You call this a black hand?

The giant face outside the sky was not only seen by Principal Browning, but many people, including enemies, who were in an "open air" environment, noticed it immediately.

Those who don't know Melen will be shocked or even frightened by this, fearing that the owner of this face is some ancient evil god who has quietly arrived.

Those who knew Mellen were basically stunned and then fell into even greater astonishment.

Because most people don't know that there is an heir in the world.

Of course, they cannot understand why Egg Wilson, a mixed-race student who is relatively conspicuous among the younger generation in their perception, has such power.

"God's Coming"

This leaves many people feeling at a loss.

Several professors who had been ordered by the old president of the Mixed-blood Association to take care of Mellen even felt a deep sense of absurdity when they looked up at the face with huge eyes blinking like lakes.

"What do we do next?"

In a tavern in the city outside the school, the tavern owner who had been visited by a pirate leader seeking cooperation had already gathered a group of people, preparing to take advantage of the chaos and sneak into St. Grant's Fort to assassinate him.

As a result, as soon as they walked out of the tavern, they encountered such a shocking change.

What was even more shocking was that after a few glances, the owner of the giant face actually stretched out two sky-high fingers and pinched away the equally huge sea giant!

No matter how hard the other party struggles, it is of no use!

Watching Egg Wilson's face disappear at the end of the sky, each of these elite assassins was in a dilemma.

They didn't know Egger, but they could tell from his actions that he was on the side of Fort St. Grant.

And with Fort St. Grant having such a powerful presence as its backer, if they continue to attack that school, aren't they looking for death?

The assassins' eyes therefore focused on the tavern owner, their leader.

The leader was currently looking up at the sky, motionless.

Wearing tight-fitting black casual clothes, his strong and masked posture looks extremely professional.

But this professional assassin, after being stunned for a long time, said something extremely "frustrating".

"Return to the same place and act as if we have never left this door."

He turned his head and said to his men in a deep tone: "If you encounter someone coming to destroy this city, you should take action. Don't hesitate."

"Remember, we are good people, good citizens who resolutely maintain the stability of the city, and are absolute supporters of Fort St. Grant."

If I had said this before, it would have only made me laugh.

But now, after hearing this, the subordinates nodded in agreement one by one.

…

Similar choices happen in many places. Of course, allies who have just been won over will not be very reliable.

As the person who was betrayed, William Pantoria did not witness all this with his own eyes.

But when he reacted from the shock, he immediately understood how the corresponding situation would evolve.

"Where the hell is this just alive?"

He couldn't help but yell, "Damn Hodgson, he was so vague in his speech. He must have known all this and defected to the other side!"

Anger, fear, depression...

The pirate leader's emotions at this time were very complicated, but the most important thing was regret.

I regret that I should not have listened to the words of my ally who was the leader of the Scarlet Cross and did not retreat in time.

I regret that I should have underestimated the heir, and even now, he is imprisoned by such a powerful "space magic" and becomes a caged bird——

Although looking around, I can't see anything unusual.

But as a leader with a large number of subordinates, it is certainly impossible for him not to notice that at the end of the sea outside the city, a barrier has appeared to isolate everything, and even the people watching are calling for help urgently.

In other words, it seems that there is no other change except that the overall environment has become smaller, but in fact, they are no longer in the original sea area!

Where, William didn't know, but he could imagine it with his butt. It must be within the control of the owner behind that face!

Moreover, he could clearly see what happened when the sea giant was "carried away" just now.

The figure who struggled endlessly and howled like the wind of the abyss, but was completely unable to break away from his master, was simply killing the chicken to scare the monkeys!

Even if you can handle such an ancient disaster easily, wouldn't it be easy to deal with other people?

In this case, who dares to move?

And he has invested a lot of manpower and material resources in this sea area, carefully prepared everything for five or six years, and even his own life. Is it possible that he can still save it?

The future is unpredictable, but William is full of pessimism.

…

He was actually thinking a little too much, because Meren didn't dare to move now.

In other words, I can't move around.

Because he has discovered that it would be very costly to intervene in everything by himself.

This kind of consumption is not aimed at himself, but at Fort St. Grant itself——

In the study at this time, the huge yellowed map was still quietly placed on the surface of the desk, but above it, a hazy shadow floated.

The virtual shadow is composed of oceans, islands, cities, dark clouds, and the core school. It is roughly circular in shape and rotates slowly above the map. Both the people and buildings inside are lifelike and vivid.

Especially in the depths of the ocean around the island, a large and densely packed "school of fish" panicked and fled to the edge of the ocean, but could not escape the area no matter how hard they collided. It made Melen suddenly feel like he had become a god.

Unfortunately, above all of this, above the dark clouds of Mo Lake, there is a diamond-shaped blue crystal floating quietly.

It was originally the size of Melen's palm, but as Melen carried the giant away, the palm-sized crystal instantly shrunk by nearly a third!

"The greatest use of this ability is to bluff people..."

Mellen, who was sitting at his desk, was silent.

In the corner of the desk, there is a statue of a Cyclops with dark blue skin, which is the sea giant he just brought out.

Once out of the shadow, it seemed to be petrified, frozen and motionless.

No matter how Melon played with it, it still seemed like a dead thing.

Mellen could feel that the monster was not really dead, but was just "sealed".

In other words, it is impossible to stay alive in the study.

If you want to make it come alive, just throw it back again.

But taking out the monster requires so much energy, and putting it in again will also consume a lot of energy?

Seeing that while maintaining the phantom, the crystal floating above the sea of ​​clouds is always "evaporating" at a weak but continuous speed.

Meren didn't dare to hesitate any more, got up and hurried directly out of the suitcase.

He now wants to confirm one thing, that is, under such changes, what is the current situation outside the suitcase?

He hurried to the edge of the corridor, climbed up the ladder to the exit, pushed it aside and took a look. What he saw made him both surprised and relieved.

The surrounding environment is bright and the sky is cloudless.

At this time, the suitcase was floating faintly above a vast and dark abyss. At the end of the field of vision, there was the boundless sea with a tendency to stop flowing.

Fort St. Grant, the island, and the nearby sea area have now disappeared.

But the positions where they originally were were not occupied by anything else.

It is obvious that the hazy shadow and everything corresponding to the shadow are not really in the suitcase, but are in a special state...

"So, what would happen if I took my suitcase and left here right now?"

This idea made Meren a little curious, but after looking at the stable scene of the abyss and ocean around him, he did not dare to act rashly.

Put your head back into the suitcase.

Mellen, who returned to the study, took one last look at the slowly rotating "little world", and then pulled out the golden scepter from the mechanism socket.

So the shadow floating on the map flickered for a few times, and then instantly dissipated like smoke!