The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 643: Shadow Altar

Claude opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the canopy that swayed with the breeze, and the spots of light sprinkled from the gaps in the umbrellas woven from leaves.

"Ah..." His previous memories gradually recovered in his chaotic mind: "Because the weather is so great, and the wind is very comfortable, so I fell asleep here accidentally."

He shook his head, but he couldn't get rid of the muddy feeling in his head, so he raised his hand to pat his head to make himself more awake.

However, his hand did not touch his head, but went straight through his head.

Stunned, he stretched out his hand in front of him, and found that it was not a human hand that was presented in front of him, but a pair of pale green hands with a touch of translucency.

"Are you here again..."

Claude sighed, turned his head, and saw'self' where he was just lying down.

That is his body.

At this time, Claude still has a comfortable expression on his body, with his hands resting behind his head, lying on the soft lawn, looking like he is enjoying.

"Last time I lost my body during the fight, if it hadn't been for the sudden emergence of Franken, maybe my body would have been eaten by the group of canine tooth hogs."

Claude slowly lay back in the posture of his body, and after a while, he opened his eyes again. The fullness of the soul and the heaviness of being grasped by gravity made him understand that he was finally back to the body.

"Spectre's disease is getting more and more serious, and it won’t work anymore..." After clenching his fists several times and then releasing them, Claude recovered a little bit from his stiff body. Then he stood up and patted the grass and dust on his body.

Although apparently, he left Adric this time to avoid Franken, but in fact it is not.

Probably on the eve of Adric’s summer vacation, Claude had overheard a conversation between Sevi and Franken.

From their conversation. He knew how bad his current situation was, and at the same time, he also understood that Franken didn't actually mean to hurt him, but had been trying to help him with treatment, but there was almost no effect.

In addition, he also discovered from the conversation between the two that this was not the first time Franken had pleaded with Sevi for his situation. This made him feel a little bit confused while moved, why the strange-looking Franken would be so good to him.

It's just that the dean who saved Morag, even if he is so great in the eyes of Claude, seems to have no good way. It's just that the word ‘soul territory’ was accidentally leaked during the conversation.

Although I don't quite understand what that means, Claude can still understand from the lines that there may be a cure for his current situation in the so-called "soul territory".

Because I felt that I had troubled Adric Academy too much, Claude, who was embarrassed to ask for another request, didn’t say anything to other people, just as an excuse to avoid Franken’s harassment, and set foot on the soul-searching territory alone. the way.

Then he walked about one kilometer on that road. Franken took him back.

After that, Claude wanted to continue to search independently, but Franken insisted on not allowing it, and the battle of wits between father and son began...

"Wake up?"

Claude was taken aback by a sudden, emotionless voice.

Later he discovered that Franken was sitting at a distance from what he didn't want, looking at him with utter eyes.

The instinct he learned in the previous chase made Claude a backflip and quickly distanced himself from Franken.

But to his surprise. Franken did not pursue the pursuit.

He just stood up neatly, patted the dust off his body, then screwed the screw, and said in a somewhat expectant voice: "Since you wake up, let's go with me."

"Hey, do you want to go back to college again..." Claude knew that he would not be able to run away again this time, but he didn't admit it, just stood indifferently.

"No. I found a ruin," but Franken's words were beyond his expectation: "I need to go in a team with someone. If you are lucky, maybe you can find magic related to the soul... "

——Shadow Altar——

"Oh, **** it!" Inside the altar, a figure cursed.

Except for him, everyone on this altar has disappeared.

The black horned believers themselves are not orderly beings, and it is normal for them to fly separately when a catastrophe is imminent.

Not long ago. A sentinel reported that there was a gargoyle apparently manned suddenly appeared outside.

Although people have been organized to beat the gargoyle down, this is not a problem. The problem is that the workmanship of the gargoyle is still very new (although it is ugly)!

Since he was willing to use a valuable gargoyle as a consumable and throw it in front of them at will, it shows that there is a considerable level of alchemist or magician eyeing here.

This is the conclusion reached by those figures.

So they all retreated quickly. Not even a trace was left.

"That group of cowards! Now we are not sure that it is the Mage Association! Maybe it is just a young mage with a sense of justice? I will be scared by this situation, and I am embarrassed to claim to be a believer of the black goat. Right!"

The nominally highest commander yelled a little hysterically.

"No~IndoMTL.com~ Not only that, even if I am really targeted by the Mage Association, I have to implement my beliefs!"

Well, although Kamiyu is indeed a bit talented, he is still far away from the so-called ‘alchemist or magician with a considerable level’, and has nothing to do with the Mage Association.

The only reason he would send a gargoyle to investigate is that he didn't expect that those believers who wear hoods and seem to be crazy and mysterious to be able to release some weird magic, and the weird magic of Nima It can actually kill a gargoyle with good magic resistance...

In fact, after confirming that even the expensive gargoyles had been killed, Kamiyo maintained a frustrated forward bend for a long time, which is commonly known as the oTz action.

"I'm so stupid, really. Just knowing that cultists can summon magic, but I didn't expect this kind of long-range attack magic..."

Leave aside Kamiyu's sad thoughts, at least their task of attracting the enemy's attention has been perfectly completed. While the cultists were in confusion due to the gargoyle, An Ke had already sneaked into them, and began to fumble towards the core area of ​​the altar. (Your support from Dingtian Novels is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.)