Glan Natural Science Academy Chapter 736: The Power of the Academy (Part 1)
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Rumble rumbling.
A dull noise came from the atmosphere of the star screen world because of the oppression of a giant giant.
Like a devil under a volcano, struggling as hard as he can.
The dark red star is trying to resist the assimilation of the world's huge gravitational pull, and at the same time doing its best to penetrate its own projection power into the atmosphere of this world.
After all, there is no vacuum zone left by the superhuman beings draining the vitality of the world.
The ground broken stones, dust, paper, and tiny insects are all affected by the chaotic law of gravity at high altitude, and they gradually float up, or are directly crushed and turned into dust.
The surrounding temperature is also rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
23°,
24°,
25°,
26°……
"Hiss!"
Seeing this scene, [Ksitigarbha] the prisoner took a breath.
Compared with the fleeing guy and the mysterious existence that shrouded the entire Gran Academy of Natural Sciences before, the dean of the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences, who has entered a state of anger, is the real crisis of the Academy.
So, he didn't care to say more to Animo who was on the side. The figure turned, no longer chasing the fleeing figure, but accelerated to fly to the restless energy place on the top of the college tower.
"Reluo!"
After Aoun placed the two guardians, he witnessed that at this moment, Leiluo quickly stepped forward to remind him to dissuade him with the dull and suppressed anger.
At this moment, Prisoner Road outside the window also came into the room, looking at Lei Luo anxiously and solemnly.
"No matter what happens, the college has already opened the highest alert mode, let us leave it here."
Huh...
Staring sideways at the two of them, Lei Luo gradually exhaled the suffocation in his chest, clenched his fists, and controlled his emotions.
"Hmm."
Extending his index finger, Lei Luo pointed at the erratic figure that thundered. At this moment, he was trying to break through the encirclement and completely break through the sphere of influence of the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences.
"He is here. If you don't want this place to become a battlefield for that person, go and capture him immediately. This is the last chance for our academy!"
Of course, Prisoner knows who Lei Luo refers to.
The Gran Academy of Natural Sciences can never withstand such a disaster!
"I see."
No more words, in Ornn's surprised gaze, the old man flew out again after standing in the room for a few seconds.
……
Rumble rumbling.
The high-altitude dark red fire cloud formed a ring of oppressive impact clouds with a diameter of several kilometers.
With this cloud ring as the center, the high-altitude chaotic energy particles are affected by the magnetic field, forming a huge face that is more than 500 meters long, his boundless majesty, solemn expression, overlooking the ground.
Even its two eyebrows are giants spanning a hundred meters, and its giant pupils are shining.
The projection of the real body of Zheng Lei Luo!
The huge face and the eyes kept scanning the ground, and finally concentrated on a group of small spots between the buildings.
"His... grumble!"
On the ground, the silhouettes of people who looked up and took a breath, couldn't help swallowing saliva.
Wuming tried to suppress his exaggerated and shocked expression, couldn't help but glance back towards the tower, and muttered in a sensational tone: "Are you a monster!"
Forget about other things. He has two white beards and long eyebrows, and every movement of his thin body seems to have undergone thousands of exercises and vigor. He tried his best to envelop the Gran Institute of Natural Sciences in all directions in the thunder and darkness. The Guardian line of defense attempts to break through.
"Who came, who is your deterrent against the college?"
The closest figure to Jie Wuming is a tree giant who has turned on the lush green leafy body, but when you look closely, it is not a tree giant, but a fern creature, whose body surface is entwined with squirming. The vines of Pengbai are about to come out of life.
People in the academy naturally regard the coercion of the law that has just been shrouded as a means of this fugitive.
"Many arm as a car, get out of the way."
Anonymous glanced sideways a little, and he had a position on the strength of this man. He was just a lucky man who barely broke free from the oppression of the law just now. The existence between the senior transcendent scholar and the royal academician is better than the two guardians of the tower. The difference is at least two grades, which is not worth mentioning.
So, with one wave of his arm, as a crimson lightsaber flashed away, he continued to fly forward without any reduction in speed.
"The creation of flames just restrains this kind of guy who is known for its endless and majestic vitality."
The next development is as expected.
In a blink of an eye, the giant ball of wood from the sky shone a dazzling glow from the cracks. The next moment, with a "whee", the high-temperature molten fire gushes out, and the majestic breath of life is in Was constantly eroded by the flames.
