The cannon of rebirth, your uncle's ashes

Things developed a little too suddenly.

Even if Igor was always twisting his stomach, he still couldn't react at this juncture.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, but the oriole follows...

Igor, who was dragged up by the collar, didn't seem to notice the inexplicable crisis in front of him. He let the other party grab his collar with a look of being stunned, but he was thinking bitterly as if he was soaked in coptis water. with.

Sure enough, in a world above strength, strength is everything.

How many times have you played with your fate in the past, but in the face of real strength, you can only panic and worry about your own life, and seize every possible hope to seek a chance to survive.

Extremely embarrassed, a little aggrieved, but a little helpless.

Igor, the running god, didn't notice that a hidden and imprisoned desire hidden in his heart quietly poked his head out again.

The hand holding onto his neckline gradually tightened because of Eagle's silence, and the excessive restraint made it difficult for Eagle to breathe.

"What did you do to Teacher Du Ze!"

Some familiar voices revealed strong impatience, and they rang in my ears like thunder, but Igor turned his head in circles as if it was funny, but tried hard to remember where he heard it .

He tried hard to see who the other party was, but it seemed a bit too strenuous because of the confused smoke.

It's a bit cold, but there are some subtle concerns, and it looks very familiar to the old man just now... But I just met the dead old man today, I don't remember having contacted it before... I just arrived at Domis City at noon yesterday, The people I talked to were nothing more than Orend, Miha, Kane and his friends...

friend? !

His eyes widened suddenly, he kicked the person in front of him vigorously, and met a pair of dark blue pupils that were so cold that they almost froze.

"It's you……!"

"Cough...let...cough...let go of him..." A somewhat old voice sounded in the depths of the smoke, startling the two of them for a moment.

"Master Du Ze, how do you feel?" The person who was holding his collar loosened his hand slightly, as if he glanced at himself, judging that he was not threatening, he stretched out his hand and threw himself aside, by the way, no The warning of the slightest scruple, "Be honest!"

This guy... definitely recognized himself, right?Why is it still like this... I don't know you, don't flirt with me and dare to make a move that will kill you.

If you don't look at the face of the monk, you should also look at the face of the Buddha. Fortunately, that stupid guy Kane treats you as a friend, and you actually want to deal with it behind your back? !

For a while, Eagle, who didn't realize that he had nothing to do with Kane, was stubborn again regardless of the situation.

"I have to go on the first day of school! Hey, let me go to class!"

The person who was walking up to the old man and helping him up seemed to be irritated by this obvious provocation, his slender eyebrows were raised high, his thin lips were instantly pursed into a line, as if he might draw out a weapon at any time to completely kill this arrogant guy. Get rid of.

A somewhat old hand suddenly held Hidalai's hand subconsciously stretched towards the weapon beside him, shaking his head covered in various powders.

"Come, come, let him go."

Looking at the black-robed old man with some surprise, Hidalai hesitated for a moment, turned to Igor with a paralyzed face, his dark blue eyes couldn't see anything beside him, and the utterance was still a cold warning.

"Don't do anything superfluous."

Inexplicably annoyed, Eagle gritted his teeth secretly, turned his head and snorted coldly, and walked towards the door.

"You don't need to remind me! I understand better than you!"

After Eagle left, Hidalai lowered his head again to look at the old man resting against the cabinet with half-closed eyes.

"Master Du Ze..."

"There is no one else here, Xida, why are you so unwilling to get close to this old man? Sigh, when I was young, I would still chase after this old man and call him grandfather..."

A slight distress flashed across the black-haired man's face, as if he had thought about it carefully, and then said in the usual tone:

"...Master Grandfather."

"Haha! Xida, you are still the same as when you were a child hahahaha!"

"My lord grandfather, is it alright to let him leave here?" Seemingly unaware of the intimacy of a naughty old man, Hidalai ignored the wretched old man who was smiling to himself, and then turned his eyes to the mess, "What the hell did he do?"

"What did you do? Hehe, what he did was an earth-shattering event!" As soon as Eagle was mentioned, the old man's face instantly glowed with excitement, and with some difficulty he was supported by Hidalai. Standing up against the cabinet, walked a few steps forward with a cane, slowly bent down to pick up the notebook that fell on the ground, and patted it.

Above it was the picture that Eagle had been touched.

