Chapter 490： Counterattack (2/2)

Who can understand the desperate heart of their moment before.

When the monsoon smoke came to the front of the martial arts field, his eyes fell on the crystal clear crystal stone, and the faint feeling of the loving dean was faint. Without the need of others, she had already guessed everything.

The huge shield of light has won the last time for everyone present, otherwise she will not wait for her to come back, I am afraid...the people here are dead.

The monsoon smoke converges on the smile on his face, and his eyes become extremely serious. She smoothes the corner of her clothes, facing the piece of crystal stone, and solemnly bows her knees.

Oh...

The crystal stone that has been supported for a long time, suddenly scattered throughout the fine lines, instantly collapsed, broken a place, lost the dazzling light.

The shield of light that has protected the people for a long time is also nothingness with the fragmentation of the crystal stone. In the end, there is only one crystal stone that is dull and dark, and the dean has held a hundred years of staff.

The cheering crowds are quiet, and this moment of victory can't solve everything. They can't let go of the lives that have passed away in order to fight the battle, the mentor and classmates who defended them and died in the battlefield... Dean...

A magician branch student stepped forward and squatted down, and the crystal stone that had passed away was smashed one by one. Others silently followed them together and finally placed all the broken crystal stones in a cloth bag. Wrapped in the bag, and the staff that carried the will of the Dean was carefully taken care of by everyone.

The staff and the crystal stone were buried in the Imperial College, and the great dean was left in this college he loved forever.

”Everything is not over yet.” Settled the dean, the monsoon smoke raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

”Now there are obstacles in the thunder, and the demon outside the college is not willing to step in, but this is not a long-term solution. The demon will eventually exhaust the power and attack again. The number of demon people on the mountain far exceeds that in the college.” The monsoon smoke looked at everyone, and there was an unprecedented firmness on the face of the slightly brighter one.

Under this **** battle, everyone who survived has been honed by others.