Howl—
The White Giant Bear let out a deep roar, cautiously lowering its body as it glared viciously with a pair of tiny scarlet eyes at the young witch in the distance who was aiming her gun at it.
The gun in her hand was beautiful, jade-green and translucent, like a piece of glass that could be crushed with a little force.
Yet the Talisman Bombs fired by that gun were incomparably vicious.
Captain Iceberg had seen with its own eyes a Zhuyan, whose physical body was scarcely inferior to its own, get blown apart by a single shot, with not even its soul escaping. It didn't know when First University had acquired such terrifying weapons—had the school deliberately set this trap today, letting demons like them in to test a new weapon?
There was a reason it did not suspect other factions.
On one hand, three such powerful weapons appearing at once was something no organization besides First University could manage. On the other, the gun-wielding wizards included a descendant of the Zhongshan Jiang Family, an Upper Councilor of Qingqiu Under the Moon, and an unknown nobody wearing a Jiuyou Academy Robe. Their identities spanned such a vast range that only First University possessed that kind of inclusiveness.
Howl—
Another long, low roar sounded.
The sound waves rolled like surging tides, carrying a bitter chill as they spread in every direction. They echoed across the battlefield, whipping up gusts of fierce wind that sent sand and stones skittering everywhere.
Black Prison had originally been a land of death, devoid of life. Saturated by the World Cup's dense yin-aspected Magic Power, it was now catalyzed by the White Giant Bear. Yin energy and cold intertwined, immediately giving rise to a vast gray deathly aura that swept forth.
Whoosh—
The nearly