"Actually, I don't know what he did. But there is no doubt that the magic he activated is the ancient magic that I dug out from the ancient book a few days ago - the Holy Light Shield!"

"Ancient magic...wait a minute, ancient magic, you mean!" Realizing the meaning of Grand Teacher Du Ze's words, Rao Xidalai couldn't help showing a trace of shock on his face that had been indifferent all year round, and his forehead wrinkled A deep "Chuan" character, "How is this possible? Ancient magic has been proven to be unusable in the Dawn Continent after the Great War of Gods and Demons thousands of years ago. Derivative activation, how could someone suddenly be able to..."

"Yeah, so the old man doesn't know what he did..." The old man sighed with a serious face, looking at the picture in his hand with complicated eyes, "But, I have a hunch that this kid, maybe It can really open up some possibility for the current troubled magic world! Shida, send someone to find out his identity, but don't disturb him."

Hidalai nodded solemnly, and then asked with a little hesitation, "I understand...but, how does Grandpa want to deal with him?"

"Well, if you deal with it...ah, I just remembered that I really need an apprentice who can help with cleaning~"

Therefore, the decision about Iger in the dark room was still decided, and Iger, the focus of the discussion, didn't feel the lurking wind at all, and was immersed in the pain that all late students would face.

"Snapped!--"

On the podium, a burly man with muscles protruding all over his body raised his hand and slammed the wooden board that had been torn off from nowhere on the table, instantly stirring up a piece of sawdust.

"Scumbags! I'm Simon Akendo. Although I'm very impatient to greet you soft little bastards, I'm still here to teach you E-class scumbags by the order of the headmaster!"

As soon as the voice fell, maybe it was because of the other party's words with strong contempt, or maybe it was the eyes full of disdain, countless small discussions suddenly rose in the classroom, and many people directly cast their dissatisfied eyes on the podium strong man.

"Quiet! You scumbags among the most elite demon warriors in the future!" With another loud snort, the wooden plank in your hand hit the podium more and more impatiently, and the red light flashed by, instantly turning everyone around The brand-new tabletop was directly reduced to a pool of black ashes, floating in the air profusely.

As a result, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet. In the stepped space, everyone held their breath subconsciously. Perhaps because they were new students, the arrogant and arrogant eyes instantly changed to slightly panicked ones. Everyone looked at the pile of ashes on the podium and the burly human mentor standing in front of the ashes.

His eyes swept across the crowd with satisfaction, and the boredom on the face of the slender instructor Simon was somewhat reduced. A thick leg hooked over the huge chair beside him, and then stepped on the chair surface, and his thick fingers patted casually. Clap the wooden planks in the hands.

"Although you have also entered the St. Domis School of Magic and Martial Arts, this does not mean that you are destined to become the best magic warriors in the future! The school will not issue graduation certificates to students who do not meet the school's graduation standards! There are quite a few people who get their graduation certificates and go back to their hometown in desperation! You scumbags should plan for your future as soon as possible! If you can’t do it and face the situation of not being able to graduate in three years, it’s okay to drop out now In time!"

Perhaps because they were shocked by the instructor's performance just now, many of the teachers could not help but hesitate when they thought of the current class situation they were in.

Mentor Simon raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, then ignored the crowd in front of him, and turned his attention to Igor who had been ordered to stand by the wall since he entered the door.

"Hey, boy, what does it mean to be late on the first day of school! Seeing that you can't stand upright with all your bones, you kid fell down when you went out in the morning when you were blown by the wind!"

Although it is very uncomfortable to be reprimanded by such a ruthless, poisonous, powerful and irresistible mentor, but seeing other people bear such artillery fire, many people at the table seemed to be relieved and could not help but Because of the tutor's words, he laughed softly, and what's more, he repeated the tutor's words in a strange way.

In particular, the one responsible for the gunfire was an elf who could only barely enter Class E by virtue of his racial talent.

There is no place for the weak to survive. Even in this highest institution that claims to gather the most elites, this law still goes deep into everyone's heart.

Therefore, although the strong man on the podium frowned uncontrollably, he didn't say a word in the end.

This time, all the students sent by the major races directly entered the inner courtyard with powerful forces, and this elf, who was also an elf but could only enter the worst class in the outer courtyard, probably really just barely entered Saint Domis. The lucky ones of the academy.

Moreover, compared to such a few words of sarcasm, the discrimination and sarcasm you will encounter in the real magic and martial arts world will only be more serious. If you can't even afford the most basic discrimination due to strength, it's still early It is better to automatically withdraw from school.

