Chapter 909: Bamboo Scam! Delivered to Your Door
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Marshall couldn't help but shudder in his heart. Now just thinking of the documents he had read, he could feel the horrific scene that seemed like the end of the world.
Regarding the records of the Black Death, the documentary records between ordinary humans and superpowers are almost surprisingly consistent. In fact, humans discovered this ancient and virulent plague more than 2,000 years ago, but it really broke out, almost to the point of destroying the entire Europe, in the Middle Ages.
Ordinary people only think that the Black Death suddenly disappeared in the later stages, and find many reasons for this sudden disappearance. But the real reason, Marshall, the native Starry Sky Academy vice-president, is very clear.
"Because the source of the Black Death, the Black Death Demon Lord, was eliminated by the demigod-level pope of the Holy See of Light with desperate measures."
The Black Death Lord!
That is a demon who can make people tremble just by mentioning this name among European superpowers, especially among some established superpower organizations!
At this time, Marshall, the purpose of entering this forest and the person he wanted to meet were all related to this evil spirit whose name was taboo even if he accidentally said it.
"Crack, snap."
As Marshall continued to go deeper, the sound of empty footsteps became particularly noticeable in the forest.
Unconsciously, the night became thicker, and a thick mist like a living thing rose around him. At this time, Marshall also reached the destination of his trip after passing through the last row of woods.
A ruined town with only broken walls, or in other words, a mass of graves filled with lifeless remains.
"Quack!"
A breathtaking crow suddenly sounded in the night sky.
Marshall was so frightened that his heart tightened and his body trembled involuntarily. Before I could raise my head, I heard the overwhelming sound of wings flapping in my ears.
Under the hazy moonlight, countless red-eyed crows flew high into the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and shrouded the entire sky above the mass graves.
The crows screamed horribly in the cold night. Marshall's scalp felt numb as he stood below, and the cold hairs all over his body stood up one by one.
The person he wants to meet is here!
"Eeeeeeeeeeeee..."
Sure enough, just a few breaths later, a series of sharp, harsh, strange laughter that sounded like laughter and crying began to come from all directions.
Before the cries and laughter could stop, a withered figure wrapped in shrouds and a gray cloak began to slowly fall from the crowd of crows, and stood inscrutably on a cross tombstone stuck diagonally on the ground.
This monster that fell from the crows looked very scary. Its body is dry and rugged, its skin is gray-white, and its nostrils are like two decayed and collapsed holes. The most frightening thing is that it has four narrow, scarlet eyes.
Marshall raised his head and just glanced at the other person, his heart twitched, and fear flowed through his body quickly as his blood flowed.
Banshee, Bessemer!
This terrifying monster is the most sincere servant of the Black Death Lord. It once replaced the Black Death Lord and wandered around the European continent, harvesting innocent souls one after another.
Its appearance often represents war, misfortune, and inescapable death!
"Eeeeeeeeeeeee..."
The banshee’s laughter was like the cries of countless wronged souls, “Marshall, His Majesty the Demon King’s loyal servant, please tell me, is our plan going well?”
"Lord Bessimo, come on, there was a little accident..." Marshall swallowed and spoke cautiously.
He was originally just greedy for more power and wealth, but he never expected that his mind seemed to be peeped into. One night in the middle of the night, a banshee appeared beside his bed.
The terrifying overwhelming strength made it impossible for him to even move or shout. Moreover, this banshee actually told him that the Black Death Lord had been reborn, but he needed a right-hand man.
So as long as Marshall helps, not only the Starry Sky Academy, but also the whole of Europe will be his once the matter is accomplished. Of course, if you don’t agree, then go to hell.
Under the circumstances, you could tell with your toes that he had no chance to refuse, and besides, he really wanted to own Starry Sky Academy and all of Europe.
Therefore, Marshall even donated the fragments of his soul at that time and became the new lackey of the Black Death Lord.
"What did you say? Our plan does not allow for surprises!"
The cries and laughter of the mourning banshee suddenly turned into a harsh scream. Four scarlet eyes, with a strong aura of death, stared closely at Marshall's face. The huge spiritual power was like a big hand, holding him tightly.
"Our dean asked the China National African Affairs Bureau for help. He, they, sent here, the Son of Flame, Wang Yan!" Marshall was trembling all over. This banshee has accumulated thousands of years of experience, and its strength is comparable to that of Emmons. Dean, probably even worse.
