god of tomorrow

At the same age, some students are still competing with each other on campus, while some student council presidents have already taken their talents to the high road.

And some other students...

"Is it a deliberate attempt to keep a low profile?"

Gao Wen nodded thoughtfully. The two sisters were acting mysteriously, more like they were on vacation than coming to school.

While the two were talking, Hervy had already dealt with all the black trench coats. Her astonishing punching power not only worried Gawain but also stunned Dylan.

Dylan witnessed the whole thing. Putting himself in her shoes, he could easily handle all the black trench coats, but that would be a magical attack, not the physical suppression of Hervy with punches and kicks.

If physics were really that useful, everyone should just go lift weights instead of learning magic.

Something unusual must be going on. Dylan noticed Hervy's unusual appearance and narrowed his eyes: "Little girl, there's something wrong with your body. You're definitely not a normal human being."

“Chaos magic is normal, don’t be surprised.” Hervy strode toward Dylan.

"Then it's not surprising..."

Dylan thought to himself, "Just as I thought," his tone revealing excitement.

He served as a court mage for many years, dealing with numerous strange and unusual life forms, including non-human magical beings and aberrant species mutated or infected by their beliefs, such as Rupert.

Among all mutated life forms, the mutation of flesh and blood caused by chaotic sacrifice is the most common and the rarest. Each mutated life form is a unique specimen, and there are very few duplicate cases in the world.

Dylan's pale lips curled into a satisfied smile, his eyes filled with greed as he looked at Hervy. Both were mutations of flesh caused by the Chaos Sacrifice, but the sample before him could perfectly maintain its human form without the slightest distortion, making it a rare and perfect treasure.

Herwi felt uneasy under the strange old man's gaze and, too lazy to waste words with him, suddenly exerted force with her feet, took a step forward, and slammed her right fist out with the force of a violent wind.

The air whistled and exploded beneath the fist, sparks flying from the friction.

This punch, delivered with pure physical strength, possessed the destructive power of magic, and it was done with effortless ease, clearly leaving room for further power.

Faced with this powerful and heavy blow, Dylan raised his hand and waved his sleeve. The air in front of him was compressed to the extreme by an invisible force, instantly condensing into a transparent defensive barrier that could refract and distort even light.

Elemental Magic: Sky Wall.

Originating from the God of Wind and Thunder, this Order Magic can not only resist attacks, but also reflect all physical and magical impacts back the way they came. Dawn was sent to his death by this move.

Click!

On the thick barrier that could distort even light, cracks suddenly exploded in concentric circles centered on Hervy's fist.

The Sky Wall is about to crumble!

Dylan's pupils contracted sharply. Realizing he had underestimated his opponent, he dared not be careless in the slightest. He quickly waved his sleeves and unleashed another spell before the thick barrier shattered.

Elemental Magic: Aura Stripping.

The air that had been flowing around Hervy was instantly drawn away by an invisible, domineering force, exposing her body to an extreme cold and terrifyingly low pressure, akin to a vacuum in space.

The extremely lethal elemental magic exerts absolute suppression by altering the external environment, and directly disintegrates the enemy's life force and physical structure from within.

It's not just magical, it's also incredibly scientific.

Unfortunately, it was completely ineffective on Herweh.

boom!

A deafening explosion echoed through the underground tunnels.

Hervy unleashed a visible burst of crimson flames that shattered the vacuum field, and the violent airflow swept around like a tsunami, leaving Dylan's office in a mess.

The black trench coats hanging on the roof swayed in the breeze; they were very professional, never moving until the director yelled "cut."

Dylan's pupils contracted violently. The vacuum of death and the extreme cold and low pressure, which would kill most superhumans instantly, had failed to achieve their goal and were instead pushed back by the other party in a brutal manner.

What kind of magic is this fire wave? I've never seen it before. It's definitely a fire elemental, but it doesn't fit the characteristics of any fire elemental magic...

Could it be the legendary Heart of Elements?

The court mage is no problem crushing novices, and is also quite adept at academic research, but when it comes to combat skills, they're not necessarily that high. At least Dylan's combat experience is extremely poor; he spends his days either buried in research in the lab or devising ways to swindle sponsors out of funding.

So much so that even in this critical moment of life and death, he still had the leisure to analyze what magic Hervy had used.

Before Di Renjie could process his thoughts, Herwi's figure had already teleported through the raging air currents and was back in front of him.

In the rush, Dylan only had time to raise a magical shield and put on a layer of armor for himself.

boom!

The fist, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, was devoid of any fancy techniques. With overwhelming force, it slammed into the shield. In less than half a second, the high-level mage's shield, strong enough to withstand heavy artillery fire, shattered like glass.

The force of the punch had not yet dissipated, and it struck Dylan squarely in the chest.

His robes were not ordinary; they shone with runic light the moment his fist struck.

It only lasted a brief stalemate before going out.

With a cracking sound of bones breaking, Dylan's chest caved in, crashing into the shelves behind him and shattering glass petri dishes. Before he hit the ground, his heart had already stopped beating due to the devastating impact.

A violent gust of wind blew in, and Gawain raised his hand to cover his face. He saw Hervy's reaction and felt pain in his heart.

My girlfriend is very strong, which is something to be happy about, but this is clearly too strong. What if we argue someday...?

