful souls gradually approached the center of the square.

Headmaster Alfred was holding a staff and wanted to cast a spell, but he suddenly spat out a big mouthful of blood, dyeing his mage robe red.

Teacher Clay immediately stepped forward to support him: Master Principal—

Principal Alfred slammed the table twice with his hand, as if he was angry at his incompetence.

Magic—Holy Light!

Magic - brilliance!

Magic—A Formation of Brilliance!

Three shouts came from below the rostrum.

Principal Alfred took a closer look, and it turned out that Hobson, Rudolph and other directors who had been injured by Zhang Jue came to him.

Facing the gaze of the old headmaster, Hobson said coldly: The headmaster is not the only one in the magic school who knows magic....

Regardless of Hobson's purpose, the few people he led used a few light magics to make the sky brighten up again.

Although the directors are not talented in the light department, they are at least level 9 great magicians. The three spells are superimposed, and the effect is no worse than the magic of Principal Alfred just now.

However, in the periphery where the light can shine, more and more resentful souls gathered.

It is so densely packed that it is impossible to see how many there are.

They seemed to have adapted to the dazzling light and began to move closer to the auditorium.

At this moment, those students have not evacuated half.

The teachers were afraid of hurting these students, so no one took the lead in attacking those resentful spirits.

Suddenly, a resentful soul seemed unable to bear it, and rushed towards the students first.

ah--

A girl screamed piercingly.

Her teacher wanted to protect her and immediately used a fireball technique.

But the fireball passed through the body of the resentful soul, without causing any damage at all.

The resentful soul opened its bloody mouth and flew towards the girl.

At the very moment, a figure flashed by.

With a swish, the resentful soul was cut in half.

The little girl was still in shock and covered her face with her hands, not daring to look at it.

Then came a gentle voice.

Are you OK.

She looked up, only to see that consultant Zhang smiled at her, and then patted her on the head.

You can't be an ostrich when you are in danger-go with your teacher quickly.

Zhang Jue made a move, and killed a resentful soul cleanly, and it happened right in front of his eyes. The students were all amazed.

But this is not the time to be surprised.

Zhang Jue raised his head, and saw that the sky was already filled with resentful souls, densely packed.

And what's more troublesome is that ordinary spells don't work on them, and they only seem to be afraid of light.

Zhang Jue weighed the black long knife in his hand, and thought that Abel's weapon was really good. It not only cut iron like mud, but also had the effect of beheading such resentful souls. It was indeed his choice.

Another resentful soul swooped down.

Zhang Jue's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. A blade passed by and cut it off in mid-air.

After the resentful soul was beheaded, it turned into a plume of black smoke.

However, no matter how brave Zhang Jue was, he couldn't protect all the teachers and students.

Soon students from other directions were injured.

Zhang Jue raised his knife and shouted: The teacher who knows light attribute magic will stay with me, and the others will retreat in order!

Principal Alfred was injured, and Dunlop escorted several guests to leave first. Logically speaking, Hobson and others should have the greatest power on the scene.

But at this critical juncture, it is not so much to pay attention to.

Those teachers who know light attribute magic stood up spontaneously, each guarding an area, covering their colleagues and students from retreating.

Zhang Jue, on the other hand, checked for omissions and filled vacancies in various places.

Wherever his blade went, the resentful souls all receded.

Even so, there are still more and more resentful spirits attacking the students.

Which teacher knows wind attribute magic, speed me up! Zhang Jue shouted while waving a long knife. …

Before he finished speaking, several teachers raised their staffs at the same time.

Magic - wind travel!

Magic - wind source!

Magic—like a spring breeze!

With the blessing of the three auxiliary spells, Zhang Jue's waist was no longer sore, and his legs were no longer hurting. It didn't take much effort to chop dozens of resentful souls in one go.

He felt as if his body had no weight, and he could even move around in the air.

The speed was even faster than when he was in second gear.

This scene enlightened other teachers.

Everyone raised their staffs high and gave him all the auxiliary spells.

Magic - Ripples of Water!

Magic—Blessing of Light!

Magic - slow healing!

Magic-Holy

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shield!

At this moment, Zhang Jue is like the main output of the raid in a certain game. Everyone and all skills are serving him alone.

There are countless kinds of magic gathered on him.

If there is a status bar on his head, I'm afraid it has been filled with various buffs.

Even his blade is attached with three attributes of light, fire, and ice, and its power is several times stronger.

Those resentful souls were not his all-in-one enemy at all, he dodged in the air, like chopping melons and vegetables, keeping them all at the periphery.

And those students on the ground can only see afterimages.

For the first time in their lives, they saw that the real strong fought like this.

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Havox School is located on a huge defensive magic circle, as long as the students return to the school, they are temporarily safe.

Under the cover of Zhang Jue, most of the students had already evacuated.

Those resentful souls in the sky were all killed by him.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was about to be lifted.

In the distant sky, a figure looms.

Under the cover of many resentful souls, it is impossible to see his appearance clearly, but his clothes are very distinctive.

—It was a black robe.

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Some students said that a chapter is too long and looks tiring, so try to separate it in the future.