Amon easily crossed the restriction and arrived outside the Academy, instantly seized with wild elation.
Though he did not know who had set up this restriction,
he vaguely felt that it was very likely the First Demon God Baal, who had made a secret move!
Otherwise, why would it only target Tiantian and the others, without trapping demon gods like them?
"Everyone, immediately withdraw from the Academy grounds!"
At Amon's command, all the demons currently engaged in fierce combat retreated backwards.
Seeing this, Yin Zheng and the others, who had been struggling bitterly, raised their heads to look at Amon floating in the air outside the wall.
Although their lives were temporarily saved, there was not a trace of joy on their faces.
For they could sense that the Torch Dragon in the sky was about to breathe!
At this moment, Tiantian stood in place, her gaze full of murderous intent as she stared at Amon, her expression as gloomy as water.
Pointing her long spear like a sword at Amon, she shouted angrily:
"You bunch of bastards, you only know how to use such trashy tricks!"
"If you've got the guts, fight me for real!"
Yet facing her provocation, Amon smiled with disdain and said:
"I don't have the hobby of haggling with dead people."
As he spoke, he pointed at the sky: "If I remember correctly, that one is called the Torch Dragon, right?"
"The fire breathed out by it back then gave us no end of hardships!"
"Even the Western Hellfire Race had their bodies burned and assimilated by that fire!"
"What a pity, I've been observing from the very beginning and found that its brain seems to have some problems."
"You say when it breathes later, won't that fire burn you lot?"
At this, Amon's face