Beast Summoner

Bartlett frowned and thought, but did not give Fexinli any reply.

The entire Arena of Light was buzzing with people, but they were all condemning Li Zhenbang. Li Zhenbang had to die to apologize to clear the saint's innocence, and the scene seemed to be getting out of control.

Suddenly everyone felt their bodies stiffen. They opened their mouths but made no sound, as if someone had strangled their necks. The temperature of the entire venue increased sharply, and everyone felt as painful as holding a burning stove in the dog days of summer.

There was another person next to Li Zhenbang at this moment, and this person was surrounded by flames. The flames on this person were not the usual red, but a bluish color. The person who came was none other than the national master of the Carlo Empire.

Fire Holy Magister, Li Zhenbang’s master—Delileka.

As soon as Delileka appeared, the Sāoluàn Arena of Light instantly became quiet. The people who were clamoring just now seemed to have disappeared, and no one dared to say another word. They all had a feeling that if they dared to speak more

If you say a word, you may be burned to ashes in an instant.

Seeing Delileka unleashing his momentum without hesitation, Bartlett's expression turned ugly. This was the territory of the Holy See. The national masters of the Carlo Empire were showing off their power here, and no one would feel good about it.

"Delileka, you are so majestic!" A cold voice resounded throughout the audience. Everyone couldn't help but shiver. The hot feeling just now was gone, replaced by a somewhat cold feeling. One was hot and the other was cold.

The alternation caused many people to sneeze involuntarily.

An old man in black robe slowly stood up from the referee's seat. When Bartlett saw the man standing up, he secretly screamed something bad. The old man in black robe was none other than the second elder of the Holy See and the head of Shura Hall.

Lord North.

The old man in black robe has black hair, cyan eyes, white goatee, and a fleshy face, which gives people a weird and terrifying feeling at first glance.

"Who are you? How dare you call me by my first name? Don't you want to live?" Delileka looked at the old man in black robes warily. This man gave him a dangerous aura.

"I am the master of the Holy Holy See's Shura Hall. People usually call me the second elder or the master of the hall." North looked at Delileka with a half-smile.

"North...I didn't expect you to be alive!" Delileka couldn't help but take a breath when hearing the introduction of the old man in black robes, and couldn't help but say what he was thinking.

North himself has never met Delileka, but before Delileka and Yang Bing became saint-level powerhouses, he was already a terrifying saint-level powerhouse that was talked about by everyone in the entire continent.

I'm afraid North's deeds can't be written in several books, but all the stories show one thing, that is, North's strength is so powerful. North is a sharp blade that protects the interests of the Holy See.

Any person or organization that wants to rebel against the Holy See will receive his ruthless blows and bloody suppression.

If the Pope represents the most glorious side of the Holy See, then North represents the darkest side of the Holy See, and it is a side that no one dares to mention easily.

"Huh!" After hearing Delileka's words, North's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

North could tell from Delileka's tone that Delileka was just surprised and didn't mean anything malicious. However, saying such a sentence in front of so many people made him a little embarrassed.

Hearing Delileka's words, the corner of Yang Bing's mouth twitched. Delileka, the old guy, really has no control over his mouth. But now he is riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. If he doesn't come forward, what if Delileka eats it?

Even if he loses, it will be difficult for him to save it.

Yang Bing gritted his teeth and walked to Delileka's side, the aura of the water holy mage bursting out from his body.

North frowned when he saw two Holy Magisters standing together. He could ignore one Holy Magister, but it was different when two Holy Magisters stood together.

For people of their level, it's not as simple as one plus one equals two. What's more, this is the Holy City, so if something happens, he will have to bear the blame.

"Senior North, Delileka is a person who speaks freely. He has no ill intentions and hopes that senior will forgive him." Yang Bing hesitated and spoke first.

The atmosphere is already tense here. Is it possible that they really can take action? This is the territory of the Holy See. If they really take action, they won't be able to take any advantage.

Delileka represents the Carlo Empire, and North represents the Holy See. It is inconvenient for both sides to speak first. Whoever speaks first is often a sign of submission. Since someone must speak first, only Yang Bing, a member of the Magician Guild,

The elder has become a peacemaker.

"Hmph! I'll make a note of it this time. If there is a next time, don't blame me for not giving your Magicians Guild face!" North glanced at Yang Bing, stood up, and disappeared in a flash.

North's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears, and his meaning was obvious.

Although you, Delileka, are from the Carlo Empire, I have not spared you. We will settle the score later. The reason why I am not on the same level as you this time is not because you are the national master of the Carlo Empire, but because you are from the Magicians Guild.

