The school leaders' speeches were really long and stinky. Xia Lan even felt that they were wasting their time, waiting for a crisis to break out.

The result is true.

A huge explosion burst out on the podium, and the leaders' speeches stopped abruptly. The sound of the blown microphone was amplified by the loudspeaker, making every student present frown.

The blood mist accelerated by the explosion sprayed everywhere, especially the group of students under the podium, whose faces were immediately stained with blood. Even the most well-prepared people could not help but be dumbfounded.

"Ah!!!" The sharp girl's scream sounded from the front, and it turned out that half of the broken head was smashed at her feet.

The gentle and kind smile of the school leader still remained on the frozen face.

"The atmosphere team has started working?" the dark-skinned girl next to Xia Lan raised her eyebrows and took off the long thing on her back that was tightly wrapped in cloth.

As the cloth was untied by her, what was revealed was a spear covered with patterns.

"Aren't you panicking?" Xia Lan smiled, looking at the sky that was already covered by a layer of red mist.

They are a granular magic substance with similar properties to fog, but can be locked in an area for a long time.

"There's nothing to panic, it's just a drill by the school." She replied, raising the corners of her mouth flamboyantly and arrogantly, revealing her long fangs.

Her pair of diamond-shaped snake eyes dilated slightly, as if she had entered another state.

"Is this really the Academy of Magicians?" Xia Lan asked his soul.
Chapter completed!