The lights on both sides of the street outside Jera Square began to light up in rows, like a flowing river of light. In the distance, the iconic skyline of Ikrit could be seen, and the towering buildings looked even more spectacular against the night sky.
But standing on this road.
"Damn it, why did it have to be opened by a human?"
Talia clenched her fists, secretly hating herself.
This demonic shadow world with unknown history must contain a lot of knowledge that is extremely valuable to her.
However, this film world only shows clips in a carousel, and it is not possible to watch the entire thing on the public magic screen on campus.
More comprehensive and specific information will only be retained by the Challenger's Shadow World Record Program.
It seems that I can only look around here for a while today.
Just as Talia was thinking this, her brows furrowed.
Because she discovered that the challenger in this shadow world was her student from the underworld!
"This guy..."
Although Talia couldn't understand why such a hellish thing would become a glorious demon instead of an abyss demon after turning into a demon form.
But now she just felt extremely surprised.
Lanqi is like a mystery shop, and it’s time to get new stock for her.
And she might trade for anything that Lanqi has!
For example, all the information in Lanqi's Shadow World Record Program.
Talia now really felt that Lanqi could always bring her what she wanted, just like her lucky star.
If she hadn't always suspected that this boy was thinking about some damn things, she might have been a little nicer to Lanqi.
But at the moment.
When Talia saw the Great Love Poet on the screen whose face looked exactly like hers, her eyelids drooped immediately and she looked like she wanted to kill Lanky.
She immediately turned around and walked away quickly, lowering her head and taking a vicious bite of the cheesecake, fearing that the students of Ikerita Academy here would discover her similarities with this underworld summon.
This guy really deserves to die more.
…
The corridors of the Demon Academy also look classical and gorgeous, with dim lights and filled with the fragrance of ancient wood, as if carrying a magic from the depths of time. The end of the road in the distance seems to be forever swallowed by darkness, accompanied by unfathomable mystery.
The dark marble floor was painted with golden patterns and covered with a carpet with a demonic flower pattern. On the walls, strange portraits and mirrors appeared every few steps, as if looking at the students on the road.
In this corridor, several demon students with either frightened or solemn expressions rushed past. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, piercing the original silence, like a prelude to a chase and escape.
They were fleeing at a rapid speed, looking even more frightened in the dim light, as if they had just escaped from some unspeakable nightmare.
Although it was unclear what the purpose of their actions was, their panicked appearance showed that they just wanted to get as far away from that crazy examination room as possible!
However, at the end of these figures, two demons with less panicked expressions mixed in and were not noticed by the demon students in front at all.
Since Ranch and Hyperion are not sure about the rules of this demon academy yet, they dare not attack other demon students rashly. They all feel that it is risky to capture students and torture them by force.
In this corridor, the feeling of being stared at by paintings and mirrors is always creepy, and no one can tell whether some underlying mechanism will be triggered.
Therefore, the best strategy is to temporarily follow the group of students with better qualities in front of you, find the best survival strategy at the moment, and then try again when there is a better opportunity without taking action, and just convince others with virtue.
"… "
Hyperion turned her head to look at Lanci.
She just reached out and handed a few thick coins that she had just taken from the corpse to Lanqi. She believed that it would be right to let Lanqi, who was full of ideas, manage the team's accounts, and these spoils were originally Lanqi's credit.
Lanqi said nothing, just nodded and accepted the mysterious coins.
Although Hyperion felt safe following Lanci, it seemed as if the safest place in the academy was near him.
But her mood at the moment was quite complicated. She wanted to ask Lanqi something, but she hesitated whether to speak.
Originally, she was just worried that their friendship would end after Lanqi knew her demon ancestry.
But now she was beginning to fear that after Lanqi found out that she was really a demon, he would transform into a demon hunter and torture her like the students and examiners in the devil's examination room.
"Lanqi, what do you think of demons?"
While running, Hyperion finally lowered her voice and asked tentatively.
Lanqi was slightly stunned when he heard this.
"They can live a very long time. Even if they are hundreds of years old, they still look like a young girl."
Lanqi couldn't help but sneer and replied, if Hyperion asked this, he would not be sleepy anymore.
He had wanted to speak freely for a long time, but no one had ever talked to him about this topic.
It turns out that Hyperion is also interested in demons!
"… "
Hyperion felt that Lanqi's words were somewhat offensive to her.
Although she was indeed a teenager, as a half-demon her lifespan was definitely longer than that of humans, and Lanqi's words would hurt her a hundred years later.
No, why is his focus so strange
"If you encounter a demon in the real world, will it be the same as before?"
Hyperion asked again, still feeling a little nervous.
Lanqi just looked at her without saying a word.
Silence is better than words at this time.
"Do you think I'm an old man who eats arsenic because I think my life is too long?"
"… "
"Let's not talk about whether it's dangerous to provoke the demons. There might be some good guys among the demons. Hyperion, don't discriminate against the demons."
Lanqi gave earnest advice.
"… so."
Hyperion was stunned at first when she heard this, then she lowered her head, pursed her lips, and spoke softly.
For some reason, the heavy stone that had been pressing on her heart seemed to have disappeared because of Lanqi's serious words.
She never thought that one day someone would tell her "not to discriminate against demons."
Although there was a Madonna feel to what Lanqi said.
But Hyperion firmly believed that Lanci was not a hypocritical saintly bitch.
But the true Virgin Mary.
Because he was really able to treat everyone equally - not only to demons, he also tortured people to death.
…
In just a few dozen seconds, some of the demon students fleeing in the corridor were still running as if they were looking for something, while others chose the classroom again and ran in regardless of the risk.
From this perspective, the corridor is a terrifying place that is no less dangerous than the classroom, otherwise these students would not be so active in seeking classes.
"It's almost time for us to find an opportunity to take action."
If possible, Lanqi was unwilling to enter any classroom and waste time. The top priority now was to find out some information about the Demon Academy.
Only by understanding the rules can you act boldly and confidently, and even find ways to speed through them quickly to find the "ancient demon magic of modifying hairstyles" that you want to learn.
Hyperion naturally understood what Lanqi meant.
There is only one student left in front of me now, so it seems I can have a good communication with him.
She quickened her pace, speeding forward silently to catch the lucky student.
"You step...!"
After being grabbed by the shoulders by Hyperion, the demon with green scales on his neck turned his head fiercely and raised his hand to push Hyperion.
However.
When his pupils focused the next moment and he saw clearly the invigilator Lanci standing behind Hyperion.
The fear from the soul swept over the green-scale demon's heart like a tide, and his hand hung in the air motionless, as if it had nowhere to go.
"ah… "
When Lanqi saw the green-scaled demon's appearance, he opened his lips slightly in surprise.
It turned out that the person they caught was, by coincidence, the demon candidate who had been selected by Lanqi using basic etiquette, who had been scared for dozens of seconds by the dragon demon and the owl, and who had finally escaped with his life right under their noses!
What a fate this is! Lanqi couldn't help but smile slightly when he looked at him.
Even though Lanqi hadn't said anything yet.
The green-scaled demon student was already shaking with fear.
Lanqi: “Hello.”
Just a simple hello.
The devil seemed to hear a call from hell, and he felt that his ancestors were calling him to reunite.
"Classmate, what should I call you?"
Lanqi put his hands behind his back, still with the temperament of an examiner, walked to the side of the green-scaled demon student, and asked with a smile.
"Ba... Bacher..."
The green-scaled, snake-eyed demon student answered tremblingly in obedience to his survival instinct. His skin turned pale and bloodless with fear, and his legs were weak as if he would kneel down at any moment.