"The sun, which is transformed into thunder, rises slowly in the sky at noon, and takes away the light of the Sun God."

This is a great description of mythological epics recorded in long ancient poems, and is a witness to ancient humans. However, this unrealistic and terrifying phenomenon sounds more like the imagination of ancient people.

It is commonly known as the mouth-breaking gun.

However, just as the bondage in the dark was liberated, the blazing white thunder burst out of thin air and tore through the void, turning into a powerful storm and blowing violently, just like an epic myth that descended into the real world.

The dark ground like ruins around was unveiled and rolled upside down by the blazing white lightning shock waves, but was immediately strangled into dusty particles by the power contained in the thunder and lightning storm.

Due to its powerful ionization, these particles rotate at high speed and emit crystal light, like tiny bullets, even the air is penetrated and makes a series of dense and muffled sounds.

Dior, with long brown hair, suddenly opened his eyes in the center of the thunder and lightning storm, and the carbon black wall behind him shattered.

You can clearly see a trace of blazing white arc radiating towards all directions with him as the center, and the surrounding space was violently ionized by the lightning emitted from his body.

These seemingly subtle and narrow electric arcs actually contain extremely terrifying piercing power. Even if an alloy steel plate is rubbed into it, it will easily penetrate.

The violent force was raging like a hurricane. The dark ground like a ruin was uncovered by large pieces, then it was blown into the air and torn apart by the violent force, turning into a dark and blazing storm.

The moment Dior opened his eyes from the thunder and lightning storm, his eyes passed through the chaotic layers of space and shot directly into Qin Ye.

He stretched out his hand and slowly and firmly pulled out the rocket launcher that pierced his chest. His eyes did not blink throughout the whole process, and his cold eyes stared at Qin Ye.

He immediately turned around and threw it, and with an extremely fierce momentum, he projected the rocket launcher wrapped in blazing lightning towards the direction where Qin Ye was.

The terrifying momentum seemed to be shattering the space where Qin Ye was.

Like a blazing white spear, the rocket launcher pierces space and time, and it almost instantly arrives at Qin Ye's eyebrows.

But the next moment, such a terrifying spear, rocket launcher suddenly hovered three inches from Qin Ye's eyebrows, and could no longer push it.

A black flame like a veil and black mist was released from Qin Ye in a hazy way, as if he had opened a wall of flames to block the spear, and then the spear began to rotate at a high speed at an extremely terrifying speed.

Rumble ~

Because of the violent burst, blazing white arcs on the spear rocket launcher rushed around like small snakes, and the surrounding air burst out continuously, like rolling thunder.

But no matter how the spear rocket launcher explodes into the explosive power contained in it, the dark flame curtain wall like a veil and black fog is like a natural barrier, a place it can never penetrate.

Even the terrifying burning that penetrated from the dark flame curtain wall was constantly melting the spear, and the bazooka was immediately shortened inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye until it completely disappeared intovisible.

Qin Ye raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes also looked at the young man with long brown hair in the distance through the chaotic storm.

Dior walked out of the thunder in one step, and dazzling thunder and lightning flowed all over his body. His pupils turned from the red gold to a cold white color at the moment the Spirit of Word opened. It was the thunder and lightning that flowed in his eyes.

His long brown hair danced wildly, with subtle electric arcs storming on it, just like the legendary Thunder God walked down from the temple to blew out the terrifying power of thunder and lightning to judge the world.

Indra, the Spirit of Words.

This verb spirit named after the Buddhist god Shakyathihuan Indra has always been a quasi-taboo-like language spirit in the archives of the Secret Party. Its history can be traced back to the age of mythology, which was the great privilege of heroes in mythological epics and the authority of gods.

And this is the exclusive spirit Dior has.

At this moment, with Dior as the center, blazing white arcs twisted around him and stuck in the void. The edge of the hollow caused by the rocket launcher's piercing, he could see countless fine granulations growing like tentacles, and even sticking to fine arcs. Every time the arc passes through the granulation, the flesh and blood will flow out a tough luster.

What a perverted repair this is, it is like a powerful pure blood reviving slowly.

"Boy, have you played enough?"

Dior raised his head and looked directly at Qin Ye with a cold look.

As a member of Beowulf, he has never been so embarrassed. Not only was he defeated with a punch, but he was even shot on the wall by a rocket launcher. Even if the other party was a boy like the Dragon King, the other party's strength was obviously weakened to the extreme. As a member of Beowulf's clan, he would never allow himself to end in such humiliation.

Beowulf's ancestors were glorious about slaying dragons. Even the most powerful dragons were just food for their family. They drank the delicious dragon blood, just like warriors drinking spirits.

And this boy like the Dragon King must have flowed his dragon blood on his body, so it is even more delicious.

His blood boiled again, and the thunder and lightning surged around him were like a tsunami, and the sound of a dragon and tiger roar came. His right foot stomped on the ground again, and his whole body shot out. From a distance, it looked like a violent lion composed of lightning and lightning slammed towards Qin Ye.

The fist wrapped around thunder and lightning exploded in front of Qin Ye almost instantly.

Qin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and the flame curtain wall of his body like a veil and black fog rose.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dior's violent fist hit the flame-like curtain wall, like a small stone smashing into the lake water, causing ripples, and it was impossible to penetrate the curtain wall at all. It was even eroded by the scorching force attached to it, and the fist was burning with hissing sound.

Scarlet and iron-blue blood splattered from the waving fist, but the next moment it was evaporated by the blazing high temperature, and only the strong and smoldering smell of blood spread.

"I don't believe it can't be broken!"

Dior's white eyes narrowed into an extremely fierce and ferocious arc. The next moment, the violent thunder and lightning power centered on him burst out from him. His fists were as dazzling as two meteorites, and they smashed towards the curtain wall surrounding Qin Ye again.

