Real Name God

"you……!"

Ms. Garcia, who was sitting on the ground, turned her head laboriously, looking at the young man standing behind her with anger and sadness.

She had a dagger stuck in her chest, and her plain clothes were stained with blood.

Standing behind the old witch was a young man with brown hair. One of the armholes was empty because he had lost an arm not long ago.

He is the chief student of the Garcia school, Reed Joyce.

At this moment, the young man's face has both fear and worry, but also uncontrollable excitement, a kind of joy as if it is done.

The only thing that is not, is the guilt of sneak attacking the teacher.

"It's really useful..."

Reid stared at the teacher with the dagger stuck in his chest, his palms were still shaking, but the corners of his mouth could not stop being turned upwards.

"Even the legendary wizard's body protection technique can be deciphered. It really lives up to the name of'Killing the Cone of God'. I thought that what the guy said was a lie.

"……who is it?"

Lorielle Garcia's eyes were fixed.

The protection technique was indeed stimulated at the first time, which shows that the opponent did not invade his own domain through ordinary spells; of course, no one would be so stupid to "fight" with a legendary wizard who is proficient in spells. Conflict at different levels.

But now it’s stuck in her chest, and almost robbed her of all her physical strength and willpower. The dagger that quickly lost life from the wound penetrated her body for the first time, and the layers of protection were activated but not Can take effect, as if it didn't exist originally.

Isn't the problem with "magic" but with "materials"?

God-killing cone...

Lorielle Garcia has indeed heard of such weapons. It is said that a certain pope died on the Cone of Killing Gods. It is a secret treasure of a certain Assassin Order, passed down from the Middle Ages, and can be called the nemesis of the extraordinary.

But since that shocking assassination operation, this thing seems to have completely disappeared in history, and no one knows its whereabouts.

Of course, Laurel didn't know one thing: Even her colleague Rasputin Novich died under this dagger not long ago. Otherwise, with her talent and experience, she might be able to think of something.

"Who is the one who gave you this thing?"

"Reverse cross."

Reid didn't hesitate to answer, and he didn't hide anything from his partner.

"Is it them..."

The old witch took a deep breath, her pale lips trembling slightly.

"It really is our confidant."

"When their people first contacted me, I was shocked."

Reed Joyce paced around the teacher who was limp on the ground, not hurriedly or slowly.

"A group of people shouted and beaten the ugly rats. Although it is not that the forces are not afraid of their existence, it obviously does not include our magic tower. I just never thought that this group of people would be so courageous to find the door in person. Invade the tower guarded by five legendary wizards."

At this point, the youth stopped, his eyes gleaming, as if he was telling something that made him extremely excited.

"Until now, I finally understand: It turns out that'Mr. Green' is one of their leaders posing as one of their leaders. This is actually half the territory of the reverse cross; no wonder they are so presumptuous, hahahaha!"

It's ridiculous. He said that, although Longman Hall is a nasty bastard, this guy's judgment on the future of the magic tower is not wrong at all: the Supreme Wizarding Council has lost its meaning, and the spirit that belongs to the wolf is already in the wasteland. The sky dies, and if this continues, the black tower that has stood for a thousand years will fall to the ground sooner or later.

Not today, but tomorrow.

"Of course, what I learned from them is more than that."

Reed Joyce raised his head, looked at the deep dome, and said with emotion.

"In the beginning, I thought that the people from Inverse Cross wanted to get me into the gang because of my status as the chief student. But soon I noticed that this reason alone is not enough for the plan they want to implement. full."

"After all, the so-called chief student seems to have the responsibility of inheriting the status of the school, and the status is extremely high-but that is for the students; for their teachers, it is just a tool that can be replaced at any time. "

The old woman who heard this opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she closed it.

"So, when I questioned, that person provided me with a very interesting secret."

There was a pleasant smile on his face.

"It turns out I am Marion Green-oh of course, I am talking about the original one-his illegitimate son."

He stared at his teacher with piercing eyes, admiring the expression on Lorell's vicissitudes of face being distorted by pain.

"At that moment, I was naturally surprised. At almost the same time, I thought of another question: I always thought that I was an orphan taken in by the magic tower, but I realized that at an unexpected time. In the presence of my own father. It is clear that our father and son have lived in the same place for more than ten years, but we have never recognized each other."

"Then the question is: Where is my mother?"

Roria Garcia closed his eyes, not wanting to see the heart-wrenching sight before him.

She didn't cry. By her age, the tear ducts had already dried up; but the pain in her heart hadn't been weakened by age.

After a long time, Loriel let out a deep breath and asked tremblingly.

"You... already know your life experience, but why do you still want to do this? You shouldn't come to me first..."

The other party looked up and laughed like he heard some funny joke.

"Ignorance? Just because you are my relatives, I will do it so thoroughly! The more intimate bloodlines you have, the more you become enemies before you can make this hatred unforgettable, don't you think that? In fact, the thought of killing yourself My teacher and biological mother died, I was so happy!"

Joyce lowered his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Of course, there are other things besides... I didn’t intend to kill you, although I hate you very much, and hate the old man, but you treat me after all I have a benevolent preacher, so when I first started, I just wanted to find a place to put you under house arrest. "

"But, not long ago, something happened that stunned me--"

He glanced at the empty sleeve tube with a gloomy look.

"Villette Edward, probably by betraying his body and climbing onto the bed of the old Rasputin, was able to regain his magic power from a useless person and obtain the position of chief student... such a bitch, actually burned One of my arms!"

Reed Joyce's pupils burned with vicious flames.

"And you! How did you do it? You actually don't care about it, and you even think it's my fault and don't allow me to retaliate... Can you still count as my teacher, my relative? You actually I have abandoned all of this a long time ago, and abandoned the emotions that belong to the'mother' that doesn't matter to you, right?!"