The magic energy was disrupted.
Please reconfirm.
Cymbidium Japonicum sighed.
She immediately shook her head to get rid of this depressing thought.
She glanced at the left side of the forest and saw that the ice dragon left by Bombardment Jelly had slowly melted under the control of no personality, wetting the ground. She then looked at the mess around her.
Cymbidium Japonicum couldn't help but be distracted.
I'm too unenvironmentally friendly. If I'm found out, I'll be fined.
Just as this thought flashed through her mind,
The things around her that were created by magic suddenly became blurry and broken.
Finally, they turned into specks of light and disappeared.
Cymbidium Japonicum widened her eyes in surprise. She walked to the tree where the poker card was thrown and carefully observed it.
There were still traces of the thin card cutting into the tree trunk.
It seemed that the damage caused would not disappear.
"Rumble..."
The neglected stomach once again let out a whine, unwilling to be left out. The Moonwatcher Flower covered its stomach with its hand and looked around.
"Oh no."
The trees around her looked almost the same. It was impossible to tell the direction, let alone find the way.
After hiding in the forest for nearly an hour, Cymbidium Japonicum finally remembered her weakness of not being able to tell the direction. If she had thought of it earlier, she would never have gone deep into the forest alone, found a toilet, transformed, and then blended into the crowd.
It was also a strategy.
Cymbidium Japonicum could only follow the ice dragon left by Bombardment Jelly, hoping to break through a path.
Or touch him.
But... why was this guy walking deeper and deeper?
The trees were getting denser and denser.
If I continue walking like this, I will never find the right way.
Cymbidium Japonicum stopped.
She looked up at the small sky covered by the dense canopy, thinking that if she waited here, her classmates would notice her "missing" and launch a search for her. Then, with Bombardment Jelly's reminder, they would find her weak, pitiful, and hungry in the forest.
But that would also be embarrassing.
To become a professional hero, one had to be reliable, strong, and reliable. If one couldn't even overcome such a small predicament, how could one face an even more difficult battlefield?
Cymbidium Japonicum straightened her back and calmed herself down. Then she remembered the trick that she had never used before. She conjured a magic staff and a top hat, a flying tool.
Looking at the cluster of balloons that continued to grow bigger, floating in the air and slowly rising, the Cymbidium Japonicum lightly jumped, and the balloons sank a little, then flew back into the sky.
The surrounding sea of trees continued to sink, and the smell of grass and trees slowly dissipated. When he passed by, he seemed to hear the sound of branches and leaves touching each other, as well as the sound of the wind blowing past his ears. Cymbidium Japonicum looked at the green sea beneath her feet. She also saw the training grounds and buildings at the edge of the forest.
The balloons seemed to be controlled, and they followed Cymbidium Japonicum's will and maintained a certain altitude as they flew toward the open space of the training ground.
Just as they approached the edge of the forest, a violent explosion suddenly exploded under her feet. The dust and heat from the explosion rushed toward her face, and the heat wave caused Cymbidium Japonicum's hair and clothes to fly backward, and the balloon was also unstable in the air. The USJ attack had just happened, and her tense nerves had not relaxed yet. Cymbidium Japonicum subconsciously thought that they had encountered another enemy attack.
"Boom!"
Another explosion.
A piece of gravel was blown into the air and flew straight in the direction of Cymbidium Japonicum.
She decisively let go, and her body fell like a bullet. At the same time, she threw a small ball to the ground. At the moment when she was about to hit the ground, the small ball also expanded. Cymbidium Japonicum stepped on the ball with the tip of her foot and was bounced in the other direction. She reacted quickly and reached out to grab a branch that stretched horizontally. She was thrown by the resilient branch, spun in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.
The successive explosions did not stop, and they were almost exploding in her ears. Because she was closer, she could feel the heat wave that was set off, and there was a pungent smell in the air.
Cymbidium Japonicum leaned against a tree vigilantly and poked her head out to take a look.
The ground was bumpy and full of scorch marks, and the air was filled with a faint black fog and dust. The light from the explosion made a figure appear in the black fog, and she seemed to be able to hear suppressed breathing.
Enemy?
Was someone fighting?
Cymbidium Japonicum gripped her magic staff tightly.
If it was an enemy attack, the school should have reacted a long time ago. Xiongying was now on high alert. It was not an enemy.
But who could it be? Who made such a big commotion?
Cymbidium Japonicum suddenly sped up and dashed forward, wanting to go around the scene of the explosion.
She was very fast, agile, and silent.
But just as she was about to jump, a hand reached out from the black fog. The hand seemed to be grabbing a ball of restless air, and it made a puffing sound, mixed with the fire, and attacked in the direction of Cymbidium Japonicum.
The rapid attack stirred up the air, and Cymbidium Japonicum smelled the smell of saltpeter. The heat burned her skin, and she felt her scalp go numb, and the skin on her back tightened.
The sparks in the palm became brighter and brighter, and with the help of oxygen, there was a loud explosion, and the fire suddenly splashed everywhere.
The black fog produced by the explosion was mixed with a few wisps of pink smoke.
Cymbidium Japonicum's figure appeared a few meters away, and she fell to the ground and rolled on the ground. She pressed against the ground and looked up at the place where the explosion occurred. Her substitute doll had been blown in half, and it fell to the ground like a burning rag.
The attacker with the afro turned his head and looked over.
"Explode," Cymbidium Japonicum said, panting.
"Huh?" Explode landed on the ground.
He was wearing a combat suit, and his two muscular arms were sweaty, and his expression was fierce. After identifying who was in front of him, there was a hint of excitement on his face. "A guaranteed student."
Cymbidium Japonicum always felt that his next sentence would be: Let's fight.
