"yes, in that case, you're welcome!"

Divine Flame Weave reached for the hilt of the sword......

Mikoto Misaka, who appeared behind the "Pseudo Kaihara Mitsuki" with Shirai Kuroko, gently pushed Shirai Kuroko: "Kuroko, it can't be a mistake, right?" ”

Shirai Kuroko smiled helplessly: "Then I can only hope that the eldest sister of the God Crack will not be a killer." ”

While the two were talking, the Divine Crack Fire Weave had already started......

"Seven flashes!"

A cold light flashed, and the lower half of the trouser leg of the "Pseudo Haiyuan Guanggui" was reduced to pieces. And the "pseudo-Haiyuan Guanggui", who was scared out of a cold sweat, gritted his teeth and took out an obsidian dagger from his pocket......

"Attention! The opponent is now using a replica of Traviskal's Pantai Coutley's spear, so be careful not to be illuminated by the Venus light reflected from the blade of the opponent's blade! ”

"Understood!"

"Since your people have already told you, I won't say more," "Pseudo-Haihara Mitsugui" raised the dagger in his hand, "The master of the early morning is on ......"

After a complicated spell, a bright light descended straight from the sky, fell on the dagger in the hand of the "Pseudo-Haiyuan Mitsugui", and after reflection, went straight to the Divine Cracking Fire Weaving......

Eventually, the light passed through the remnants of the Divine Cracked Fire Weave and shone on the ground, breaking down the dirt on the ground into sand, finer sand and water......

One hit missed, and the "pseudo Haiyuan Mitsugui" moved the second time.

And then there's a third ......

is nominally a magician, but in fact it is indeed a samurai's god Split Fire Weaving, so naturally he is not afraid of the spell of "Pseudo Haihara Mitsuki": without professional training, the movement of the wrist when casting the spell exposes the direction of the spell in advance; And the Divine Crack Fire Weaving, who had been staring at the other party, was naturally able to dodge the opponent's attack very easily......

"...... Uproar"

As a certain decomposition light of the "Pseudo Haiyuan Guanggui" fell, the originally stunned ground suddenly exploded, and a wooden box more than two meters long, one large and one small, drilled out and rose into the air......

Everyone at the scene was confused: what is going on?

"Pseudo Haiyuan Guanggui" subconsciously slapped a light at the box......

"Knock ......"

The expected effect of "Pseudo Haihara Mitsuki" did not appear: the box was intact......

Coffin?

Tuyumen Yuanchun, who was squatting behind Shangjo Dangma, saw the true face of the box clearly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: If nothing else, this thing should belong to Yue Yongjun, right?

If one shot doesn't work, just two shots!

"Pseudo Haiyuan Mitsugui" gritted his teeth and came to the box with a second decomposition light......

The lid of the "box" opened......

"Golem Bazak? Rand? ”

After seeing the "things" or "people" that came out of the box, Stir Magnus and God Cracked Fire Weave were confused: how could the rumored earth mage who had died in battle appear here?

A helping hand from the other side?

"Pseudo Haiyuan Mitsugui" frowned, and took advantage of the fact that the person in the box was now in a daze on the ground, and secretly released a decomposition light......

The magic worked, but it didn't hit the target: blocking the Golem Bazak? Rand, it shouldn't be said that the stone statue in front of the zombie was broken down into sand.

Then, the "Pseudo-Haihara Mitsuki" successfully angered the zombies who were sleeping lazily: a ground thorn suddenly emerged from the feet of the "Pseudo-Haihara Mitsuki......

A hint of alarm flashed in the heart of the "Pseudo Haiyuan Guanggui", and he took a step back slightly......

Step back, step by step.

Because of the need to dodge the opponent's attack, the "Pseudo Haiyuan Mitsugui" didn't have time to adjust the magic at all, and could only watch as the stone pillar seemed to grow and wanted to follow him.

Just when everyone thought that the battle between the two would be stalemate for a while, "Pseudo Haihara Mitsuki" was mixed with something under his feet......

"Pseudo Haiyuan Mitsuki" held the ground with his right hand, as if he was making a 360-degree turn on a vaulting horse, but before his right hand left the ground, he was grabbed by a rock giant hand that emerged from the ground, and then there was a crisp sound of joint dislocation......

"Gaba!"

The "laser gun" in the right hand of the "pseudo-Haihara Mitsuki" fell to the ground.

Before the "Pseudo Haiyuan Mitsugui" could react, his left hand was grabbed by the rock giant hand again......

Same technique, same sound......

When everyone reacted, the Golem Bazak? Rand had already jumped into the box and flew away......

What's going on, lie down to win?

The crowd of onlookers was stunned: no one thought that the earth-based mages who had entered the chaos would be so easily abolished the mages with strange Aztec magic......

"Sister Divine Split, what should I do now?"

"I don't know," Divine Crack Fire Weaving turned her head to look at Intix, who was looking at the "Pseudo-Haihara Mitsugui", "What do you think?" ”

Intix raised her hand, dragged her chin, and said seriously: "As far as I know, the Aztec priests are best at skinning. ”

"Ah," Shirai Kuroko's eyes widened, "That means that the eldest young master of Tokiwadai has ......"

"Pseudo-Haihara Mitsuki" struggled to sit up, and looked at Mikoto Misaka with a hostile face with a wry smile: "I didn't skin his whole body, I just borrowed his appearance!" ”

"What about the eldest young master?" Shirai Kuroko glared at the fake young master viciously, "Don't tell me that the eldest young master has died due to excessive blood loss?" ”

The fake young master was silent......

"Ah, isn't it?" Shirai Kuroko looked at the magician in front of him with sympathy, "You're going to be unlucky!" ”

"No," the fake young master panicked, "I don't know if he's dead or not, when I trapped him, he suddenly hardened all over, and then ......"

At this moment, Mikoto Misaka's mobile phone suddenly rang......

"It's Mitsuki Haihara calling!" Mikoto Misaka smiled and raised the phone in her hand, and then put it to her ear, "Hey, hello?" ”

"I'm Mitsuki Haihara......"

After hanging up the phone, Mikoto Misaka breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the god cracked fire weaving: "Eldest sister, although Haiyuan Mitsuki is not dead, he is also seriously injured, let's ......"

God Cracked Fire Weaving nodded: "You and Kuroko will go to save the young master of Haiyuan first, we will wait for you here." ”

Haiyuan Mitsuki is not dead, and the treatment of the fake Haiyuan Mitsuki has become a problem: let's get it killed, I can't find a reason, the other party didn't kill anyone, and he will make a feud with the weird Aztec magician; Let it go, it's not like that......

Seeing that things froze, Tuyumen Yuanchun couldn't hold it back, held the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and walked up to the other party: "Crappy magician, what is the purpose of your coming to the academy city?" ”

"Eradicate the forces of the upper strip!"

I rub!

Shangjo Dangma, Tuyumen Yuanchun and blue-haired earrings were all stunned: We didn't do anything out of the ordinary, why did we get on someone else's blacklist?

"The Kamijo forces?" While watching the lively God Crack Fire Weaving, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head to look at Uejo Dangma, "Uejo, he's right, you defeated the alchemists who were able to sweep the Thirteen Knights and the Gregory Singing Team at Misawa Juku, and you also repelled the fallen angels by the sea!" ”

"That's right!" Kamijo nodded stunned, "I don't know, I'm so ......"

Halfway through the words, Kamijo Dangma suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at the joking God Cracked Fire Weaving with a bitter face: "Big sister, don't make fun of me!" ”

"This can be had!"