You call this the mastermind?

The pirate leader was temporarily trying to win over new allies to join the next action, while the senior officials of Fort Saint Grant were clearly divided into different positions on the campus to deploy defenses.

At this time, a translucent protective shield had slowly risen at the school boundary, and finally gathered into a huge defensive barrier like an inverted bowl.

In addition, magic traps that solidified into a ball, magical animals in captivity, alchemical puppets that looked like dead objects, and even secular firearms and cannons with special magic attached to them, etc., were also continuously operating from various areas of the school.

The number was huge, and it was more than enough to assemble and match a wizard army.

"A large-scale sea blockade cannot last at all, especially when there are reinforcements from outside. As long as we survive tonight, the enemy should retreat."

A professor was telling some senior students who had no war experience about the current situation.

"The main force of this attack is the deep-sea race. The cheapest cannon fodder among the sea race is the fishman. These things are easy to deal with, but there are many of them, and their bodies can be converted into nutrients for the sea race to perform tidal magic after death."

"Your task is to use all means to clear them out. Don't let them get close to the range of Saint Grant Fort within a kilometer. The other troubles will naturally be handled by the teachers."

"However, it should be noted that..."

As the fleet on the sea surface slowly approached, the busy atmosphere around the school boundary became more and more intense and tense.

However, just as everyone looked serious and waited for the fleet to arrive at the port area, a large number of fish-headed monsters suddenly appeared under the sea near the island. They were densely packed, and there were many more than ten meters tall!

A group of old professors used some kind of reconnaissance magic to clearly see everything near the coast, so they looked solemn, but they didn't feel much pressure, because this was completely expected.

No matter how large the sea tribe's attack is, they will first choose to use the cannon fodder fishman army to die, otherwise it will be difficult for their race magic to be used.

So in the early stage of this attack, they don't need to be nervous about anything -

This can be said to be the consensus of all the defenders of Saint Grant Fort.

But what they didn't expect was that with a deep horn sound that seemed to come from the inside of the abyss, the sky above their heads suddenly dimmed!

Dark clouds gathered and strong winds swept. Similar scenes happened not long ago.

But the difference is that at a certain moment, a huge dark blue giant leg like a mountain range slowly emerged from the depths of the heavy dark clouds, and then the foot that covered the sky and the sun, like the sky falling, trampled towards the island below with strong winds!

The wind was surging and fierce, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer. Before the foot stepped firmly, an astonishing pressure had already squeezed the buildings outside the protective shield and cracked them one after another.

The wizards in the school were horrified, and the wands in their hands subconsciously shot various colors of magic light at the foot, which continued without stopping, but did not shake its speed at all!

Finally, the huge foot slammed on the translucent protective shield!

A sound like an earthquake suddenly sounded, and the earth was indeed shaking.

Fortunately, although there were obvious cracks in the protective shield, they were repaired in an instant.

But before the wizards could be happy for long, the second giant leg had already emerged from the dark clouds.

Along with it, there was a terrifying giant face that poked its head out of the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, with long green hair like seaweed sticking and scattered, and a single eye that was hideous and bloodshot, and it looked extremely terrifying when it looked down.

"Sea giants? Aren't they extinct!?"

The species that existed in history textbooks appeared in front of people again, looking up at each other, and many people were completely panicked.

Mountain giants, sea giants, and lava giants are the three most famous giants in ancient times.

The reason they are famous is not because they have done something great, but because they are too big, or in other words, their presence is too strong.

When human wizards face them, they are like ants facing humans. Most of the means they use to hit them are almost the same as tickling, and they will not even notice it.

At the same time, their physical and even magical defenses are also very strong, and their minds are as dull and invulnerable as stubborn stones.

They are like walking disasters. As long as they enter the human gathering place, they will inevitably cause a large number of deaths.

And now, this disaster has actually come to Fort Saint Grant...

It is obviously a terrifying species active in the Magic Tide Era, why did it appear here?

No one knows the answer, but this group of knowledgeable educators clearly understand that if this thing cannot be solved, the defense of Fort Saint Grant will inevitably be crushed in the next short time!

"There are still ten dragon hunting crossbows in the warehouse."

In a high tower somewhere in the school, Principal Browning was concentrating on brewing a black lightning with his palm.

Next to him was the white-bearded vice-president, staring at the huge figure slowly descending outside the window, his tone very solemn.

"But this monster has a very strong vitality. I'm afraid that the protective barrier will be broken before we kill it."

"The group of devil bees raised in the Cursed Forest should be able to deal with it, but without them, we will no longer be able to stop the spread of the forest."

"Croft can use the flip cube to transfer it to another place, but this thing can only be used once..."

"Did Marcelino say anything?" Principal Browning asked without looking up, staring at the lightning in his palm.

"Not yet."

"Then ask the heir to try and try to avoid losses."

The vice-principal hesitated, but finally nodded.

Although they had felt how powerful the heir's power was before, they did not put all their hopes on it.

After all, the invasion came from a large army and had been planned for a long time.

No one could be sure how much effect the heir's power based on Fort Saint Grant would have, and whether it would be weakened because of the impact on the school.

On the other hand, after all, it is one of the top schools in the wizarding world. They are not like a child in urgent need of protection, who can do nothing except rely on others.

Moreover, the powers that the heir had shown before had already made some people have other thoughts. If he was asked to continue to exert his power, his prestige would definitely be even greater, which would not be good for the normal operation of the school in the future.

So even though they had reached a tacit understanding to jointly resist the enemy, the principal was unwilling to "disturb" the other party unless it was absolutely necessary.

But now, he didn't have the heart to worry too much.

...

When the outside world was in a panic, Melen was in the suitcase space, casually scanning the huge school map in front of him.

He could not feel the existence of any danger here, and there was no abnormal phenomenon on the map for the time being.

Therefore, when the school sent a message for help, Melen was still a little surprised.

But despite this, he took out a golden scepter from the desk drawer without hesitation.

When he became the heir, he received a total of three items.

A suitcase, a golden scepter, and a pendant.

The existence of the suitcase is magical and is considered the most important inheritance, while the golden scepter is a powerful means to protect this school.

However, because all this information was learned from the limited length of the letter, not only outsiders are uncertain about how much the scepter can do, but Melen himself is also uncertain.

So even though he had promised the Holy Spirit Jonah that he would do his best to protect the school, Melen also mentioned that he could not guarantee the effect.

And now, when he inserted the scepter in his hand into a "hole" in the gap of a bookcase according to the "instructions", but found no reaction.

Melen even suspected that this "mechanism" had fallen into disrepair and became useless?

But when he turned around and looked at the map, his worries disappeared temporarily.

Because silently, the large linear buildings on the map began to wriggle and reorganize rapidly.

It seemed that the whole school was changing its form!

This change could not be detected in the suitcase, but the effect it caused in the outside world was extremely strong.

The sea general who commanded the attack, the pirate leader lurking on the island, the solemn wizard professor, the internal spy who was ready to move.

Even the absent-minded principal Browning... Everyone was instantly attracted to the attention, and then their faces were shocked.

Just because the space is shrinking, everything around is shrinking rapidly.

Including the sea giant, including them!

Everything in the distance is rapidly getting bigger and blurry, and the invisible space turbulence makes the light colorful. At this moment, no matter what they thought before, people have no time to care about it.

Instead, they are full of shock and vigilance, but confused about the current situation.

Until they see a face in the sky, which is even bigger than the previous sea giant, looking down from the "sky".

"This, this is-"

Principal Browning, whose palm is still brewing black lightning, stood in the tower, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, and was completely stunned.

"Is this the heir?"