The strongest talent tree

Chapter 381 A Desperate Situation

The sound of artillery fire outside continued, but the atmosphere in the laboratory was very depressing. Especially the students who had not experienced any danger were obviously deeply shocked.

Although Yang Caidi and other teachers have been enlightening, there are some things where enlightenment is useless.

For these students who grew up in the greenhouse, they can only adapt to this baptism of blood and fire on their own.

"Everyone's injuries have almost recovered. Let's go to the Elder's House together. It's safer there." Feng Hao looked at everyone and said.

Yang Caidi nodded slightly, and then began to organize the students to move.

Coming out of the laboratory, a group of people headed towards the direction of the main combat department elder's house at the fastest speed. On the way, corpses were strewn across the field, and the tragic scene moved everyone.

Even Yang Caidi, who is a teacher, can't bear it. "These bastards who are trying to kill the cult will kill each one on sight."

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go to the Elder's Court as soon as possible to meet up." Feng Hao sighed and turned to look at Xie Kuangfeng aside: "Teacher Yang, Brother Kuangfeng, you take everyone there first, I will go to the Thief Temple to have a look .”

"Want to help? Our injuries have almost recovered." Several enthusiastic teachers asked.

"No need, I have the secret technique of shadow, it will be more convenient to act alone." Feng Hao shook his head and refused.

"Okay, please be safe alone." Yang Caidi looked deeply at Feng Hao, and after a few simple instructions, she led the teachers and students of the Alchemy Department away.

After watching everyone go away, Feng Hao looked up at the crimson sky, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

[Shadow Escape] is turned on, and the whole person disappears in an instant, rushing towards the Thief Temple like a leaping fox.

Through the [Thieves Mark], Feng Hao could clearly detect the nearby members of the Thieves Temple. Just as he had expected before, the Zhangen Sect’s attack was completely directed at Wuzhou Academy, so the Thieves Temple was not greatly affected. .

But now that the entire Wuzhou City has been shrouded in flames of war, the Thief Temple will naturally not be spared.

In short, when Feng Hao arrived at the Thieves Temple, many young and old thieves were already fully armed and gathered together, headed by the branch hall master Lei Yun and a group of branch hall leaders.

Seeing Feng Hao coming over, the whole place immediately fell silent. Lei Yun strode forward and asked, "Xiao Feng, what's the situation at Wuzhou College?"

"The specific situation is still unclear, but what is certain is that this attack is aimed at the academy." Feng Hao frowned and said: "I am here mainly to ask everyone to help, and by the way, I want to ask if there is any way Able to contact the outside world.”

"There is no problem with assistance." Lei Yun said with a frown: "But how to contact the outside, we have no choice."

"Can't you?" Feng Hao's face darkened, and his mood became heavier.

The Zhangen Sect is obviously prepared this time. With the strength of Wuzhou City, it will definitely not be able to resist for long. The key is to notify the various sects to come to support, otherwise the situation will only get worse.

"For the current plan, we can only find a way to get out, or find a way to break the blocking formation outside the city." Lei Yun groaned, then turned to the head of the formation department and asked: "Old Liang, what do you think about this formation?" Does Fa have a clue?"

"This formation is obviously modeled after the ancient prohibition, but it is different from the one at Wuzhou College, so I'm not very sure."

"So, the only way out is to fight?" Lei Yun's expression condensed and he immediately began to give orders, "The thieves listened to the order. We divided our troops into two groups, one to go to the academy for support, and the other to explore the major exits outside the city. If you find a suitable breakthrough, report to me immediately."

"Understood!" Hundreds of thieves immediately took the order and dispatched their troops in two groups.

The Temple of Thieves was empty for a while, with only Feng Hao and Lei Yun remaining, the heads of the branch temples. "This attack by the Zhangen Cult is unusual. You should take shelter here first." Lei Yun looked at Feng Hao hesitantly.

Feng Hao smiled hoarsely and knew Lei Yun's good intentions. He shook his head secretly and said, "If I hide here today, I will lose face in the battle between thieves."

"But..." Lei Yun was about to say something, but was directly interrupted by Feng Hao.

"Nothing to worry about, I'll take my leave first." After saying that, Feng Hao directly activated [Shadow Escape] and left.

Lei Yun and the others looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "This little thief really has the temperament of a thief, but it's a pity that this turmoil is fierce, and I don't know how long Wuzhou City can last?"

"Yes, I thought I would see a thief emerge from our Wolf Country in my lifetime, but I didn't expect to encounter such a disaster." Several branch leaders nearby said with a bitter smile.

Hearing this, Lei Yun sighed bitterly: "I just made a general survey with my bloodline. There are probably tens of thousands of root-cutting magicians in the city, and their strength is above the fifth level. Among them, there are dozens of masters above the eighth level. This is only within the city, there will only be more masters outside the city."

"Sigh~, I don't know what the root-cutting sect is for, why did they suddenly attack our Wuzhou City?"

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On the other side, after Feng Hao came out of the Temple of Thieves, he didn't rush back to the academy to join the crowd, but turned around and rushed back to the grocery store.

The originally bustling commercial street has been devastated by artillery fire. Countless lanterns and ribbons are scattered on the side of the road, completely losing the atmosphere of the New Year.

boom!boom!boom!
The sound of continuous artillery fire echoed in his ears, and Feng Hao easily avoided the occasional falling shells.

After approaching the grocery store, he saw a group of True God Cult believers besieging the [Jumbo Pavilion] from a distance. Feng Hao took a quick glance and saw that there were twelve people in total, including two seventh-level masters and the rest were sixth-level masters.

In the [Jianbao Pavilion], Xue Qingshan, his daughter and several temple masters are desperately resisting, and the situation is not optimistic.

Not long after Feng Hao arrived, he was noticed by one of the seventh-level masters. There was no way. Although [Shadow Escape] is powerful, it is not very useful in front of high-level magicians, unless he encounters a cut off like last time. A master of root sensing.

"Huh? Where did a fourth-level Muggle come from, hurry up and take care of him personally." The seventh-level master curled his lips and sneered, completely ignoring Feng Hao.

After hearing the order of the seventh-level magician, a sixth-level magician gave up the attack on the [Jinbao Pavilion] and went towards Feng Hao, "Boy, just accept your death!"

Seeing the sixth-level cultists coming, Feng Hao curled up into a sneer and held the sumu dagger in his hand instantly.

Just kidding, he is now holding a divine weapon, and ordinary sixth-level magicians are no match for him.

Continuous shadow attacks closed the distance, and [Shadow Slash] slashed towards him. The poor sixth-level magician was completely unaware of how terrifying Feng Hao was. By the time he reacted, the terrifying dark energy was already rampaging through his body. Qi, blood and vitality disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sir Bishop, save me! This kid has a divine weapon!" The sixth-level magician exclaimed in shock and hurriedly asked two seventh-level bishops for help.

Unfortunately, Feng Hao's [Moon Thorn] had already locked onto the back of his neck.

puff!
Under the horrific damage from [Moon Thorn], the sixth-level magician's voice suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

(End of this chapter)