Chapter 291: Lanqi felt it was time to up the ante for Yue&a

d composed.No matter what situation he encountered, he never showed the slightest tremor.All the teachers present could only nod helplessly.Although it is difficult to define the current strength of t...Chapter 292: Ranchi felt it was time to increase the intensity of Yue's assessment day.

Protoss Royal Mage Academy, in the heart of it all. [/Google search]

Within that vast chamber, profound power and the weight of history's glory silently enveloped every corner.

The sounds in the hall as if were cut off by the changes on the screen, an eerie silence.

The classroom, which just minutes ago had been a picture of harmony, now resembled a gladiatorial arena.

Every corner of the classroom was flowing with gruesome bloodstains, scattered with sharp-edged cutting tools and incomplete desks.

And at the center of his vision, Lance was still as if nothing had happened, wearing a friendly smile.

He is helping teachers who are coming to collect students.

"You've worked hard."

As Ranch waved goodbye to the teacher in charge of the rescue, a student was carried onto the transport vehicle from the classroom.

"...."

The rescuing teacher didn't want to comment on anything, and quickly left.

He had never seen such a face.

Dozens of near-death students inside and out.

It takes several trips just to transport the light.

Let's kill him more, the hospital won't be able to handle it!

If, in the end, seriously injured students have to be transferred to Herlome Public Hospital in Imperial City for treatment, a whole bunch of news media outlets will report that there was a large-scale schoolyard terror attack at Protos Royal Magical Academy.

And how could this person be so good at helping these students onto stretchers like a kind local resident, aren't you the mastermind!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the screen, at the conference table.

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