Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Angelia took the initiative to break the silence.

"it does not matter."

She said calmly:

"Without spirituality, it's no different than seeing you humans eating orangutans."

She didn't break away from Lucius' hand, and Lucius didn't let go either. Instead, he said with pain on his face:

"Did you see everything?"

Angelia heard this and slapped his hand away:

"Your reaction speed is too slow."

The two people went to the side. Iris saw Angelia sitting against the tree with her eyes blank from a distance, and Lucius was looking at her with a strange look that was mixed with many emotions.

Adrian watched the whole process carefully and seemed to be very concerned about his rabbit's mental health, but he did not stop slowly tearing the meat shreds in his mouth, as if it was nothing to do with him.

After a while, he suddenly asked:

"When did you start baking? I mean...how did you schedule your competition assignments?"

Iris was tearing apart another rabbit's leg, and she replied in a neutral tone:

"Just arrange it that way."

Adrian, who knew nothing, looked thoughtful.

After a while, he wiped his hands after eating, looked at the time on the Internet, and then nodded slightly:

"thanks for treatment."

He stood up unhurriedly, and the golden light condensed into a staff in his hand. He stood there for a while as if sniffing something, then turned and walked in one direction.

Ten minutes passed, and a garbled number that had been sinking to the bottom of the rankings jumped up and quickly reached the top of the list.

Only the players' own rankings are displayed on the smart website, while other players are all displayed as long strings of garbled characters that are difficult to remember.

At this time, the two highest-ranked numbers crushed all the other players with a huge score gap.

*

Somewhere in the forest, someone was cautiously moving forward in a dangerous environment. After pushing aside a branch and leaf that obstructed his view, an unknown white object spinning like a dart came towards him at the speed of an afterimage. Before he could summon the shield, he felt a terrifying heat wave approaching him from behind at a speed beyond his understanding, turning him into a sandwich cookie in the direction of the "dart".

Before he could sort out the thoughts surging in his mind, his vision was filled with blazing red light. When he opened his eyes again, he had reached the exit, surrounded by the sound of people.

He vaguely saw the practical class professor in the crowd, who had always been ashamed of him, smiling at him with relief and heartache.

His friend who struggled to squeeze to his side patted him:

"Don't be sad, it's not your problem."

Everyone on the sidelines could see it clearly.

The student who had just realized that he had been eliminated was full of confusion:

"What did I do? When did I have the strength to be competed by two big guys?"

My friend also shook his head in confusion:

"I don't know. What bad thing did you do that made the two top ten specifically target you?"

Unknown student:…

How do I know? ? !

After calming down, he asked a key question in confusion:

"So, who was I eliminated by in the end?"

*

In addition to snatching badges, directly injuring people to activate the badge's defense mechanism can also eliminate people from the game and obtain the opponent's badge.

Ernest raised his hand to extinguish the blazing flames around him, and picked up the badge that fell at his feet.

This means that the fatal attack that reaches the target first comes from him.

I don't know when it began to snow lightly around him, and some snowflakes fell on his black eyelashes. He raised his head, and his eyelashes covered with white snow also lifted upward.

"Okay, the time is almost up."

He lifted his hand from his coat pocket and pinched a white tablet between his fingers.

It was a beautiful giant snowflake.

Being robbed of its original prey, it took advantage of the cover of the trees and turned a few turns before attacking the unreasonable robbers. Unfortunately, before it could realize its ideal, it was melted by the arrogant flames and lost its shape.

Beside the extinguished fire, Iris stretched out her fingers that were almost smoking due to rubbing, and rubbed them distressedly.