However, when the group arrived at the school's entrance, they were taken aback.
The entire school was surrounded by a boundary, which even Zavier did not notice when it was raised.
There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind them as Zavier was about to take out the skull and sealed artifact to send the crowd away.
Zavier immediately turned his head, the man behind him was the previously seen the Devil Worker.
He immediately took out the skull and placed it in Kacie's hand, whispering, "Quickly take the others and leave first, and after leaving the boundary, place this skull next to the school's main entrance and remember never to return. Don't worry, he won't be able to beat me."
Kacie nodded quickly, aware that by remaining here, she was burdening Zavier.
She grabbed the skull and dragged Nadia outside. Zavier took control of the clone and pushed Rebecca out of the way. The Devil Worker opened his mouth and sneered behind him, but made no move to stop him.
His triangular sharpened teeth appeared extremely intimidating, as if he wanted to devour him.
"Hello, we've met before." With a smile, the Devil Worker said.
"I don't remember ever seeing you anywhere," Zavier said rhetorically.
"Ha, I saw you carrying that box, but you didn't notice me." The Devil Worker continued excitedly after a brief pause. "It's too bad; sacrificing your body to the demon will almost certainly attract a powerful demon to Earth. I was unable to fulfill this wish the last time, and now it is my turn to kill you."
Zavier's heart dropped when he found out that the mysterious group he had been looking for was back.
"Can you tell me your name?" he inquired.
"What is my name? What does it matter?" The Devil Worker mused on this.
"You should reveal your true name to people."
"Do not play dumb with me, boy!" said the Devil Worker. "I recognize your name and who you are."
Zavier frowned, wondering what the enemy could possibly know about him, but something came from the other side of the field before he could respond.
He immediately removed the Paladin's and Kekkaishi's bodies from the storage area.
The pale skin emitting turquoise blue spectral light from the eyes immediately allowed the opposing the Devil Worker to see the true situation.
"Are you still a necromancer?" The Devil Worker inquired, surprised.
Zavier remained silent.
"I can consider letting you off the hook if you can reveal the secret of being perfectly compatible with the three professions of mage, necromancer, and illusionist. You're only about B-rank right now, and I believe you're the one who requires me to consider absolving you. Of course, if you can elaborate on what kind of organization is behind you, I'll let you go."
Zavier waited as long as he could. He was confident he could kill this Devil Worker if he had a mage clone alongside him, as well as an illusionist clone.
He'd discovered that unless he transformed, he was completely powerless against the Devil Worker.
He now only had one illusionist clone beside him, and the mage clone may still need some time.
"The secret is that I'm just your dad," Zavier said, smiling at the Illusionist clone beside him.
The sky suddenly filled with thick green smoke when the two communicated.
Zavier and the Devil Worker exchanged glances.
"I think you're the one who needs to be careful," he said with a smile to Zavier.
After he said that, he took out from behind his back what looked like a full-face mask.
"Click, click ..."
When he put the mask on his face, the very end of it suddenly telescoped outward and fit perfectly. freew ebnov el
"Soon you'll be able to take a sweet nap, and I'm looking forward to our next meeting," he said abruptly.
The green smoke rushed towards the three, its breathing thickened by the mask.
This was not the alchemist's deliberate manipulation.
Zavier could see with his own eyes that the green smoke had completely engulfed the college.
He was surprised that the mysterious organization that wanted him dead had increased its killing budget.
The green smoke had just drifted over, and the two bodies were unaffected in any way.
Zavier's body floated in a white cold blaze, and any smoke that came close to him was instantly consumed.
When he placed his left hand on the illusionist's shoulder, the cold flame quickly diffused to clone.
" Actually obstructed!" The Devil Worker muttered to himself, dissatisfied.
"Lord Devil, look how stupid that old man is, I guess he's fine as a good sacrifice," he said as if to someone who didn't exist.
Zavier activated the risk assessment. freew(e)bnovel.(c)om
Through the monocle, Zavier saw another spirit in the Devil Worker's body, and this spirit resembled a real demon.
