Chapter 515 The War Is over (Part 2)

Shi Hui glanced at Ruoyu.

The agreement was made between Ruoyu and the Speaker of Darkness. It involved the reputation of First University, and she would not force Ruoyu to break the agreement. But if this agreement was detrimental to the school's interests, she wouldn't mind using it to make use of it afterwards.

The old man Ruoyu was silent for a long time.

Finally, he raised his head and glanced at the Dark Speaker.

"You lost that game."

The old man stroked the silver wolf head on his cane and said slowly, word by word: "So, you can take the others away, but 'Tai Yi' must stay in the school, and there will be a contract afterwards."

In the world of Silver Snake, the two legends once agreed that if the Dark Speaker wins, he can take his people and leave safely, and the alliance must recognize the existence of the Dark Parliament, including the forbidden curse; if Ruoyu wins, although the Six Fingers They can still leave with the members of the Dark Parliament, but the forbidden spells they studied must stay in the school, and they also need to sign a new contract.

The new contract will naturally strictly limit the Dark Council's coveting of the Forbidden Curse, and even stipulate their membership methods, the number of members of the Council, and their rights and obligations towards the alliance, etc.

Although the final game of chess was not played, Old Man Ruoyu had a huge advantage on the board.

What's more important is that right now in the Black Prison, the school has an even greater advantage. Therefore, for the Dark Speaker, the best solution is to acknowledge and emphasize the significance of the game.

"Very reasonable."

The Dark Speaker looked ugly and did not continue to argue. Instead, he raised his hand and tugged on the brim of his hat. He turned around and turned into a black light, which rolled downwards, enveloped everyone in the Dark Council, broke through the world barrier, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the dark prison.

Neither of the school's legends stopped him from leaving.

"They lost a great wizard and gave up the forbidden curse. They are no longer a threat to the alliance." Old man Ruoyu looked at Shi Hui and explained a few words in a rare and lengthy manner: "Besides, many people in the Dark Council, Originally a wizard from the Alliance...this organization may be an opportunity for us to talk to those guys."

The ‘those guys’ he refers to are the die-hard wizards in the Wizards Union.

But at the moment, the witch's mind was filled with the successful promotion of Siren King, and she subconsciously understood the "those guys" mentioned by the old man as the demon side.

In school, Ruoyu was the biggest supporter of the 'non-mainstream wizards' such as the Yuexia Council, so when he proposed to communicate with the demons, Shi Hui was not too surprised.

"They just have another ancient demon... If you want to make peace with them, wait until you become the principal." The witch turned around expressionlessly and put away the five-color lotus flower under her feet - after the Siren King left, he The curse left behind also quietly dissipated, and there was no need for the five-color lotus to suppress it.

Ruoyu was stunned for a moment before he realized that the witch had misunderstood.

But he didn't defend himself, he just rubbed the silver wolf-headed cane in his hand, raised his head, looked at the indifferent sky, and sighed slightly.

Behind him, Shi Hui took a step forward, landed on the top of the Black Prison Castle, and thrust the pocket watch into Zheng Qing's hand.

Click, the watch cover automatically closed in the boy's hand.

Inside the watch cover, the originally frozen second hand started ticking again and started to rotate.

Click.

Kaka.

The world seemed to stretch out and groan with pleasure.

Under the sky, the black and yellow energy rolled again, the light of Taiyi shone again, and the voices of wizards reciting spells and shouting sounded one after another - the only problem was that all the demons that were originally within the attack range of the spell disappeared - Time began to flow, colors began to rise and fall, and the whole world suddenly turned from dead to vitality.

Then two legendary auras fell overwhelmingly on the battlefield, resisting the falling Xuanhuang Qi, suppressing the flourishing Taiyi Light, and at the same time prohibiting the aimless attacks of ordinary wizards.

"The war is over."

The cold voice of the witch rang in the ears of every wizard, echoing throughout the world of Hell:

"The school defended Xuanhuangmu and repelled the invading demon coalition."

"The Underworld is still under the control of wizards."

"According to the plan, the divination team began to treat the wounded, sort out the earth's atmosphere, and rebuild the damaged Black Prison Castle. Each hunting group exited the Black Prison world in an orderly manner according to the organizational structure. The great wizards went back to school to 'clean up' and don't let the Black Prison's Chaos repeats in Phuket..."

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"It's finally over."

Beta Town, pedestrian street.

Third, there is a bookstore.

In front of the window, the yellow raccoon yawned greatly, raised his paw, wiped the corners of his eyes, wiped away a few tears, then lowered his head, and took one last look at the tea bowl.

In the clear tea water, a little light blue fluorescence is slowly rising in the night.

The fluorescent light was extremely thin and weak, not much bigger than the tip of a needle in the teacup, but the light it emitted easily pierced the depth of the entire night, causing the originally calm tea to vibrate slightly and splashing tiny particles. water droplets.

The yellow-breasted raccoon curled her lips slightly in envy.

"The Ancient One."

It shook the beard at the corner of its mouth, glanced at Mr. Wu on the recliner not far away, and muttered in a casual tone: "Thanks to someone... these days, cats and dogs can escape the river of fate." "

After Mr. Wu broke through the ancient wizards and entered a new realm, the escaped luck and fortune allowed many wizards trapped in the current realm to see a way out - registered wizards broke through to become great wizards, great wizards broke through to become legends, and legends broke through to become ancient .

This is why, in the past ten years, high-level wizards have sprung up throughout the wizarding world, and the younger and more enterprising wizards are, the more serious their legacy is.

For example, Su Shijun, the youngest member of the Grand Wizard Council, Korma, the great sage of the North District, and the Siren King, who was a junior in the legend but today has come from behind to become an ancient monster.

This is a gift from the forerunners.

It is also a prosperous time for young people.

Just like what Mr. once said to the yellow flower civet - 'Time is great. One day, you and I will perish. Dreams, ambitions, fears, good and evil, everything will turn into dust and be buried together in the unfathomable ruins. After returning to the ruins, a new world was born and new life bloomed. Everything, neither you nor me, will belong to the new generation. ’

It's just that what Huanghuali said now was not to praise the prosperous world brought by Mr., but more importantly to the last sentence - cats and dogs can escape the long river of fate - it bit the word 'cat' very hard. .

On the lounge chair.

The book covering Mr.'s face has been changed from "Jin Ping Mei" to "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber". What remains unchanged is the intermittent, subtle but long-lasting snoring under the book.

He may have heard the tabby cat's muttering, or he may not have heard it.

To him, there is not much difference between a great wizard or an ancient person, within or outside the long river of time and destiny, and does not require special attention.

Seeking truth, the biggest truth to him at the moment is the pleasant snoring sound at the bottom of the book.

The yellow raccoon boy didn't get the answer he wanted, so he angrily put his paw into the small teapot that his husband usually used, and stirred it maliciously.

Thinking that a being above the ancient might drink his own foot-washing water, Huatao's heart was filled with joy.