Gawain saw the scene: Hervy was kneeling on the ground, crying and begging him not to die.

Dawn guessed why Gawain was speechless, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing more. Good luck to him!

I didn't get a picture.

Gawain stood up and walked quickly toward Hervy, or more accurately, toward Dylan.

The days ahead will be tough, but life must go on. While Dylan still has a breath left, quickly finish him off with a shot, sending his sinful soul to the underworld.

He was, after all, a high-level mage. In terms of both soul strength and the knowledge he possessed, he was an invaluable prize.

So what if I'm a kept man? I'm a kept man today, but that doesn't mean I'll be a kept man forever. If I work hard and develop myself over time, I'll definitely be able to turn the tables and have Hervy under my thumb.

Gawain silently made a vow to stay faithful for thirty years, then quickly went to Hervy and asked her how she was doing. He grabbed the hand that had just thrown the punch and blew on it, saying, "Look at you, what kind of magician throws a punch and the hand isn't even... oh, red."

"We should still blow it."

Hervy was about to say something, such as being scared, still in shock, or that Dylan was just too strong, when she heard a crackling sound of electricity behind her.

Gao Wen probe.

Dylan, lying amidst shards of glass and culture medium, was surrounded by arcs of electricity. His sunken chest rapidly swelled up, as if he had been given an adrenaline injection and an electric shock therapy, and his heart began to beat again.

boom! boom! boom!

Elemental Magic: Heart Meridian Blast.

Also originating from the Order Magic of the God of Wind and Thunder, this Heart Meridian Shockwave can not only be used for attack, directly penetrating defenses and causing a resonant explosion inside the enemy's heart and brain, but also for emergency rescue.

In Gawain's mind, the AI ​​assistant introduced the magic and reminded him that the Heart Meridian Explosion had no effect like injecting adrenaline, nor would it repair broken bones and flesh. Dylan's body had mutated at least once.

Why worry about all that? Two shots to the chest and one to the head, and this old geezer will be dead even if he becomes Master Ren!

Gawain reached into his pocket, intending to pull out the Ferryman from his system backpack, but Herwi gave him a gentle push, and he returned to Dawn's side like a ghost.

(╥?╥)

My girlfriend has superhuman strength, what should I do? I need help urgently.

Gao Wen realized that there was no room for him to make a name for himself today, and he should just stay at Dawn's table.

It's unclear whether Hervy was concerned for her boyfriend and didn't want him to get involved, or whether she was using Dylan as an example to warn him against cheating in the future.

Bang bang bang————

Dylan's heartbeat grew faster and louder, as if a ferocious beast imprisoned him and pounded against his ribs. His pale skin melted like wax, and his flesh multiplied and twisted uncontrollably, spreading wildly across the ground.

Such a disgusting scene made Hervy's scalp tingle and goosebumps rise. She felt nauseous and kept backing away, refusing to get any closer.

Dylan's skin melted, and his flesh proliferated, coming into contact with the various samples soaking in the culture medium all around him. Those once lifeless, bloated lumps of flesh and pulsating organs seemed to have found a true host, greedily devouring and merging with Dylan's body.

Dylan forms the head!

Soon, a red monster covered in slime slowly rose from a pool of rotten flesh.

Beneath its bloated, swollen belly, wriggling creatures resembling leeches, its intestines were fat but its brain was shriveled, and corresponding to its bloated, sticky body was a shriveled head made of skin and bones.

Without eyelids, the eyeballs are directly exposed in mid-air, and after rotating twice, they focus on Hervey.

Hervy felt even more disgusted, nauseous, and took a few steps back.

"Do not be afraid, and do not back down; maintain respect for the unknown."

Dylan looked at Hervy, whose hair was turning red from the heat, and felt extremely good about himself: "The human body has its limits. Every magician will take this step. Merge with me and let me feel where your physical limits are."

Dylan was met with a rapidly approaching and expanding fireball.

Explosive flames!

If Chapter 106 is too difficult, then let's not do it.

boom!

Blinding flames surged high, engulfing the dimly lit underground passageway, as if a miniature sun had exploded in a sealed chamber.

The terrifyingly high temperature instantly evaporated all the moisture in the air, followed by a devastating shockwave that swept and spread wildly, carrying with it raging flames.

Faced with this heatwave that could melt everything, the heavy metal shelves, shards of glass scattered on the floor, and furniture such as televisions and freezers in the office all vaporized the moment the shockwave hit.

Dylan, in his bloated monstrous form, let out a shrill roar at the center of the explosion, his body rapidly drying out, charring, and carbonizing...

After the flames died down, the cement floor was scorched red, and a wisp of ash rising with the hot air proved that Dylan had once existed.

At this moment, Gao Wen and Dawn, the two Super Boys, had already run far away.

The flickering electric light cast alternating shadows on Gawain's face as he pointed a middle finger at Dawn: "Dude, look here."

Dawn: "..."

That's a good provocation; keep it for the highway.

pat!

On Gao Wen's raised fingertip, a small flame was ignited that could light a cigarette, help with wilderness survival, and even perform cupping therapy.

Ignition!

Gawain didn't learn the Fireball spell, which had only moderate attack power. Instead, he used the Ignite spell as an example and asked Dawn, "How destructive do you think a stronger version of Fireball would be?"

"It should be able to blow down a wall," Dawn gave a fair reply.