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Chapter 952 How many times of destruction do we have to wait? !

Everyone, even many freshmen who had never had a true understanding of the concept of "supernormal", seemed to be shocked at this moment.

They looked toward the sky:
Among the endless stars, there seemed to be countless ancient spells being chanted slowly, and every syllable contained the power of soothing and repairing.

That is a fifth-level ability that only a great magician can control:
[Epic Trait - Stargazer - Weaving a web like the stars, finally the light that has never been born]

However, even such powerful magic only temporarily stabilized the expansion trend of the cracks, but did not completely repair them.

“It’s only level three pollution.
It’s not fatal.”

Old Constance sighed, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in her voice.

He knew very well that this was only a temporary calm.

The real storm was still brewing, so the dormitory managers from each college were immediately ordered to take back the freshmen assigned to their college.

Then he turned around,

He walked with heavy steps towards the ancient and mysterious observatory tower deep in the academy.

The huge and noble observatory tower rises into the clouds, and its top seems to touch the boundary of the stars.

This is the most important place for research and practice in the Lawrence Ryell Institute for Astronomy.

however,
Just as the old dean was about to step into the Observatory Tower,
As the strongest person in the Lawrence Riel life lineage, Anta, the dean of the Quiet Forest Academy, suddenly called him:
"Dean,
Your body..."

Her voice was filled with concern and worry.

But old Constance just smiled, waved his hand, and said in a relaxed but firm tone:

"Little things, little things,

My old bones are still strong.”

But when he actually stepped into the observatory tower alone, he looked at the countless ancient observatories that were monitoring the present world and the border.

But he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale and haggard in an instant.

Only he knew the situation inside Lawrence Riel College.
Although the endless starlight could temporarily stabilize the crack, it was also silently corroding his body and consuming his life as a great magician.

But higher up in the observatory there was another person:
Gustave,

The bearded Slavic old man from Russia felt his movement and actually fell down from the height.
He was a burly man with deep eyes, holding a can of Russian beer in his hand. When he saw old Constance coming in, he finally threw the beer over:
"nice one,

Just drink it, it won’t make you drunk.”

Old Constance caught it steadily, then slowly opened the can of light beer with lines of Russian words printed on it and drank the cold liquid in one gulp.

He took a deep breath, and his face actually regained some color.
Gustav looked at his actions and said seriously:

“If you keep wasting [Gold] etching to repair that barrier that’s under endless attack, you’ll die one day, Constance!
I'm not trying to scare you.

I said, the Council of Sages did not send me here to build a tombstone for you, an old man."

Old Constance smiled wryly,
Waved his hand:

“I know, but I’m the dean here and I have a responsibility to protect everyone here.

not to mention,
If the [Great Wall of Despair] standing at the front line of the Black Tide like Lorenzriel completely collapsed,
That Earth,
It will probably be devoured in an instant."

His words were full of regret and unshakable persistence:

"The Great Library cannot just be a bystander guarding the tomb. Ochrons III Perseus, Alpha Centauri, and the Silver Ring of Aquarius
If we just keep retreating, how many origins of civilization will we lose!

What else do we want?

How many times of destruction are you waiting for? ! "

But Gustav just shook his head at what he said:
"The earth will not collapse so easily.

As the multi-origin source-point entangled space base of the Fifth Era, it links too many ruins and border gates.

Focus on your own body first.

Pyatigorsk beer won't keep you from getting etched all the time.
If you, an old man, had not fallen from the sixth-level God Chaser, you would have died a long time ago. So, regarding the treatment of the Mother of the Swarm,
Do you have any ideas?"

I heard him talk about the most critical core of the disaster.

Old Constance was silent for a while, and finally spoke slowly:
“Does the Great Library have any ideas?
If even the great sages have no solution, I may only have the most risky method."

There was a hint of determination and helplessness in his voice.

However, at this moment,

A message alert was sent to his old-fashioned receiver:

【Su Wen has arrived】

Seeing this news,

Old Constance temporarily suppressed the idea of continuing to discuss with Gustav:

"Let him in."

At the same time, outside of Lawrence Riel College, beside the magnificent epic city-state wall,
Su Wen and Jiang Menghan were discussing the abnormal situation that had just occurred.
Their eyes were fixed on the void cracks that suddenly appeared and were suddenly covered by starlight, as if such a disastrous scene had never happened.

But the images of the surrounding crowds panicking and running around were not fake.

Su Wen turned to look at the iceberg girl beside him:
"Can you determine the corresponding depth of the disaster space?"

A trace of solemnity flashed across Jiang Menghan's eyes, and she replied in a cold voice:

“It’s hard to say.

There was too much noise coming out of those gaps just now, and the depth was at least several thousand meters."

After hearing Jiang Menghan's answer, Su Wen had no doubts:
“It was exactly as I expected:
That is the real source of destruction.

—Endless Swarm. "

He told everything he saw within his appraisal vision.

even,

That name was actually bolded in deep red by the [Time Travel Game]!
Faced with this almost desperate topic, Jiang Menghan and Su Wen decided to put it aside for the time being. After all, they had already thought of a corresponding plan.

And now,
Let’s face old Constance first.

However, just as they were about to leave, Jiang Menghan took out her cell phone. She looked up at Su Wen, her eyes revealing a hint of apology and helplessness:

“It seems Phyllis has urgent information to share with me.

We may have to split up for a while."

But the handsome scholar did not stop him at all. He just nodded to show his understanding.

Then the two of them separated.

He walked through the busy streets,
Bypass the bustling market,
Step by step, he walked towards the highest point of the grand epic city-the ancient and mysterious fantasy academy.

Along the way,
The handsome scholar also saw many shocking scenes:

The soaring towers, the well-arranged buildings, and the magical runes that shine golden light in the sun, together they constitute the backbone and soul of this city-state.

But he didn't hesitate.

Because, whether it is the cooperation between Lawrence Ruier and the evil organizations such as Blood Moon and Les Ondon,

The tragic situation of the Wall of Hercules, or what exactly the Masquerade is trying to do.

He already had too many questions to ask.

but now,
I have finally arrived at this moment.

(End of this chapter)