Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

Five days later, late at night, on the fifth floor of the private Misaki High School.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and the cold moonlight shone through the glass, making it possible to see the road in front of you clearly. The classroom on the right was pitch black, and the neatly placed seats looked like Like a faint shadow in the darkness, it exudes an ominous atmosphere.

The bustling school during the day was completely silent in the middle of the night, like a cemetery.

Aoko Aozaki took a deep breath, shook her head, expelled this thought from her brain, and then focused on the disturbance around her.In such a quiet environment, a needle can be heard, and it is not easy to sneak attack silently.

The red skirt fluctuated slightly with the steps, and her long hair was lightly draped over her shoulders. She did not wear her usual school uniform, but changed into more convenient casual clothes.

With that awe-inspiring figure, it is difficult for people to compare her now with that high school student.Although known as the "Devil President", compared with that joke, the current Aozaki Aoko has a strong will and almost penetrates people.

The door leading to the rooftop was locked tightly, which was also for the safety of the students, but the locked door was not a problem for Aoko Aozaki, the president of the student union. She took out the spare key and found one of them. Bundle.

Some rusty locks made harsh sounds when they were turned, Aoki Aoki frowned slightly, and the magic circuit on his right arm was activated, illuminating the dim space.

When she was about to open the door, she subconsciously touched the glass cat pendant hanging on her waist. According to the plan made in the mansion, she only needed to lead the invading magician to the designated location, and the rest was left to Jiu Yuan There are pearls in the temple.

Although I really want to defeat that bastard with my own hands, but considering the strength gap between the two sides, I really can't be reconciled...

Aoko Cangzaki clenched her fists in resentment, God knows how much trouble that bastard has caused her these days, if he can be pushed into a concrete pillar and sunk into a pond, I'm sure I won't hesitate, Even the cement will be doubled.

Exhaling lightly, she adjusted her mentality, and then pushed open the door without hesitation, and the moonlight poured in from outside like quicksilver, submerging her in it.

The slender figure stood in the middle of the roof, quietly waiting for the invitee to attend the appointment, the soft moonlight illuminated that cold and hard face.That face was surprisingly similar to Aoko's. Under Aozaki Aoko's astonished eyes, the corner of his mouth hidden under his long hair raised a slight arc.

【Damn, that guy...】

After finally calming down, Aoko Aozaki felt his fist harden again. He really didn't expect that guy to have such a bad taste.

It's just a mere doll, watch yourself disassemble it into scrap and non-recyclable garbage!

The anger in his heart was blazing, Aozaki Aoko raised his right arm, and the magic bullet technique unfolded. The azure magic bullet swayed and glowed, leaving a conspicuous trajectory in mid-air, and unceremoniously smashed towards the doll's face. A face that is not a smile.

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Compared with the teaching building that looks like a mourning hall, the back mountain of Misaki High School looks like a mass graveyard in the middle of the night. The howling cold wind travels through the endless forest, making miserable screams.

With his hands in his pockets, Mikael walked in the forest and stepped on the soft fallen leaves. His whole body felt a little erratic. The branches of the fallen leaves wantonly occupied the high space. Worried about being scratched.

After walking for about half an hour, the forest in front of me disappeared.On the flat hillside, dilapidated low-rise buildings stand there alone, and the surrounding trees surround them like a wall, as if paying homage to the past time.

This is the old school building of Misaki High School, but it was abandoned a long time ago. The bright and clean new tall teaching building is favored by students. The buildings here have long been forgotten and used as warehouses.

"I really didn't expect Miss Chengzi's stronghold to be here."

Mikael said with emotion, and then stopped his footsteps, keeping a safe distance from the old school building.

"It's just more convenient here."

Aozaki Chengzi's chuckle was mixed in the howling cold wind, and it sounded a bit distorted.She was still in the green slim suit, looking charming and moving, but also full of danger, like thorns lurking in the shadows around her.

"Are you interested in coming in for a visit? You are the first guest here."

"No, you can tell whether I'm a guest here or not. I didn't expect Miss Chengzi to choose to be my enemy in the end. I'm afraid I'm going to lose an old friend today."

Mikael flatly rejected Aozaki Touko's proposal. It is a big taboo to enter other magicians' workshops at will, especially if the other party is an existence proficient in runes.

"That's a pity."

"I'm sorry too."

Mikael took a step back calmly, his blue eyes lighted up silently, exuding a soft glow.

"Can't there be more trust between people? I went to the appointment with great sincerity."

"There can still be trust between people, but Mr. Mikael, you seem to be a Dead Apostle, and a Dead Apostle is not included in the category of human beings."

Aoko Aozaki walked leisurely in front of Mikael, stretched out her right hand and snapped her fingers, countless words poured out from behind her, and golden flowers bloomed recklessly, like exquisite works of art.

These words are not limited to the magic form of Western Europe, it is dozens of hundreds of magic genres, gathered into the shape of wings, and protects Aozaki orange in it.

"And you came to the appointment with the idea of ​​killing me, right?"

"I really can't hide anything from you, so I hate smart people the most, especially smart women."

Mikael sighed softly, quietly holding the slender dagger in his hand, the darkened edge did not reflect the slightest moonlight, only the inscriptions etched on its surface shone with magical brilliance.

[Dagger of Breaking Demons] This is the gift he prepared for Aoqi Chengzi. In terms of the attribute of breaking demons, it is no less than the legendary treasure, and it is the nemesis of magicians.

"The feng shui here is still very good, at least it is more than enough to bury a Crown Magician."

"You like Eastern culture very much, but do you know a very old proverb [Cleverness is mistaken by cleverness]."

Cang Qicheng seems to have anticipated the scene in front of him, no matter whether it is [-] million pounds or anything else, it is just bait.

Snapped--

The crisp finger snap sounded again, and a strong sense of crisis exploded in Mikael's heart, and without thinking, the dagger in his hand was slashed behind him.

The pitch-black blade cut through the atmosphere quickly, as fast as a thunderbolt. Although it was a dagger used for assassination, in Mikael's hand, it used the momentum of an epee.

The blade seemed to hit something, and the majestic force was transmitted along the dagger. Unexpectedly, Mikael couldn't even hold the dagger, and let it go out of his hand.

I saw that the small fist knocked the dagger away, and then landed heavily on his chest.

boom--!

Mikael flew upside down and fell to the ground weakly after knocking down several trees.

"hiss--"

He touched his chest, sucked in a breath of cold air, only felt a burst of numbness, his breastbone moaned overwhelmed, danced on the edge of the crack, his heart almost burst, and half of his right arm lost consciousness.But compared to these, Mikael cared more about the guy who could attack him silently.

"So that's how it is, fantasy species...Miss Chengzi is really generous."

Mikael narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the leisurely young man walking towards him, and recognized the inhuman nature under that delicate appearance like a work of art.