Magic!

Russell frowned slightly and asked tentatively:

"This research institute or secret base has not appeared in any public files. It should be a secret of the World Supernatural Council, right?"

"Yes." The clown didn't shy away from it at all. "This secret research institute is directly affiliated with the Supreme Council, and 001 will visit from time to time. The research institute itself is a powerful extraordinary object. It can not only fly thousands of meters high, but also activate in advance. Set rules.”

"These should be very important secrets. If you tell me directly like this, you don't expect me to leave alive?" Russell's tone became colder.

I am the protagonist. The more I put myself to death, the more I can escape with luck!

The wind chime, which took back one soul after another, waved at the clown and many guards:

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, we don't want to know any secrets!

"Can we take the initiative to undergo hypnosis, delete all memories in this building, and leave here safely?"

Russell dismissed the wind chime proposal:

"I don't trust their hypnosis on me. Who knows if they will take the opportunity to do something? And they won't accept it - deleted memories are not completely impossible to recover, and only the soul-stricken dead will never speak."

The clown still had a cynical smile on his lips:

"Very smart, Junior Russell. Since memory deletion is unreliable, what do you want?"

Russell strode forward. The young man was thin and thin, but his eyes were firm and resolute:

"My request is -

“I want to leave this secret institute with all my memories intact and return to the International Unified School of Magic and Supernatural.

"All curses and petrification effects I leave behind can be removed without causing permanent harm to the victim.

"I have the authority to tell the academy that the clown colluded with the Supreme Council, stole the academy's knowledge scroll, and violated the regulations by setting up a space door to the outside world in the academy.

"I also have the right to make public some of the dark sides I saw in the M3 Institute."

Bluebeard's eyes almost fell out of their sockets. He almost didn't believe his ears. He couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him would make such a condition.

Is this a provocation?

"Give me a reason to accept the above conditions." The clown shrugged, "Please always remember that standing opposite you is a representative of the entire supernatural world."

"My reason is..." Russell seemed to have returned to two years ago - when he first set foot in the academy, he faced the bullying of Black Feather by Master Bai and his younger brother, and argued with clear logic and arguments. The irrationality of the White Wolf Club’s initiation ceremony.

Every word he uttered was sonorous and powerful:

“What I will tell others is the truth, and telling the truth should be allowed.

“What I report is a thief, and the thief deserves to be punished—whether he is a thief on the roadside or a bureaucrat who stands at the top of the entire extraordinary world.

"The most important thing is that I have not committed any sin that should be compensated with my life, so of course I have the right to live.

"If there is such a person, all his demands are legitimate, then these demands should not be rejected - whether the person across the negotiating table is a desperate beggar, or the Supreme Council itself!"

Hundreds of guards formed a semicircle around Russell, assumed a fighting stance, and pointed their wands, staffs, rings and firearms at the slightly thin boy in front of him.

Bluebeard's mustache curled up in anger.

The clown bent down and laughed, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"Well said, young man!" The devil in his heart was moved by Russell's emotional words and praised him repeatedly.

As a demon driven by the desire for justice, what Russell said was the most irresistible line for Wang Xiaoming.

Feeling the instantly solidified atmosphere and the magic weapon pointed at him, Russell breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

The conflict has completely intensified.

What you want is this kind of emotional atmosphere!

Say what others dare not say, do what others dare not do, fight against the most powerful and invincible opponent, and risk death to survive. This is what the protagonist should do!

Snap, snap, snap.

The clown stopped laughing and clapped softly:

"Okay, that's great. If that's the case, I'll give you a chance.

"We will conduct a one-on-one magic duel according to the rules of many students in the academy when solving problems, as well as the oldest tradition. You are from the necromantic and life system, and you can let your contracted spirit come together.

"Defeat me, and then you can leave from here!"

As he spoke, the clown waved gently, signaling the guards surrounding Russell to retreat.

"What?" Blue Beard was extremely surprised, but he did not dare to dissuade this moody boss. He gestured desperately towards the clown, but was ignored.

The clown raised his hand and showed Russell the ring on his left index finger:

"You came in through the space door of the secret door of the Academy Villa, right? You should have discovered that for you, that space door is one-way, and can only allow you to enter the endless corridor, and finally come to Here, you can't turn around and go back.

"If you want to return to the academy villa, you need to use the ring on my left hand. I can use it to open a space door in the M3 Research Institute, the space tunnel connected to the secret door of the academy villa, so that you can return ."

Russell raised his eyebrows slightly:

"That is to say, as long as the space door in your villa has not been discovered, intruders under the orders of the Supreme Council can enter the academy from here at any time and bypass the protective barrier on the periphery of the Higher Academy. What an interesting arrangement. Woolen cloth."