"The wood is big and the wood is big!"

He became completely violent.

A long brown hair danced like a madman, and blazing white lightning shot violently from his body, like thick giant pythons, stirring up the space, and the void was torn into huge spider-web-like cracks.

The terrifying waves of air began to shake up layer by layer, and the dark ground exploded in a spiral shape, suddenly turning into a storm of death swept across all directions.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

The students around him shouted in horror as they looked at the death storm that was advancing towards them.

At the moment when Yan Jielu was liberated, their own mixed blood power was truly activated, and the power of Yan Ling exploded. It was the power of the double revival that pulled them back from the line of life and death.

It seemed like a terrible nightmare. In the dream, they fought fiercely with the tyrant-like boy, but they were defeated to the extreme until they woke up at this moment.

They all looked at Qin Ye with complicated faces.

Even though they didn't know what was going on in a coma, they realized that it was Qin Ye's men who were showing mercy. This boy who should have been as cruel as the Dragon King did not kill them.

"President, how could that cruel Dragon King show mercy to us?"

Kane looked at the fist mark on his chest. He thought that the attack would directly make him explode inside and out. But at the moment he fainted, he did feel it clearly, but he didn't expect that there would be a moment of waking up.

But as soon as Kane finished speaking, his head was shining as if William was bald and slapped him on the back of his head, "What Dragon King, bastard, that's your junior!"

"Yes, yes! Junior!"

Kane touched the back of his head and nodded in a silly manner.

The students around them also followed suit with lingering fear.

No matter what, Qin Ye did not take their lives as soon as possible, otherwise they would have become corpses now.

"All of this is the provocation of the murderer behind the scenes. He is the most damn person! Brothers! Find me those who can stand up. Dig the mouse three feet into the ground and let the junior whip the corpse!"

William was like a bully, with a shiny forehead, and there was no elegance of a British gentleman. But it was at this moment that he truly showed his majesty as the president of the Student Union of the Second Society of Cassel College.

"yes!"

At this moment, regardless of whether it was the Student Union or the Lions Club, they all subconsciously said in unison.

The moment William turned around, he turned his head and looked deeply at Qin Ye behind the curtain wall. He immediately took his group to evacuate the moment before the death storm swept over.

Before leaving, he did not forget to carry away the Feng Mo Xiaoyue, who was still fainting.

...

"The wood is big and the wood is big!"

The whole of Wat Alheim echoed with the fierce and violent boxing sound of Dior.

On the huge electronic screen, almost all the screen was full of dazzling white lightning. The electronic screen was originally a 3D effect. At this moment, the teachers and students present only felt that the fists condensed by lightning were about to bombard the screen, and they even subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Everyone was stunned to look at the inheritor from the Beowulf family.

Only a very small number of people in the academy know that Dior has such a high-risk thunder and lightning attribute Indra, because its power is truly terrifying.

The releaser is covered with blazing lightning, and the high-voltage lightning released can highly ionize the surrounding space. Even a powerful electric field can charge all the liquid droplets close to, and the huge repulsive force between the same-sex charges can also rebound the opponent's attack.

Of course, the most terrifying thing about this Yan Ling is the power that penetrates. To put it bluntly, it is the real injury in the game. No matter how thick the armor you stack, the thunder and lightning power stimulated by the Yan Ling can penetrate those armors and act directly on the opponent's body.

It is also like God bringing the wrath of judgment to the human world, which is the privilege of mythical heroes. Now that this privilege is in the hands of Dior, it is like the reincarnation of the god Shakyathihuan Indra.

"Principal, it seems that our S-level may not be able to hold on. Should we go up and stop it? Otherwise, it will inevitably lead to both sides being injured and both sides will be in trouble." Mans said with some palpitations.

Indra has a huge load on the body, which not only consumes the release of the physical strength and spirit, but also causes bleeding in the body, and even produces severe unstable emotions, such as cruelty, madness, and bloodthirsty.

Dior is undoubtedly terrifying in this state. He even used this explosive combat power to kill a three-generation species that had recovered for a while.

Now Qin Ye's strength is also furying and will be greatly weakened in the future. Faced with Dior's outbreak, he may not be able to withstand it. Once he suffers a heavy blow or even an accident, this is what he does not want to see.

"Yes, in fact, everything we have misunderstandings with S-level. As William said, the most urgent thing is to find the mouse in secret." Manstein and Guderian also spoke one after another.

They are not pedantic people. Qin Ye subconsciously vented his anger on the academy because his mother was shot and died of an accident, so he made an extreme reaction to the academy. Although Kassel Academy is very important to them, it is nothing compared to regaining this dragon king-like boy.

If Qin Ye can be saved, so what if the academy is destroyed ten times, because Qin Ye is the real treasure.

Especially through this devastating disaster, they realized the horror of this boy. If Qin Ye could join their dragon-slaying camp in the future, it might really set off the dark night of the dragon clan.

What happened between them now is caused by misunderstandings, and based on evidence, Qin Ye's mother Xia Xiaohe is most likely to be in a state of fake death, which is also an important factor in their confidence in reconciliation with Qin Ye in the future. In addition, the murderer deliberately misleads it. What is the conspiracy that the deceitful guy is going to do, so at the critical moment, it is necessary to find the killer behind the scenes and figure out the reason for all this.

"I think you should focus on the boys of the Beowulf family."

Anger drank a sip of red wine and carefully savored the taste of the aged Rafite was indeed good.

Everyone was filled with a stern heart, "Good guy, can the S-level explosion still explode?"

And just as this thought arose in their minds—

Outside, Dior's thunderous fists kept hitting down, and a spiral vortex suddenly appeared in the flame curtain wall that rose in front of Qin Ye, like a disorder caused by sudden overdrawing of power.
To be continued...