Please forgive me.

It can be said that the two sides broke up on bad terms, but fortunately no major accidents occurred, and both sides managed to get out of the situation.

The medical staff did not come forward to rescue. I don’t know whether it was because of Li Zhenbang’s actions that they would rather abandon the doctor’s principle of saving lives and healing the wounded, or because Fei Xingli did not announce the result of the game and they did not dare to go on stage to interfere in the game. Whatever the reason,

Anyway, the medical staff did not come to rescue Li Zhenbang.

Of course, the medical staff did not come to rescue Su Baishan. The brilliance of confinement on Su Baishan's body did not dissipate. Their coming up was in vain. They could only stare with big eyes and small eyes, unable to do anything. Therefore, the inaction of the medical staff made everyone feel confused.

Can't fault anything.

The medical staff could do nothing, but Yang Bing could not ignore Li Zhenbang. I saw blue light lingering on Yang Bing's hand. The blue light slowly condensed in the palm of his hand, and finally condensed into a drop of dark blue water. It was exactly

The seventh-level water healing magic - Tears of the Goddess.

At this time, Duoduo got out of the acquired bag, holding a small jade bottle in his hand. There were about five or six drops of water of life in the jade bottle.

Yang Bing was not surprised when he saw Duoduo's appearance. He reached out and grabbed the small jade bottle in his hand. The dark blue water droplets were put into the jade bottle. After a simple shake, Yang Bing mixed the tears of the goddess into the jade bottle.

Li Zhenbang drank the water of life.

At this moment, Li Zhenbang was already in a semi-conscious state and could not swallow it at all. Fortunately, the mixed liquid did not require him to swallow. It was directly absorbed by Li Zhenbang's damaged body after entering the mouth.

After absorbing the mixed liquid, Li Zhenbang's body surface began to emit a dark blue light. Li Zhenbang's frown gradually relaxed, and his twitching body slowly returned to calm, and he no longer looked as painful as before.

Seeing this scene, the people at Carlo Royal Academy were finally relieved. Water magic is actually not as effective as light magic in healing. If it were not the water of life, just a tear of the goddess would be enough to heal quickly.

Li Zhenbang is not realistic, but after all, it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself. If you wait foolishly for the medical team of the Holy See, I am afraid that the day lily will be cold.

Fesin-Li has been staring at Bartlett, hoping to get some instructions. Now this situation is not something he dares to speak easily.

If Su Baishan was defeated, the verdict would naturally be easy. But now Su Baishan obviously has no damage, and even has a powerful ninth-level light magic confinement radiance on her body. Even if Su Baishan has fallen off the ring, it is not her.

will.

If other colleges encountered this situation, Fei Xinli would not be so entangled. This is Guangming College after all. If a verdict is inappropriate, he will not be the only one who can't bear the consequences. I am afraid that the entire family will suffer.

Implicated.

Bartlett was also very tangled in his heart. The second elder who had a higher position than him seemed to leave in anger, but in fact it was a disguised relief.

His Majesty the Pope had great expectations for this East-West Continent College Competition. As a result, the highly anticipated Guangming College was eliminated in the semi-finals. The reason for elimination was actually indirectly due to the Pope's love for the Saint. If the Pope

How would you feel if you knew this was the result?

Bartlett felt regretful in his heart. If he had known that Guangming Academy would lose to Carlo Royal Academy, he might as well have done something to separate the two academies, and it would not be the way it is now.

It was too late to say anything now, it had become an established fact. How could he go back on his words in full view of everyone? But Bartlett did not dare to make this decision easily.

The audience was quietly waiting for Feixinli to announce the final result of this game. Feixinli looked at Bartlett eagerly, but Bartlett lowered his head and remained silent.

"I watched this game from beginning to end. It was very exciting. Congratulations to the teachers and students of Carlo Royal Academy for winning!" A somewhat old voice sounded, and everyone looked for it. It turned out to be His Majesty the Pope.

"His Majesty the Pope, may you live long and blessedly!" When the faithful believers of the God of Light saw the Pope appear, they all bowed their heads and worshiped, and sang loudly.

In order to express their respect, the believers who were not the God of Light took off their hats and bowed down to pay tribute.

"His Majesty the Pope, are you saying that the Carlo Royal Academy won this game?" Fexinli's voice was trembling, and he looked at the Pope in disbelief.

"According to the regulations, didn't they win the game?" The pope's voice was gentle but full of no doubt.