The explosion caused the enemy to take a few steps back, and the bullets that hit his body left dents like bark, and were slowly swallowed up.
Not a single drop of blood flowed.
"Pa!" The enemy, who had steadied himself, roared loudly. He controlled the stamen and threw it at the face of another professional hero, quickly wrapping around his neck and dragging him to the front of the petals. The petals wrapped around his waist, and the struggling man gradually lost his strength. His limbs hung limply, and he was thrown to the ground.
"Chako, we have to call for more backup."
Chako Hikari resisted the urge to vomit, and kept touching the broken stones on the ground. She nodded and was about to speak.
"Bang!"
Cymbidium Japonicum felt a strong wind blow over her head, and her scalp went numb. A figure flashed in front of her eyes. Firearms Spearhead's tall body was thrown to the solid wall, and the wall cracked like a spider web, and the rubble fell with a crackling sound.
"Pa."
Firearms Spearhead fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. His limbs trembled as he supported his body.
"Firearms Spearhead." When Cymbidium Japonicum looked down to check on his condition, the enemy, who had stunned the last professional hero, swung his weapon and attacked again.
Cymbidium Japonicum's left hand held a broken metal rod as a weapon, and her right hand touched her forehead.
"Dispel!"
Chako Hikari, who was standing in front, shouted loudly. Countless stones fell like a waterfall, burying the enemy's stamen under the rubble.
The enemy let out an ear-piercing scream, and his body twisted.
Firearms Spearhead slowly stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "I allow you to attack the enemy in a crisis. Now, leave this place and call for backup."
After he finished speaking, he rushed out and jumped in front of the enemy, while the enemy was screaming in pain and distracted. His right hand clenched into a fist and punched the enemy's chin. The muzzle of his left hand was activated, and he aimed at the enemy's abdomen.
"Bang —"
A huge explosion sounded, and the impact sent the enemy flying. The stamen that was crushed under the rubble broke with a "pa" sound.
In this situation, of course, they had to listen to the professional hero's command.
Cymbidium Japonicum and Chako Hikari turned around and rushed towards the intersection of the commercial street, in the direction of the police blockade.
The enemy, who was sent flying, raised his arm in the air. The red petals secreted mucus, and two stamens stretched out from the center. They quickly extended and wrapped around Firearms Spearhead's neck.
The stamen instantly straightened, and in the next second, the enemy flew towards Firearms Spearhead.
Firearms Spearhead raised his arm to block, and Firearms Spearhead pushed his cannon, but the enemy dodged.
The petals at the tip of his arm instantly expanded, and wrapped around Firearms Spearhead's head, tightening.
Firearms Spearhead fired a shot into the air, and his arms dropped. His legs lost strength, and he knelt on the ground.
The moment the petals loosened, he collapsed to the ground.
He stared straight at the enemy, and his lips trembled. He had no strength in his body, and he could only watch as the enemy jumped away.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked at the blockade in front of her. The communicator on her waist had long been lost in the previous dodge. She could hear Chako Hikari's slight breathing, and she could almost see the figure on the other end.
Suddenly, she felt a chill behind her head.
"Ugh!"
Cymbidium Japonicum heard Chako Hikari's muffled groan, and immediately braked, turned around, and reached out.
Her fingertips and Chako Hikari's fingers staggered in the air.
Chako Hikari's neck was wrapped around the stamen, and the helmet on her head was knocked off. Half of her face was buried under the stamen, and her eyes were wide open in shock.
Her whole body was tilted, and she quickly retreated.
Chako raised her hands with difficulty, touched the stamen wrapped around her, and activated her personality.
Weightlessness.
The enemy slowly floated up, and his other stamen immediately wrapped around the railing on the ground, stabilizing his body. The stamen wrapped tightly around Chako Hikari only loosened slightly, and then immediately tightened, continuing to pull her back.
Cymbidium Japonicum ran forward a few steps, and looked at the enemy and Chako Hikari floating in the air, who were constantly shortening the distance between them.
She put her fingers on the ornament on her forehead, pinched the thin edge, and the ruby immediately turned into a dazzling spot of light. As she took it off, it gradually emitted a dazzling light.
A brilliant aurora bloomed behind her, and there was a faint sound of music in her ears.
This was the most powerful attack I could make in this situation.
Cymbidium Japonicum bent her body slightly, held the halo at the tip of her finger, and as her body turned, she shouted desperately, "Corona Of The Moon — Move!"
She threw Corona Of The Moon out with force.
The ball of light shone in the air, turning and hitting the enemy.
Cymbidium Japonicum also clenched her fists and ran towards the enemy.
Corona Of The Moon spun, first cutting off the enemy's stamen. Without Chako Hikari's personality control, the enemy fell to the ground. Corona Of The Moon chased after him, made an arc in the air, and crashed into the enemy's abdomen.
He was pressed to the ground, making a loud noise.
Chako Hikari, who was falling to the ground, could feel the wind and debris on her body. She controlled herself to float, and when she turned her head, she saw Cymbidium Japonicum's weapon hitting the enemy to the ground.
Corona Of The Moon burst out with a dazzling light, surrounding the enemy.
The enemy let out a long scream, trembled in the strong light, turned into a black shadow, and kept twisting. Then, like smoke blown away by the wind, the black shadow flashed a few times and disappeared.
A card that looked like a poker card appeared in the air and floated to the ground.
Cymbidium Japonicum's footsteps stopped, and the spinning Corona Of The Moon was in her hand, and it turned from a ball of light back to a decoration.
Was, was the power of this unique skill so strong?
Cymbidium Japonicum looked down at the shining Corona Of The Moon in her hand.
Was the enemy turned into ashes?
She knew that professional heroes would injure their enemies in battle, but it was rare for them to kill their enemies.
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