You call this a black hand?

The pirate leader is temporarily recruiting new allies to join in the next operation, while the senior officials of Fort St. Grant have a clear division of labor to deploy defenses at various locations on the campus.

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

In addition, magic traps solidified into a ball, magical animals kept in captivity, alchemy puppets like dead objects, and even secular firearms and cannons with special magic, etc., are also continuously running from various areas of the school.

out.

The quantity is huge, and it is more than enough to assemble and match an army of wizards.

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

A professor was explaining the current situation to some senior students who had no war experience.

"The main force of this attack is the deep-sea race. The cheapest cannon fodder among the sea race is the fishmen. These things are easy to deal with, but they are large in number, and their dead bodies can be converted into nutrients for the sea race to use tidal magic."

"Your mission is to use all means to clear them out. You cannot let them come within a thousand meters of Fort St. Grant. Other troubles will naturally be dealt with by the teachers."

"However, what needs to be noted is..."

As the fleet slowly approached on the sea level, the busy atmosphere surrounding the school boundary became 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 monster figures with fish heads and human bodies suddenly appeared under the sea near the island, densely packed with many beings more than ten meters high!

A group of old professors used some kind of detection magic to clearly see everything near the coast, so their faces were solemn, but they didn't feel too stressed because this was completely expected.

No matter how large the scale of the sea tribe's attack is, they will first choose to use the cannon fodder murloc army to kill a wave, otherwise it will be difficult for their racial magic to be used.

So in the early stages of this attack, they actually didn’t need to be nervous about anything——

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

But what they didn't expect was that as a deep horn sounded, as if coming from inside the abyss, the sky above them suddenly turned dark!

Dark clouds gathered and strong winds swept across. A similar scene happened not long ago.

But what is different is that at a certain moment, a huge dark blue leg like a mountain slowly poked out from the depths of the thick dark clouds, and then the sole of the foot that covered the sky and the sun, as if the sky was tilted

Carrying the strong wind, it trampled toward the island below!

The wind was raging fiercely, the light was blocked and became dimmer, and before the feet were firmly planted, an astonishing pressure squeezed the buildings outside the protective cover and broke them.

The wizards in the school looked horrified, and the wands in their hands subconsciously shot out various magical rays of light towards the soles of their feet, continuously, but did not slow down at all!

Finally, the huge soles of the feet suddenly stepped on the translucent protective cover!

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

Fortunately, although obvious cracks appeared in the protective cover, it was repaired in an instant.

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

Along with it, there was a terrifying giant face sticking out of the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, with seaweed-like long green hair stuck and loose, and a ferocious one-eye that was bloodshot. When looking down, it looked extremely terrifying.

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

The species that existed in history textbooks actually 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 why they are famous is not because they have done any great things, 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 methods they use to hit them are almost the same as tickling them, and they won't even notice.

At the same time, their physical and even magical defenses are also very strong, and mentally, they are as slow and invulnerable as a stubborn stone.

Like a walking disaster, as long as it enters a gathering place of humans, it will inevitably cause a large number of deaths.

But now, this kind of disaster has happened to Fort St. Grant...

It is obviously a terrifying species active in the era of magic tide, why does it appear here?

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

"There are also ten dragon-hunting crossbows in the warehouse."

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

Next to him was the white-bearded vice-principal, his eyes fixed on the huge figure slowly approaching outside the window, his tone was very solemn.

"But this kind of monster has extremely strong vitality. I'm afraid the protective barrier will have been broken before we can kill it."

"The swarm of devil bees raised in the cursed forest should be able to deal with it, but without them, we won't be able to stop the spread of the forest."

"Croft can use the Flip Rubik's Cube to move it to another place, but this thing can only be used once..."

"Did Marcelino say something?"

Principal Browning, who was staring at the thunder and lightning in his palm, asked without raising his head.

"nothing now."

"Then let's ask the heir to give it a try and try to avoid losses."

The vice principal hesitated after hearing this, but finally nodded.

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

After all, this invasion involves a large army and has been planned for a long time.

No one is sure how effective the successor's power, which relies on Fort St. Grant, will be, and whether it will be weakened because of the impact on the school.

On the other hand, after all, they are one of the top schools in the wizarding world, so they are not like a child in urgent need of protection, unable to do anything but rely on others.

Moreover, the power that the heir has shown before has already caused some people to have other ideas. If he is asked to continue to use it, his prestige will inevitably increase, which will not be good for the normal operation of the school in the future.

Therefore, although a tacit understanding of jointly defending against enemies has been reached before, the principal is not willing to "disturb" the other party unless absolutely necessary.

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

…

While the outside world was in panic, Mellen was in the suitcase space, his eyes casually scanning the huge school map in front of him.

He can't feel the slightest danger here, and there are no abnormal phenomena happening on the map for the time being.

Therefore, Mellen was a little surprised when the school sent a message asking for help.

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

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

Suitcase, 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 the school.

However, because all this information is learned from letters of limited length, not only outsiders are not sure about the specific role of the scepter, but Melen himself is not sure either.

Therefore, although he promised that the Holy Spirit Jonah would go all out to protect this school, Mellen also mentioned that there was no guarantee of the effect.

But now, when he followed the "instructions" and inserted the scepter in his hand into a "hole" in the gap of a bookcase, he found no reaction.

Mellen even wondered whether this "organ" had fallen into disrepair and had become a waste?

But when he turned his head and looked at the map, the worries in his heart temporarily disappeared.

Because without any sound, the large linear buildings on the map began to squirm and reorganize rapidly.

It’s as if the whole school is changing its shape!

This change is not noticeable inside the suitcase, but the effect it has on the outside is extremely strong.

The sea general commanding the attack, the pirate leader lurking on the island, the solemn-looking wizard professor, and the internal spy who is ready to make a move.

Even the absent-minded Principal Browning... everyone was instantly attracted to their attention, and then looked shocked.

Just because space is shrinking, everything around it is rapidly becoming smaller.

Including that sea giant, including them!

Everything in the distance is rapidly becoming larger and larger, and the invisible space turbulence makes the light become colorful. At this moment, no matter what thoughts they had before, people have no time to pay attention to it now.

Instead, they were all filled with horror and vigilance, yet at a loss to understand the current situation.

Until they saw a face appearing in the sky that was even bigger than the previous sea giant, looking down from the "outside of the sky".

"This, this is-"

Principal Browning, who still had black thunder brewing in his palms, stood in the tower, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, completely stunned.

"Is this the heir?"