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"Are you okay? I will cheer for you!"

At this moment, Phoebe looked at the "male god" who appeared beside her, and sighed heavily. The fuse of everything was this guy.

"Samuel, because of you, both of us are gone now, you bastard."

The handsome guy named Samuel looked confused, why was he scolded all of a sudden?What does it mean that there are two more people who are going to die?Isn't "Arakma" a one-on-one showdown?There's no need to bet your life, right?

He was in the class next door, and the two classes would sit together only in big classes, because he was extremely handsome and strong, so he was admired by the girls in the two classes.

Among them, Phoebe was not included, because she knew herself well and never looked at this person directly.

As for the meaning of having no two people, only Phoebe knows it.

She must kill Iba today, because she will die sooner or later, as long as Her Majesty Fred is summoned again, as long as someone calls out that she is the tail of the crane, her career as a dead person will come to an end.

"Of course, if you're lucky, only one person will die."

This sentence, Samuel understood.

"You mean, if you are lucky, you will win? Come on, I believe..."

"No." Phoebe shook her head: "It's not that I'm lucky and I will win, but that she is lucky and she will win. The only one is me."

After all, she didn't know if she could still draw that coincident psychic circle, although she rubbed it back and tried to memorize it, and even took notes.

"???"

Samuel was completely clueless.

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Volume 376 Tracing Volume: Chapter 140 Chapter [-] IX Draw Again

The Grand Theater is located on the north side of the School of Psychics, and most of the students' classrooms are on the south side. It still takes a little time to walk there.

This also led to a group of people on the road attracting many spectators. In the long years, there are not many interesting things in the world of the dead, and fighting is one of them.

It would be even better if the other party disappeared after hitting.

The thought of a guy who can't even be a dead person, and simply ceases to exist completely, this kind of thing makes many guys who are psychopathic because of time happy.

When the two masters arrived at the grand theater, more than half of the audience was sitting in the stands. This level of excitement was second only to the opening ceremony of the School of Spirituality.

Iba is very satisfied with this, she has to admit that she is a vain person, this kind of big scene, and the ending that must win, is simply a stage specially arranged for her.

She can't wait to see the other party's ending in her own hands, and all the audience are shouting wildly, making decisions for her-by then, her every move will receive considerable attention.

This must also include the object of her admiration, Samuel.

Thinking of these, she was very excited.

"Phoebe, let's get started!"

Phoebe stood opposite her, not as helpless or ugly as she imagined, all she could see was a bit like a walking dead.

However, the dead are like the walking dead like a professional counterpart?

No matter how you think about it, Phoebe will die. She is already in a state of no mercy at the moment. She is going to die anyway. There is nothing to be excited about.

Faced with this inescapable and hopeless disappearance, Phoebe surprisingly felt peaceful in her heart.

If counted according to her age, she has actually "lived" in Asdralo for a long time.

"can we start?"

The magistrate is a teacher from the academy. Both Iba and Phoebe know each other. This teacher teaches history, and he is always a little naughty. He especially likes to nostalgia for the ancient times.

As for where the ancients drew the boundaries, he didn't figure it out himself, but kept pushing the time limit forward because of research.

"I can start!"

Iba announced impatiently.

On the other side, Phoebe slowly raised her hand.

"Report, I'm applying for a psychic ritual."

The voice was not loud, but perhaps because the words were too impactful, the entire theater seemed to be silent in an instant.

"She said a psychic ritual?"

"She hasn't graduated yet..."

"Psychic ceremony? The probability of responding should be very low."

"Maybe it's just a last-ditch fight?"

After a brief silence, the stands were full of discussions.

"This guy, is stealing the limelight again?!"

Iba's understanding of this is this, and she shouted loudly: "Don't delay the time at the end of the crane! You don't know the psychic ritual at all, what are you pretending here?!"

"It's disgusting!"

Phoebe glanced at Iba, the kind of eyes that looked like seeing a dead person in life made Iba's heart skip a beat.

The referee teacher was very conscientious, and did not say what to do because of the tail of the crane. In the sacred "Akrama", these reasonable requirements are the rights and interests of the participants, which are sacred and inviolable. Even if it is difficult to complete, they must be given opportunities.

"Phoebe, you can prepare your psychic ritual until the time in this hourglass runs out."

"Thank you."

Phoebe looked at the hourglass that the referee teacher took out. Generally speaking, it takes two hours to complete a replacement of the up and down time in this hourglass.

In other words, Phoebe had a full two hours to prepare for this psychic ceremony.

She took out the small book hidden in her pocket, which contained some hints about the appearance of the psychic circle that was accidentally born yesterday.

Then, he took out the spiritual pen that he had prepared long ago, and began to outline on the flat ground.

As a result, a group of viewers watched Phoebe live and watched a little rookie complete the psychic ceremony, and it seemed that this rookie couldn't complete the psychic circle alone, so he had to read a book while doing it.