Demon Warrior is just a glorious name, once one becomes one of them, the things one must face are no longer so simple.

Therefore, it can be said that under the acquiescence of the instructor, the eyes of everyone looking at Igor became more arrogant and contemptuous.

On the contrary, Igor kept his head down, standing in the corner without saying a word.

The strong man on the podium frowned even tighter.

"Look at the beautiful skin this guy is wearing, even among the elves, it is rare. Maybe some noble family sent some high-end taboos that they want to play with!" Who knows who suddenly laughed loudly. Attracting everyone's attention, I saw a male orc boy sitting in the back row crossing his legs and stepping on the edge of the table, shaking the chair. From the open front of his clothes, he could vaguely see the inside. She was wearing exquisite clothes that ordinary people could not afford to wear.

It seems that her family background is also very good, maybe she is also an orc noble.

Now it is not uncommon for the nobles to raise beautiful bans of various races. If they are powerful, they will also play with some alien magic warriors. possible.

For a while, other people subconsciously believed in it.

"Hey~ So you have house elves~"

Suddenly, a crisp voice suddenly sounded behind the teacher. The clear voice with a distinctive and clear accent gave people a refreshing feeling. If you listen carefully, you may even feel as if something is scratching gently in your heart. But because of his sudden appearance, the people around him broke into a cold sweat.

Isn't this the person just now... Why did he suddenly appear here? !

The instructor who had already turned his eyes away on the podium heard the sound and subconsciously glanced at the corner where the elf was standing, which was already empty, and then quickly shifted his eyes to Igor, who was standing next to the boy who spoke loudly. There was even a hint of shock.

This kind of speed... Even if it's due to racial talent, it shouldn't appear on an elf who just entered class E, right? !

And Igor didn't care about the astonished expressions of the others, with a trace of childlike innocence on his delicate face, he jumped off the table and landed right next to the boy, his slender body gently leaning against the boy Beside him, the smile on his face became more and more sincere and attractive, but his slender hands stretched out to the top of the opponent's hair. At the moment when the orc boy was obsessed with Igor's appearance, he grabbed the hair on the top of the opponent's head, Then he grabbed the opponent's head and slammed it on the table.

"boom--!!"

"Ow!!!"

There was a loud noise that was not inferior to the loud noise made by the tutor hitting the wooden board on the table. No matter what attitude they had before, all the people present would change their colors. However, the smile on Igor's face became more gentle and brilliant. If he hadn't heard him The wailing voice of the pale-faced orc boy in his hand, everyone would probably only think that it was an innocent and lovely elf.

"Hey, I'm asking you something~ Don't you keep pretending to be dumb when others ask you something!"

"Let go... let go... let go...don't let go...my father...won't...won't let you go!..."

"Hey...you won't let me go, it's too much, I asked you so gently, but you want your father to punish me... Really, it's annoying..."

Iger's smile continued to intensify the movements of his hands, and his slender fingers seemed to sink deep into the opponent's skin, firmly clasping them on the opponent's head.

Immediately, the noble boy who still wanted to show off his prestige wailed loudly in pain.

"Ahhh!...Woo...I was wrong...I was wrong...Let it go...I..."

"But you haven't answered my question yet. If you don't answer my question, I won't let you go even if I want to..." Igor looked down aggrievedly, his teary eyes were facing his face The tearful face of the orc boy who was pressed on the table said, "It's so pitiful...it must be very painful...hey, is your family really raising elves?"

"No...no...no..."

Mentor Simon on the podium looked at the confrontation between the two, and doubts flashed in his eyes. Orcs and elves of the same age and similar strength have their own racial talents. No matter how you say it, it shouldn't be the overwhelming situation now... And according to the current situation, if it doesn't work out, people will die. If I haven't misjudged the elf's aura for three years, maybe...

"Let go, kid!" Different from the previous scolding, this time the heavy drinking brought the pressure unique to the strong, which made many unsuspecting people cover their ears and cry out in pain, while Igor raised his head slightly , with a slight step on his feet, he jumped to a corner far from the center of the sound wave transmission in one step, but he didn't suffer too much damage.

Looking at the crooked students in the classroom, Simon on the podium couldn't help sighing secretly, but his eyes once again focused on the elf leaning leisurely in the teacher's corner.

This guy is not so tricky...