The blast of blood in the forest gradually dissipated, and the bloody storm turned into steaming smoke. The students who ran out near the third dormitory building looked at the direction of the forest in a daze, and even doubted that they were in a dream state.
The horrible flesh and blood giant was wiped out in the light, and the huge bones that smashed it were no longer there. Under the dark night, the scattered residues of curse power drifted away in the wind, dotted in the forest like dreams, if it weren’t for someone still had a headache and was unconscious. The students of has not yet awakened, I am afraid that everyone will think that the previous situation is an illusion.
Among the bewildered crowd, only the girl with long black hair behind the broken window and the members of the consultation department who came to know the details. The excitement and congratulations of the teenagers echoed in the ears. Melty looked at the place where the huge bones disappeared, tears of joy. Can't help but come out.
Although the process was difficult, justice finally defeated the evil. Gurandal's shining punch was like hope, and the members of the consulting department and Melty who had been dull for a long time received a kind of release.
In the forest, Roja slowly approached Matthews who fell on the ground. At this time, the middle-aged man was bloodless, the robe of the faculty was turned into rags, and the exposed organs in the shaved chest were still struggling. While beating, blood spurted occasionally from the ends of the broken blood vessels.
Roja frowned as he watched the heinous villain. Although Matthews was not dead, his vitality was consumed in the sacrifice. He might not survive tonight. When he saw Roja walking by, his face was already covered with skin. The cultists who had disappeared also made a weak cry for help.
"Save me, save me..."
Matthews struggled vigorously, his eyes filled with fear of death, but Roja was unmoved by this, and his expression remained the same.
Healing a cultist is purely a brain teaser, and it is probably Xia’s stupidest thing. After all, once the cultist catches his breath, he will sacrifice again in minutes or use secret techniques. It might even be counterproductive. kill.
"Do you think I'm like that kind of good old man?"
"I, I have information! I will tell you information!" Website m. .
"intelligence?"
Roja, who heard Matthews' words, raised his eyebrows and seemed a little moved. Seeing this, the middle-aged man struggled a bit and said quickly:
"Do you think it will be over if you kill me? Our blood sacrifice sect is just a small organization. In the eyes of the real big guys, it counts as nothing. They are planning big things! Just like 400 years ago. That kind of... uh!"
"Huh? Keep talking, hello! Matthews?"
The words of the fallen middle-aged man suddenly stopped, making Roya's eyes condensed. However, before he could look closer, Matthews' body suddenly began to inflate like a balloon, and the next moment a black flame suddenly burst from the depths of his body. It broke out and wrapped the whole person in just a moment.
"what!"
"Matthews!"
Roja took a sudden step forward, but it was too late. Matthews screamed in front of him, twitched slightly and then died completely. The dying body quickly turned into one in a few seconds. Pile of dry bones.
died.
Matthews just died.
Roja looked at a pile of scorched black bones in front of him, his eyes widened unacceptably.
As a heinous cultist, Matthews' death is not a pity, but his death should be a canonical punishment after being tried, or after giving up other hidden cult information, not the current situation.
"damn it!"
Matthews, who was about to turn the tainted witnesses, died, leaving the black-haired boy full of anger. Obviously, he had been silenced, and he was still passive without knowing it.
It should be Matthews' words to trigger this spell, but can't you say hurry up? At least finish that sentence.
Four hundred years ago, just a point in time, what can I know? Even if one more word is said...
Roja held the cane in irritation, but there was nothing to do. He stared at Matthews' bones with a gloomy expression for a long time, and finally could only give up.
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Half an hour later, the carriage at Fortes got off a black-haired boy, it was Roja who had just settled Matthews's side.
After returning to the third dormitory area, confirming that Melty was safe and protected by members of the consulting department, Roja immediately rushed over to the battlefield on the other side.
Now that the leader is exposed and dead, it is basically impossible for the cultists to have any reinforcements, but even so, Roja is still a little worried.
Matthews’ self-sacrifice is still in sight. There are too many moths that cultists can play with. Paul and others have little experience, and death may be avoided, but maybe there will be severely wounded people. With the help of the saint's dagger and Petra, the injuries caused by ordinary cultists can be dealt with as an emergency.
Of course, another reason is that what Matthews said when he was dying made Roja vaguely disturbed.
Perhaps there is something deeper and harder to discover that is spying on this city and academy. It must be an organization far better than the Blood Sacrifice Cult. In any case, now that he knows this, he must discuss with Lilian.
After observing for a while, Roja found that there was a fire on the side of Luíste Manor, and immediately determined that it was the place where the battle took place. After quickly overturning two mountains, Roja rushed to the scene, but his heart sank. However, as soon as he approached the manor, a cry came from it.
Roja, who was shocked, rushed into the manor, but was stunned, because the situation inside at this time was not as serious as the casualties, rather the opposite.
The members of the Ministry of Security's action team guarded the vital part of the building, and there was no sign of fierce fighting on their bodies. After seeing Roja, they hesitated and nodded in greeting, but their expressions were extremely ugly.
And inside, the small number of students from the Green Rose faction are fine, their arms and legs are quite healthy, but they are all retching against the wall.
"I can't do it anymore, I can't vomit it anymore."
"Oh! Brother Roja, you're here, sorry, I...Oh!"
Paul, who discovered that Roja was coming, wanted to explain the situation, but it was a pity that he started to vomit again in the middle of the sentence. As for Jelock, the young master of Pande could not vomit.
"Okay, needless to say, I understand."
The thick fishy smell lingered at the end of the nose, and the sobbing of the girl from the Security Ministry passed into her ears.
The most annoying place finally came.