The clown smiled and shrugged, agreeing with Russell's statement.

"Then, let the showdown begin."

Russell strode forward, and the shadows of three spiritual bodies appeared beside him.

…

Endless corridor space.

Row after row of bloody rule runes solidified in the air, shook, and then shattered one after another.

As one of the few legendary figures who stood at the pinnacle of the entire supernatural world, the old principal directly used his own power to shatter all the rules.

The undead woman who is the guardian of the endless corridor is currently surrounded by several teachers, the old principal, Clara and Subway, waving her hands in horror:

"I am just an extraordinary creature created by the power of the rules of the endless corridor. I don't even know the questions you ask...

"Yes, yes, a good-looking boy did come to this corridor just now. He has already cleared the level and gone to a deeper space...

"You have all cleared the level, I can send you away now!

"I really don't know where the Endless Corridor will lead after clearing the level, and I don't know who created me and this Endless Corridor space. I will only act according to the rules of this space."

The old principal turned his head and looked at the broken red rules words beside him, and sighed in an old voice:

"It's okay, I know.

"A very powerful force of order, even a fourth-year master, must abide by the rules of the corridor. If you are not careful, you may stay here forever.

"In this world, only one person can set rules of such high stature..."

The old principal stopped talking, and Black Amber and several other teachers were silent at the same time. Silence filled the air until Subway asked:

"Are you talking about...001?"

Inside the M3 Research Institute, the guards stepped back one after another to make way for the clown to walk towards Russell.

Looking at the young man with a faint blue light emitting from his hands and three shadowy spirits beside him, the clown said with a smile:

“Before our battle begins, I would like to remind you that I have never used my full strength in the academy.

"According to your preferred combat strength evaluation standard, my strength should be... uh, late fourth grade! I am also the strongest among all the fourth grade students in the academy."

Russell nodded slightly.

"If it's a one-on-one magic duel, then can't we use the power of Mr. Demon King?" Feng Ling used the contract connection to ask Russell in the psychic communication.

Russell did not answer, but poured the blood-red potion into his mouth.

The hot secret blood potion entered his stomach, and Russell felt as if there was a fire burning in his body. His spirituality climbed steadily, reaching the peak of the late third grade in an instant. After hesitating briefly in front of the bottleneck, he broke through again and barely reached the level of fourth grade. .

Looking at Russell, whose skin became rosy and his breath became much more swollen, the clown still had a smile on his lips and took out an MP3 player from his pocket:

"As a student of the Institute of Higher Education, you should know very well that transformation spells can transform one thing into another, and the closer the two are, the easier the transformation is.

"For example, this is an MP3..."

With a flick of the clown's wrist, the MP3 burst out with bright light, enlarged in size, and turned into an MP4 close to the size of a palm.

What is the clown doing? Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, wary of the clown's movements.

The next moment, the clown threw the MP4 in his hand into the air. The MP4 burst into deformation in the air again, and a submachine gun with a caliber of 9 mm and a total length of 680 mm fell into the clown's hands.

"This becomes the MP5 submachine gun."

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

The moment the words fell, the clown had already shot at Russell.

There was a faint glow flowing on the submachine gun, which was obviously enchanted. Every bullet in the air was emitting enchanted fluorescence, and even incorporeal ghosts would be destroyed by it.

"What the hell? Can an MP4 turn into an MP5 submachine gun? This is too weird!" Feng Chi couldn't help complaining loudly, but his body still followed Russell's spiritual commands honestly, creating one ghost after another. Pounce on the clown.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The ghost souls that were used as cover were hit by fluorescent bullets, and their souls were scattered. The surging soul wave swept through the entire hall like a strong wind.

Under the cover of the split soul, Russell used the extraordinary agility of a third-year expert to roll and dodge, dodging the first wave of shots.

"It's really troublesome when teleportation and illusion are banned." Russell muttered secretly in his heart.

A few bullets hit the ground and were embedded in the floor. This hard and thick floor was obviously strengthened by magic. It seemed to have experienced a long period of time and was rapidly corroding and softening. I couldn't imagine what would happen when these bullets hit the human body. .

While Russell dodged the bullet, the Sleeper flew towards the clown, grabbing at the clown with his pale spiritual claws.

The head sculptor, who looked like a snake-haired Medusa, also opened his eyes, with emerald-colored flames tumbling in his eyes.

The clown chuckled, threw the MP5 on the ground, stretched out his right hand and held it in front of him, and turned his wrist slightly.

There was just a bang, and in a cloud of mist, the spirit body that looked like Medusa's head turned into a small emerald green snake and fell to the ground with a plop.

The Sleep Devil, who originally pounced on the clown, turned into a storybook in the clouds and fell to the ground. There was a scary monster pattern on the cover, and the title was "The Scariest Bedtime Story - Leave a Lifelong Story for Children" "Shadow".