It's really been a long time since I've seen you, a group of people watched a newbie 'playing around'.

This seemingly boring thing did not arouse the dissatisfaction of the dead, but added a handicap in the audience, and most of them put their treasure on "failure of psychic communication".

Iba gritted her teeth in anger, she felt as if her stage had been defiled.

"You will have no chance of being my slave later! I decided to make you disappear completely!"

Phoebe didn't hear Iba's yelling out of embarrassment, she had to devote all her energy to restoring the previous magic circle.

Reenacting it again, it was much more difficult than when she secretly drew the magic circle. Just when there was only a little bit left in the hourglass and many audience members of the dead began to doze off, Phoebe finally completed the psychic ceremony circle.

Now, all that's lacking is activation.

"Looks like you're ready, Phoebe."

The referee teacher squinted at the "terrible" psychic circle on the ground.

"What kind of psychic circle is this? What is it calling for?"

Even though he, as a history teacher, is a member who has contributed to the annals of the transformation of the psychic circle, such a person can't find the corresponding pattern of the psychic circle in his mind.

In any case, as long as Phoebe succeeds, it is a good thing. Maybe he can find a new channel for psychic rituals and be able to contact other existences.

This is very important for the psychic academy, and it is the fastest way to increase combat power.

"Ready."

Phoebe nodded, and filled in the last stroke with the psychic pen.

"Om-!"

Without warning, a pitch-black door appeared.

……

Si You had a good night's sleep here, laying leisurely on the bed and sketching out the blueprint of the future Blue Star—in fact, enclosing land on the crystal plate's world map, and didn't care which country those no-man's lands belonged to. , he arranged some known races and races that might appear one by one.

YY doesn't break the law, let alone, after he lights up all the maps, he really feels an unusual sense of accomplishment.

And just as he was planning how to allocate the sky, the big roulette wheel for the lottery appeared before his eyes again.

"Sure enough, it's another lottery..."

If a different character is drawn, will it be Phoebe who summoned me this time?Or someone else?

The roulette started to spin crazily, and after tens of seconds, it slowly stopped. This time, Si You was staring at who the roulette finally landed on.

The pointer slowly passed several liches, crossed the banshee and the death knight, and finally stopped on a minority group.

You ask how Si You knew that the other party was a minority?

Behind each name on the roulette is the background of the other party.

Siyou's draw this time is precisely the minority group in Nakmanser, the arthropods that serve the spider mother Eris.

"Abyss Lord Asidor."

Volume 377 Retrospective Volume: Chapter 150 Chapter [-] The Enlisted King

"Fuck-!"

Accompanied by the sound of something being roughly torn apart, the black psychic gate on the field once again expanded its size.

Now it is basically far beyond the scope of the psychic circle drawn by Phoebe.

"A huge gate?"

The referee teacher's throat kept rolling. If he still had so much saliva as a dead person, he must be swallowing constantly.

The audience in the surrounding stands had already exploded.

"My God! What's that?"

"Should we... want to take refuge first?"

"Is that just psychic art?"

"No, no, will the guy made by the psychic be this big?!"

All this is somewhat beyond their cognition.

Even if Phoebe just channeled out of the gate itself, it would still be shocking enough, because it was unprecedented!

As the first psychic to psychic out of such an item as the "gate" instead of the dead person himself, he will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

The referee teacher is already thinking about the "annals of history" at this moment.

As for what else popped out of the gate?

When the door was found to be open, and something could be vaguely felt inside to break through the black vortex in the middle of the open door, the brows of everyone present could not help but twitch slightly.

"Did a giant monster come out of the psychic?"

Even as a dead person, the referee teacher doesn't think there will be such an outrageous thing...

"Crack-!"

Suddenly, everyone present could feel a sudden tightness in their chests, accompanied by the sound of glass being smashed, the vortex in the huge door was like syrup stuck in a pot, as if something was protruding from it, and This sticky feeling is trying to prevent the things inside from coming out.

"This...this is..."

The referee teacher was completely shocked. In any case, this matter has gone beyond the scope of normal "Akrama" handling.

Of course "Akrama" will not stop, because it is sacred, without the consent of both parties, it must continue as scheduled.

But now, if the thing in that door really comes out...

The referee teacher was stunned for a moment, as if nothing happened. After the things in the door came out, would Phoebe not be able to beat Iba?

Obviously not, something that "sighted people" can see.

And as for Iba's life and death... Never mind, that's not something he considers, let the guy who has a good relationship with Iba think about it!As a teacher of the psychic academy, he only cares about what the dean needs now.

That must be no ordinary Ibba, but Phoebe who has a strange achievement in spiritism!

"Fuck-!"

"Fuck-!"

There was another blast like an electric arc, and under the terrified eyes of everyone, the shackles of the vortex were broken free.