"Son of Flame, Wang Yan?" The banshee's pupils shrank, showing a hint of fear.
But soon, this fear was fleeting.
"Hey Jie Jie... The Son of Flame is just a junior who has just shown his prowess, and he can't do anything big yet."
The banshee cracked her mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, "As long as our plan succeeds, today's Holy See of Light will be nothing more than a tired egg that can easily be overthrown. Even if the Flame Lord comes, what will happen? Who in this world can compare with it?" The greatness of our Demon Lord!"
"At that time, the entire world will belong to the Black Death Lord, and all those who resist will suffer death and destruction!"
The banshee screamed coldly, and as her madness emerged, a large commotion suddenly occurred around the entire cemetery.
Countless gargoyles hiding in the darkness all opened their cold eyes, and thousands of ghouls under the soil broke out of the ground and howled at the moon.
The strong breath of death rushed into the sky, and the terrifying scene made Marshall tremble all over. In the face of the death full of despair, he, a living person, seemed insignificant.
"Come here, loyal servant." The banshee hooked her sharp claws at Marshall, and a gloomy luster shone in her four scarlet narrow eyes, "Let me teach you how to do it."
Marshall walked to the banshee with a cold sweat and put his ear to her.
"To deal with the Son of Fire and your dean, you only need to..."
The banshee raised the corner of her mouth and whispered grimly beside Marshall.
After just a few words, Marshall's pupils shrank, and a fierce look bloomed on his face.
Now that things have come to this, we have to do it!
Son of Fire, Dean Emmons, don't blame me when you are about to die.
You asked for all this!
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The next few days.
Wang Yan spent them in peace. Under the guidance of Lydia, he visited various facilities in the academy and participated in some strange courses.
I have to admit that although the Star Academy has declined now, its foundation is still very strong.
Especially the library of the Star Academy, it has everything, and there are even many records about lost ancient civilizations.
There are also many courses that teach students all kinds of knowledge, from magic principles, to potion making, to astrology, etc., and they even have literature classes, mathematics classes, activity classes, etc.
When the academy trains students, it not only cultivates their magical power.
This alone inspired Wang Yan.
This day.
Wang Yan sat at the back of the classroom, listening to a course on potions. Halfway through the course, an owl flew to the teaching desk of the tutor Lydia and dropped a letter.
Owls deliver letters, which is a tradition of magicians, even though all kinds of communications are now extremely developed. But magicians still like to raise an owl as a magic pet to deliver letters.
Lydia read the letter, hurriedly finished the potion class, and invited Wang Yan to go to the Starry Sky Tower with a slightly heavy face.
Wang Yan vaguely knew that this time the Starry Sky Academy invited Saladin to come mainly for a seal. Wang Yan knew almost nothing about magic seals, and naturally would not participate in that project.
He only knew that Saladin had been busy with that matter these days.
Wang Yan frowned slightly, and looking at Lydia's expression, it seemed that the seal incident had encountered some difficulties.
He didn't understand why he was asked to go with him, but Wang Yan still agreed to go.
After all, Wang Yan had been treated well in the Starry Sky Academy these days. No matter what facilities he visited and studied, he was not troubled.
Under the leadership of Lydia, Wang Yan went straight into the Starry Sky Tower.
At the top of the tower, he met Emmons and his group.
At this time, Emmons and some vice presidents, professors, and Saladin were discussing something around a huge seal.
"Dean, I personally think that the main thing is to reinforce the seal. If we enter the forbidden area to repair the seal, it will be too dangerous." A professor said solemnly.
"What do you know?" Saladin has been studying the seal these days and has some dark circles under his eyes. "If we use the external reinforcement plan, I dare to guarantee that the entire seal will be destroyed within three years. By then, the entire Star Academy will be engulfed by the molten sea of fire."
Emons saw Wang Yan and Lydia at a glance, his beard curled, and hurriedly smiled and greeted them: "Son of Fire, how have you been in the academy these days? I, Emmons, am not very hospitable, please forgive me, forgive me."
Wang Yan touched his nose, and was really flattered.
Since he met Dean Emmons, Wang Yan has never received such "care" from him, and he can even see that his forehead wrinkles are wrinkled with laughter.
As the saying goes, there must be something wrong with abnormal behavior.
Wang Yan was not a child, so he knew that Emmons must have something important to ask of him, and it was probably about the seal.
He began to wonder how he should get the upper hand.
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