The main body of the wind chime and a dozen of its souls also turned into ghostly rag dolls amidst the banging sounds, losing their ability to move.

Group transformation!

At the same time, Russell was dragged by the mobile phone that turned on the airplane mode and quickly turned behind the clown.

This kind of multi-target group transformation is relatively easy to resist. Russell relied on his temporarily improved status to force an exemption and was not transformed!

A jet-black ray shot out from the young man's fingertips and headed towards the clown's back.

Exhaustion ray!

There is a level gap between the two sides. Russell does not believe that his death ray can kill the clown, so he can only settle for the next best thing and choose to weaken the opponent.

The clown has just released a powerful spell and is in a short spell-casting buffer period, unable to cast the most powerful spell!

The clown with a smile on his face felt the threat coming from behind and didn't even turn around. He just took out a handkerchief from his tuxedo jacket pocket and threw it behind him.

As the clown snapped his fingers, the white handkerchief quickly grew in size, and in an instant it turned into a white wall two meters high and seven or eight meters long.

The jet-black rays fell on the wall, only causing large black traces of corruption and festering to appear on the white wall, but failed to penetrate the wall.

Exhaustion rays are almost ineffective against non-living things!

Russell immediately understood what the clown had done——

Instead of turning the sherpa into a wall, he turned a wall somewhere into a handkerchief and stuffed it in his jacket pocket in advance, so that he could quickly release the spell when needed.

Behind the snow-white wall, the clown explained his abilities in a dark and full voice as a commentator:

"You should have heard that the core professional course for the fourth grade in the Department of Transfiguration and Transformation is enchantment. But in fact, that is not an important ability. The most important thing is that in the fourth grade, after combining the principles of enchantment, transformation magic will Be strengthened in all aspects.

"For example, you can transform other creatures. For example, the duration of transformation is greatly increased or even made permanent. Another example is..."

The clown raised his left hand and gently touched the half of his face that was not wearing a mask before using his ability to transform himself.

Become the most powerful person he has ever seen.

On the other side of the wall, Russell raised his right leg and kicked out toward the wall in front of him.

A hole seemed to be torn out of the space, and the silver-white invisible dimensional blade was kicked out directly by Russell.

This is the dimensional slash from the dimensional ring!

The thick wall was cut into two halves, and the clown behind the wall was still frozen in his left hand stroking his cheek.

With a splash, the clown's upper body fell to the ground.

He was cut off by Russell.

Although this kind of cut in half will not actually kill the opponent, it does cause some substantial damage and will undoubtedly significantly weaken the target's combat effectiveness.

There was a bit of joy in Russell's eyes.

Almost at the same time, the body of the wind chime, which had been turned into a rag doll and lost its mobility, finally broke free from the shackles of transformation by relying on its third-grade personality. With a bang and clouds, it transformed back into the original ghost girl. form.

It's just a pity that the dozen souls and the other two contracted spirits cannot break free from the shackles of the new form, and they may have to maintain the transformed form for a long time.

Great, the wind chime has also changed back, which adds another fighting power... As soon as this thought flashed through Russell's mind, he saw a faint glimmer of light emanating from the clown who had been chopped in half.

The clown's skin quickly changed color and turned into a material that was almost like wood.

What was cut into two pieces on the ground was no longer a clown, but a wooden alchemy puppet, the kind that can be purchased in the trading area of ​​the academy's official website.

The alchemy doll returned to its original appearance and automatically sent out an advertisement:

"The White Wolf Club's exclusive online store has recently launched enchanted concentrated sulfuric acid, which can easily melt steel! Block the mouth of the alchemy doll to cancel personalized advertising services."

I bought it at the White Wolf Club online store!

From the pocket of the trousers of this alchemy doll wearing a tuxedo and cut off at the waist, a pocket version of the clown slowly flew out.

Reduction!

Russell immediately understood that the clown he fought with before was not his true form at all, but an alchemy doll that the clown turned into his own image. The real clown shrank and hid in the fake clown's pocket.

The pocket-sized mini clown floated in the air, raised his left hand again, and touched the left cheek.

Suddenly, a shimmering light burst out from the mini clown's body and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the light man grew to nearly 1.9 meters and turned into a tall man holding a cane.

The Joker transforms himself into the most powerful super being he has ever seen——

001!

Although he didn't know what kind of creature the clown had transformed into, Russell had already jumped forward the moment the pocket clown appeared.

"Now, Mr. Wang Xiaoming!"

Russell, who was almost jumping in front of the clown, had a swirling red vortex on his left chest, and a thick dark arm stretched out.

The Demon King's right claw grabbed directly at the clown, the claws burning with red fire of the abyss.