"Youmu Iron World!"
In the history of the Little Glacier buried by the geological layer of the Star Screen, in the short-lived and short-lived civilized years, a tree that was far harder than the three types of alloy metals was born.
After the archaeologists accidentally discovered this plant fossil, they even thought that it was probably because of a special geological change that caused the metalization to become so strong.
However, the fact is quite the opposite.
But with the emergence of the second mysterious tree, archaeologists completely rejected this speculation and made a bold conjecture. The civilization that was born during the Little Ice Age in the land of the star screen seems to use this tree as a civilization. The foundation is similar to the role of magical materials for scholars, which led to the extinction of this strong and mysterious tree.
From this point of view, the reason why this mysterious tree is so strong is not only because of geological changes and reinforcement, but because of millions of years of decay, which has become what it is today.
Archaeologists named this tree Youmu.
As for how strong Youmu was, it is unknown.
This ‘Youmu Iron World Art’ is the unique advanced mystery created by this archaeologist named Utata!
"Iron bite technique!"
Suddenly, the five thunderbolt fleeing suddenly noticed the strangeness of their sides. He looked sideways and saw the treants burning with blazing flames all over, like monsters from the underground world. They were suddenly shocked.
"Hey, I underestimated you. It is worthy of being a sacred place for scholars in the new era."
Cracking!
Suddenly, as the sword of the creation of thunder flicked, the sky almost burst out of the sky with dark thunders, and under the sly gaze of the third lesson on the old man’s forehead, these dark thunders incorporated a certain mystical power. , Suddenly, it was integrated and transformed into a three-headed beast with a height of more than 30 meters, with its teeth and claws exposed.
Boom.
The Thunder behemoth and the treants chasing after them, fought into a ball and stopped the treants.
"Scorpio descends!"
A scholar whose real body is similar to that of the Bone Abyss Flying Scorpion is extremely fast, and his flight path is almost left with a series of afterimages, and his body is surrounded by a creepy green fog and poison. The fugitive struck anonymously.
"Bone Eroding Whirlwind."
The green whirlwind was shrouded, but he was cleverly avoided by the thunder, and he fought back a thunder spear with ease. Although he was also avoided by the flying scorpion, it was slightly hurried.
A fascinating and beautiful face appeared on the belly of Fei Xie's true body, looking at the surface of the true body.
A few meters away from Thunder Pike, the surface of the real body is still burnt in the air.
"The Poison Shadow Clone!"
Although she only fought in the air, she realized that this uninvited guest was far superior to her, but this [beauty under the moon] Naliyaan was very unwilling, because it was likely that she would be close The best opportunity for the dean of the Gran Academy of Natural Sciences gave her the opportunity to fulfill her wish.
So, this worrisome poisonous scorpion ~IndoMTL.com~ actually launched this highly counter-attack academic, divided into two, and attacked Wuming from different angles.
The Poison Shadow clone is not a simple division.
The profound meaning of this higher academic is to condense its virulent power with high-purity energy day after day, release it during critical periods to form a poisonous clone, achieving the effect of one plus one greater than two.
And this [Beauty under the Moon] from the Glenn Academy of Natural Sciences is one of the few unknown bachelors in terms of speed.
But the old man only sneered when he saw this.
"Small carving skills."
I saw the third mysterious eye on his forehead blinking, and the extremely fast poisonous clone began to fester like mud. The terrified [Beauty under the Moon] Naliyaan only felt as if she had been Inhaling a pool of bottomless swamp, under the endless suction, she screamed'ah', and her body fell to the ground involuntarily.
"Hum, hum, hum."
Senran sneered, but as Wuming raised his head and looked at the huge and exaggerated face high in the sky, the corner of his mouth suddenly condensed proudly.
"Who!?"
The slightly distracted Wuming seemed to have discovered something. He stopped abruptly and tried his best to avoid it. However, he couldn't help but uttered a "Woo". Some hidden part of his body seemed to be penetrated by something.
This kind of weird feeling, it's as if I have been pierced with needles and confined in this world.
"Um..."
The color of pain and pensiveness, nameless staring at the attacker, the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrink.
In a trance, he seemed to see an invisible chain running through the world, and he was like a grasshopper pierced by this chain, being imprisoned by the opponent's blow.
"Who are you!"
The nameless voice has never been more solemn.