"Buzz!"

The sound pressure was thick enough to emit a hum in the air.

Frey then provided the magic power to the rabbi in one go, allowing the rabbi to use the magic circuit to the fullest, compressing the sound waves to form cannonballs, and releasing the cannonballs of sound pressure one after another, blasting towards Sleipnir.

However, none of the rabbi's sonic pressure cannonballs were able to cause damage to Sleipnir.

The armoured automaton stood there at random, allowing the sonic cannonballs to attack, but none of the sonic cannonballs could explode on them, but all of them pierced through Sleipnir's body as if they were in the air.

"It's useless." Veron said without the slightest emotion: "Even if you continue to attack, it won't hurt Sleipnir, so let's obediently hand over the gloves." ”

"Uhhhh

It was clear that Frey didn't want to give up.

Looking at Frey's stubborn appearance, Veron finally looked at Frey and set his eyes on her.

"Why are you so obsessed with night meetings?"

Veron asked such a question.

"Even if you defeat me here, you will have to go through a full 98 fierce battles later, and each time it is more and more severe, each time it is more dangerous, and in the end, you even have to face the existence of the level of "Thirteen People", even if you are lucky enough to get to the end, then you have to pass the level of "Marshal", with your strength, this is simply impossible, why are you still unwilling to give up?"

Veron finally got to the point.

It is true that Frey is very good, and being able to enter the top 100 in this academy that gathers excellent puppets from all over the world and qualify for the night party is enough to prove that her ability is not weak.

In addition, Frey works very hard, and when Luo Zhen first met her, she also exercised herself in the depths of the woods, and did not stop until nightfall, so she must be able to graduate smoothly in the future and become an excellent puppet maker, right?

But that's Frey's limit.

Of the 100 people who attended the party, Frey was undoubtedly the weakest one.

At least, for now.

Therefore, it is impossible for Frey to stand out in the night party, go through a fierce battle for 99 nights, and finally defeat everyone else and become the demon king.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Frey's night party is actually impossible to last long, even if the ranking is higher than Veron, the strength cannot be stronger than Veron, but it is really the bottom.

In this way, if you want to work hard a little bit, you won't be so persistent as to see such an obvious difference in strength.

Frey is still reluctant to give up, obviously for some reason, right?

And that reason, in fact, Frey had already said at the beginning.

"I... Can't lose..."

Frey's voice sounded faintly and stubbornly again.

"If I lose, I lose something important."

That's why Frey.

Veron was silent.

Immediately...

"Okay."

Veron's face turned cold as if he had lost all his patience.

"Since you don't want to hand over the gloves, then I'll just grab them."

As soon as the voice fell...

"Sleipnir."

With Veron's order, Sleipnir stopped passively taking the attack and suddenly disappeared in place.

"Bang!"

With a heavy thud, Sleipnir instantly appeared in front of the rabbi and threw a punch at the rabbi who was releasing the sonic pressure cannonball, sending it flying out again.

Only this time, instead of rolling to the ground, the rabbi slammed into a stone pillar, cracking it up.

"Rabbi!"

Frey couldn't help but scream, but suddenly remembered that the same thing had just happened, and turned her head sharply to look in front of her.

There, Veron appeared silently, just as Frey had thought.

"Bring it."

As if proclaiming, Veron reached out directly to Frey.

That hand, in Frey's eyes, kept enlarged.

That hand was stretched very slowly, but Frei knew that she couldn't stop it at all.

Your gloves will be taken away in the next second.

Your night party will be over in the next moment.

And then...

Everything will be gone from Frey.

“————！”

Frey let out a silent cry.

Right there...

"Boom!"

A terrifying wave of magic erupted from all over Frey's body.

It was like substance, visible to the naked eye, rich, cloudy, and pitch-black magic.

"What...!?"

Veron's pupils shrank suddenly, and not only did he stop moving, but he also disappeared in an instant with Sleipnir and appeared in the distance, distancing himself from Frey.

"That's... What is that...!? ”

"What a terrible magic!"

In the audience, students also exclaimed one after another.

At this moment, Frey unleashed a magic that shocked the audience.

That magic power has surpassed the level that humans can have.

That magic power is as if it is squeezed out of the depths of the human body, deep and terrifying.

"Woo... Ahh

Frey, who unleashed this level of magical power, knelt down on the spot, and the skin all over her body began to crack, oozing blood.

All of this blood turned into magic and poured out of Frey's body.

Yes.

This amazing magic comes from the blood.

Frey's blood was transformed into magic and released from her body.

That phenomenon... That scene...

"Isn't that similar to the one Magnus used?"

"Liar, huh?"

"Could she be the same kind of secret art?"

"But... But she looked like she was in pain! ”

The students in the audience were in a commotion.

The members of the executive department of the overnight meeting began to gather and began to discuss, as if they were hesitating whether to suspend the game.

"Roar... Roar...! ”

On the other side, the rabbi who crashed into the stone pillar received the magic gushing from Frey's body and let out a furious roar.

There was no reason in that roar, and it was gradually replaced by strength and madness.

"Tsk..."

Veron became vigilant, staggering as he summoned his magic.

In the face of the current Frey, even Veron has to show real strength.

Just when things are going in an uncontrollable direction...

"Whew...!"

A faint sound of breaking the air sounded faintly.

No one noticed the sound of breaking the air.

Therefore, no one noticed that a black shadow with fire powder suddenly fell from the sky and swept down at a speed that no one could see.

The black shadow melted into the night, and disappeared directly behind Frey, who was kneeling on the ground and wailing in a low voice.

"Ahh

Frey slowly collapsed as if she had been suddenly cut off from consciousness.

"Uhhhhhh

The rabbi, who was in a frenzy, also closed his eyes and fell straight down.

The astonishing magic that had worked on the audience suddenly disappeared from Frey's body, and everything was calm.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Veron stared intently, silent.

Stretchers have been sent from the night club executive department.

And Luo Zhen, who was sitting in the audience, stretched out his hand and let the black shadow sweep silently and stop on his arm.

"Luo Zhen..."

Night, night after night, there was some uneasiness.

"Let's go."

Luo Zhen said this, and then stood up.

The two left together.

It was under such circumstances that the first night of the night party was announced.