The little demon immediately returned Zavier's stare after sensing it.
And the Devil Worker snarled angrily, "How dare you use magic to see the Lord's true body!"
When Zavier sensed the mage's location, he rejoiced inside because his clone was not far away.
"I can see if I want," he said, growing more confident.
The paladin corpse violently waved the longsword in his hand the next moment, adding sacred holy light to Zavier's body.
The blade began to shine gold, and golden sparkles began to form around the tip of the sword after a few seconds.
At the same time, the paladin's body began to glow with a golden radiance.
Kekkaishi immediately chanted the incantation as well.
As he rushed towards his opponent with great speed, Zavier felt his body become lighter and faster, and his thumbnail gently cut through the belly of his little finger.
The blood condensed instantly into a sharp weapon to slash at the opponent.
With his increasing blood magic proficiency, every time he attacked, the main branch of the weapon spread outward in a thin line, as if a large tree branch bud.
These thin lines are constantly flying through the air, ready to transform into a sharp weapon and stab the opponent at any time.
The entire battleground was covered in blood in the blink of an eye as both parties began attacking furiously.
But the Devil Worker appeared behind Zavier, his right hand clasping a steel fork of unknown material.
The fight between the two was instant, and as soon as they exchanged blows, he realized that this Devil Worker was clearly above rank A.
Zavier's blood blade was easily blocked by the powerful physical strength.
"Spirit of the wind, heed my call, Gale!" yelled someone from behind them.
The masked mage clone appeared behind Zavier.
The ordinary general spell gale had been nicknamed "the waste of all waste," but now was the time to put it to use.
The ferocious gale of wind that blew wildly through the university district.
However the green smoke contained a unique type of magical material, the gale magic was unable to completely disperse it.
The wind was strong enough to break the trees, but was extremely limited in front of the green smoke, with only a small portion of the poisonous smoke blown away around itself while the rest continued to fill here.
For a while, Zavier was concerned.
After seeing that the poisonous smoke couldn't be cleared away, the mage clone joined the battle.
The two acted as one, hurling countless blood blades in a ferocious strike that hit the Devil Worker instantly.
He attempted to obstruct them with the metal fork. The metal fork smashed the blood blade with a loud sound, but it only slowed it down slightly. The Devil Worker's arms kept flailing in front of the blood blade, as if he were fighting a master swordsman of equal skill. He was trying to stop it from hitting.
"Boom!" The blood blade struck the fork with such force that Devil Worker's body was pushed back several steps and the fork almost fell from his grasp.
Zavier's clone raised his longsword above his head, as if performing a karate chop. His blade moved so quickly that even Zavier couldn't react in time. He had not anticipated his clone's extraordinary talent. His attack appeared to be something he had mastered a long time ago.
The blood blade and the fork collided, with the Devil Worker attempting to block the blood blade with his arm while defending with the fork, but the blood blade stabbed deep into his chest in a split second.
"Humph!" In pain, the Devil Worker sneered.
Despite the fact that he had already been hit several times and suffered some injuries, this attack had only further injured him. He then took advantage of the opportunity presented by Zavier to stab the wound.
Before Zavier could recover from the shock, he was struck again. This time, the blade pierced the flesh on his shoulder and nearly pierced the bone in his arm.
The force was so strong that Zavier was forced to release both arms from the spell circle and fall to his knee. However, due to the paladin armor's defense, it was unable to push him to the ground. It did, however, cause him to lose concentration and loosen up his spell formation.
The Devil Worker stepped on ground, causing the two of them to collide again in the air.
While in midair, Zavier noticed something odd about his surroundings.
Outside the campus, the green smoke was rapidly spreading. It was as if it was drawn to the poison.
"Is it heading our way?" Zavier pondered.
He used his detection ability to look around quickly and discovered that the source of the poison was not the green smoke. In fact, when he cast spells, the poison spread throughout the area.
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